I'm so, so sorry for not updating this in forever! I've been busy with school (hard to believe four weeks have already gone by, just like that!) and have been working hard on homework and projects. Anyways, it's about time I posted something new, and I really am terribly sorry for taking so long. I'll try to get into a weekly rhythm for updates.

Also, please, please, please do not tell me anything spoilery after Goliath comes out on Tuesday. Please! I won't be able to get the book right away, since I intend to buy it on October 2nd, when I (hopefully) go see Scott! Yep, if I keep my grades up, I'll be able to go see Scott at a book-signing! Meaning, though, that I won't have read the book until then. So yeah, no spoilers. ^^

Anyways, here's another song inspired chapter (like the first chapter)! The song is, like the title of this chapter, Just Go, by Kylee Saunders, and I like the sort of action-y beat to it-I think it'd make a good song for a fan vid, you know? One centered on a big action scene, or something. Or maybe it's just me. I don't know.

On to the chapter!

Just Go

"And this is killing me, I'm on the edge of letting go, don't think, just go."

~Kylee Saunders

Deryn didn't think. She didn't stop, to wonder what it was she was really doing.

Just go.

Vaulting herself over the edge of the trench, she leveled the gun and charged with the rest of the men of the Leviathan, transferred to the Western Front after completing their mission.

Along with the men, she shouted in anticipation and nervousness and pure adrenaline.

Dodging bullets and hoping for the best, she plowed forward, head down, eyes intent, mind focused.

Behind these men, behind their lines, lay an Austrian prince, trussed up and captured once and for all.

Not if Deryn had anything to say about it.

Shoving men aside, she continued her mad rush, cracks whizzing past her ear and screams punctuating the air.

Just go.

She had to do this. She couldn't hold back. There was no surrendering.

She was on the edge of letting go, the cries starting to break her mental defenses, steal her concentration, distract from the main goal.

But Alek was too important. She had to save him. They had to save him. His safety and voice could sway the tide of the war. He'd already started to make himself known, had talked to the Darwinist press, had gained a following in the Allied countries.

Not only was he important to the Darwinists: he was important to her. Even if she still hadn't gained the courage to tell him, she'd do so after this. If they made it.

Dirt exploded next to her, bodies fell to the ground, blood stained the Earth. Her gun held tight in her hands, she ran, not bothering to fire the weapon. It was a prop, a tool, a scare tactic. Using it would only waste valuable time.

There. She'd broken through the defenses; the Clankers were busy fighting off the Darwinist attackers. Now that she had made it through, she could see Alek, roped up and gagged and heavily guarded.

He looked up, eyes meeting hers and lighting up in hope and fear. Hers, level and calm, met his back.

Don't think. Just go.

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I'll catch up on review replies next chapter, I promise.

Anyway, see you next chapter!