Seth

Riley had been down too long. Doug was doing compressions but Riley wasn't springing to life. It felt like we'd been stood watching Doug trying to bring him back to life for hours. I hadn't been, but it had been a long time maybe even more than ten minuets.

My hope was well and truly running out. I glanced side ways at Animal and I could see that was thinking the same as me.

"Come on Riley." I whispered under my breath. Then suddenly he was coughing, and moving; he was going to be ok. Relief and joy filled me and all I could do was smile and hug the guys, until.

"Where's Anne?" He questioned immediately, pulling himself into a sitting position and looking around for her.

"We, you, well." Doug tried to explain but Riley wasn't listening he was on his feet and hastily making his way down stream looking for her. We followed and I was kicking myself for forgetting about her and only focusing on Riley.

"Anne." Riley started calling but as we listened for a reply we heard Warren calling out for her. His Mitzeee's were getting more and more frantic and he was splashing around like a mad man trying to find her. My heart sank and I looked at Riley to find he was close to tears.

Without a thought for his own safety or the fact that he had just drowned looking for her and hadn't been back with us for a minuet yet Riley jumped back into the freezing water trying to find her again.

I scanned the river but there was no sign of her. Although the river had slowed where Warren and Riley were searching she still could have been swept miles down stream by now. We had no chance of finding her. We had left trying to find her too long. We had been too wrapped up in Riley and it was probably going to cost Anne her life.

I hated thinking like that but there was a voice inside me telling me that it was the truth.

"We need help." Doug said desperately, wanting Riley out of the water and to find Anne before it was too late. He was ignored by everyone as I continued looking and Riley, Animal and Warren continued diving and wading through the water.

"We need to phone search and rescue, an ambulance, and the police, were never going to find her like this she's probably already way down stream." He said louder this time and slowly we all stopped and turned to look at him, all of our faces filled with terror and concern.

"I'm going to go back to the lodge and phone from there, keep looking." Warren instructed as he moved towards the other side of the river, hauled himself out and started running into the woods.

Warren

I ran into the woods and out of their sight with out looking back, they had bought it. I hadn't been gone too long and now everything was going to plan.

As I got deeper into the woods I started looking around for the fallen tree next to the large root and it wasn't long before I found it.

From where I was I couldn't see Mitzeee at all and I started panicking as I got closer and I still couldn't see her. I was sure that she would have been shouting too but there wasn't a sound coming from her direction, at all.

She was missing. I was convinced of it up until I got two steps away from her and I caught sight of her red helmet. I took the last two steps and saw that her eyes were closed and she was still looking incredibly pale.

For a moment to stood, staring down at her too scared to try and wake her in case I'd just made the worst decision of my life to leave her here. Then I saw the minuscule movement of her chest rising and falling underneath the overly large purple hoodie, and I let out a breath I hadn't even realised I'd been holding.

"Mitzeee." I spoke softly before kneeling beside her. When she didn't wake I removed the rope from her wrists and ankles with the hope that she wouldn't remember me putting them on. I stuffed the rope back into my pocket whilst watching her face for the smallest flicker of life. There wasn't one.

"Mitzeee, Mitzeee you need to wake up now." I spoke louder and rubbed her upper arm firmly. She stirred at this and slowly opened her eyes. I smiled down at her, thankful that she was awake and she looked up at me, looking right into my eyes.

"We've got to get you somewhere warm and dry." I said moving to help her stand up. She reluctantly complied with my movement and we were soon stood side by side my arm tucked securely around her waist in the probable case that she needed my support.

I started striding out but Mitzeee couldn't keep up. She was barely managing to place one foot in front of the other, as her legs were refusing to hold her weight. We needed to move quickly, I didn't have much time before I had to return to the guys with search and rescue.

I wasn't really sure how it was going to work out. I knew they would never find her in or near the river, but it was too late now to turn back now. Normally my mind would have worked it all out by now but I kept looking down at Mitzeee and all I could think about was making sure she was safe.

That's why I kept questioning whether to take her to the hospital or not. If it had been anyone else I wouldn't have thought about it twice, but it was her. She looked so unlike herself, pale, no expression and not one word had left her lips since I had returned to her.

She looked vulnerable, don't get me wrong she is vulnerable but she never shows it. She would hate for people to see her as vulnerable and here she was the most vulnerable and hurt I'd ever seen her and part of me just wanted me to pull her into my arms and never let her go.