I apologize for leaving you hanging, but I was having a little writers block and I was sick for a couple of days. But i'm back and not only am I updating with a chapter here, but i'm also posting two new One Shot Wonders.

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The boys grew wide as her stared down at the motionless pup. "Dundee," He yelled again.

He got no response.

Looking back at the rock face, he closed his eyes and took a shaky breath. 'What would Dundee do? I hope he's okay. . . What would Ryder do? I wish he were here.' His eyes pricked with tears. He took another deep breath, and then realized that this one was less shaky than the last one. Alex took a few more breaths until he was calm enough to open his eyes again. 'I need to get down to him first, and then I can figure out how to get him help. . . Where do I need to put my foot next?' He looked below him in an attempt to find a ledge or small hole. When he found a hole he thought would work, he slid his foot that direction, and eventually caught the hole.

Then he glanced around for a place to put his hand. A moment later he found one, he slid his right hand that direction. Suddenly, his hand hit a sharp piece of rock he didn't see. Alex jerked his hand away from the cliff face, and stared at his hand. There was now a fresh cut about three inches across his palm, just barely starting to ooze blood. 'I can't do anything about it up here', He decided. Then, careful to avoid that same spot, he slid his hand over until it rested on the ledge.

Alex looked around searching for a place to put his next foot and noticed the remains of the small ledge that gave way and caused Dundee to fall. He closed his eyes and took another deep breath, and then continued searching the cliff face.

The boy slowly continued to climb down the rock face like a snail crawling down the glass wall of a fish tank to clean it, but he was coming down. Eventually, he looked down and realized he only about ten feet or so from the sand where the ginger pup lay. 'Almost there,' he encouraged himself as he placed his right foot on the next ledge. 'I'm almost there.'

His right foot situated, Alex shifted his weight to that foot in order to reach a hand hole. The boy had almost reached the hole, when he heard a cracking noise. 'No don't!'

The ledge he was putting all his weight on gave way, sending him crashing to the sand.

After a few moments, Alex opened his blue eyes and looked around and realized he was now on the sand beneath the cliff. 'Well, at least I'm down. . . Dundee,' he noticed the pup a few feet away from him. As he started to get to his feet, he felt a shooting pain in his right ankle as he put weight on it. Painful tears sprung to his eyes as he sat back down on the sand with a thud, and looked at his ankle. It was swollen to the size of a softball and had way too many scrapes and cuts to think about.

So he didn't, instead he crawled over to the dingo and placed his ear to the pup's chest. He let out a breath he didn't even know he was holding when he heard a soft heartbeat. 'At least he's alive, but he still needs help' As well as several scrapes and what were bound to be bruises ln the morning, Alex noticed the small trail of blood leading away from the pups muzzle. 'He needs help now, but I don't want to move him, but I don't want to leave him here alone.' His heart started to beat a little faster. 'What am I going to do?' Tears began to spill out his blue eyes and down his face down his face.

Then, he flashed back to last night Dundee found him. . .

"Look, its late would you rather spend the night alone in the dark wet forest. Or, would you rather spend the night in a dark, wet forest with someone who would protect you from whatever might be out there?"

'He protected me, now I'll protect him.' He wiped the tears away, and stood the best he could on his ankle. 'I need to make a plan, just like Dundee would.' The boy looked out into the ocean, when inspiration struck him. 'We can't have gone too far away from Adventure Bay. Maybe, if I walk along the beach I'll find it!' He glanced back down at the pup, 'but how do I move him? I can't pick him up, but maybe. . .' He reached down and grabbed one of the dingo's paws, and started to pull.

The pup moved a little, but it took so much effort for Alex pull the pup across the sand that he was afraid he would injure the pup more. And, being hampered by his swollen ankle and the cut on his hand didn't help. 'I can't pull him.'

Alex sat down in front of the pup, and closed his eyes. "What am I going to do?" When he opened them again, he was surprised to see a woman standing in front of him. He moved to get between her and the pup. "Who're you?"

She sat down in front of him, tucking the skirt of her white flowing dress under her knees. "My name is not important." She spoke with an Australian accent, "but I'm a friend of Dundee's. . . And, I'm here to help." She brushed a strand of her almost white, blonde hair out of her pale face.

"How do I know that?" The boy asked, still not convinced.

She smiled so sweetly that her answer caught him off guard. "You don't. But then again, you don't have a choice."

Alex thought about her words for a moment, and then decided she was right. "Okay, I trust you."

"Good," she smiled wider. "What's the plan?"

"Well. . . I can't move very well," He pointed to his ankle. "So. . . Maybe I can stay here, and if you don't mind." He looked up at her, "maybe you can follow the beach down to Adventure Bay and get help?"

She stood up, "sounds like a plan. . . Do you need anything before I go?"

He looked back at Dundee, and started to stroke the ginger pup's soft fur. He shook his head. "No. . . Thank you."

Alex turned back at the woman, but she was gone.

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