Ben and Abigail were finally able to get Riley on his feet (or rather his foot). They went into the halls and saw Abigail was right, Tara was nowhere to be found.
"So we're locked inside an anicent castle, with a man with a leg amputation and stolen pieces from King Arthur's armor and a third of our crew is missing?" Ben asked to be sure, Abigail nodded.
"She's my cousin, Ben. If I call my Aunt and Uncle and say she's been abducted or worse then not only would they hate me but we'd be charged with murder if she never shows up." Abigail stated.
"We can rule out murder, no blood. However, a kidnapping..." Ben shrugged.
"Who else could still be here? The security guards had already armed the system. Whoever came in, came in after us." Abigail concluded.
"Which means we were being followed." Riley added.
Tara woke up, her forehead was bleeding and her body felt weak. She lifted herself up halfway and realized the room around her was dark, she also saw hammocks on both sides of the room. This is when she realized, she was in the dungeon. How did she get here? All she could remember was leaving the room and suddenly an iron pipe had hit her in the head.
"How's your head?" A figure asked in the shadows.
"Aside from a blow, I'm perfect." Tara said sarcastically.
"Need a hand up?" The figure asked.
"No Ian, I can stand on my own." Tara insisted.
Tara grunted slightly as she picked herself up, Ian Howe stepped out of the shadows and let out a sigh.
"You were not suppose to play games with Poole, Miss Chase. That was NEVER part of the deal." Ian remarked.
"You said you wouldn't hurt my cousin if I caught Ben doing something illegal. I have done that. I can fall in love with whoever I damn well please." Tara said solemnly.
"Out of curiousity...What has he done?" Ian asked.
"He dug up the graves of Guinevere and Arthur and stole some jewelery off of Arthur's armor. Which could count as a breach of peace, grave robbery." Tara continued.
"It could only get him ten years in jail. I need him to do more." Ian remarked.
"What more you could possibly want, Ian? Jail time is good enough for me, it should be enough for you." Tara stated.
"Benjamin Gates put me in jail for a crime I did not committ. It was a trap that I fell into. I am innocent until proven guilty. He, however, is guilty of every petty little thing that he has done. Speaking of jail, I still haven't thanked you for bailing me out. Your life's trust fund."
"Shove it or I will." Tara warned before turning away from Ian.
"You're right.Besides, I believe the first night I met you was...thanks enough." Ian smirked as he planted a kiss on Tara's neck.
"Not often you sleep with a blackmailer." Tara whispered.
"Not often do you enjoy it." Ian remarked as he moved his lips down Tara's shoulder.
"Look, can I go back upstairs or are you going to keep me here until doomsday?" Tara snapped suddenly.
"Let's get you cleaned up first." Ian said as he grabbed a rag and wiped the blood off of Tara's forehead.
"What am I suppose to tell them?" Tara asked.
"You got lost." Ian said simply.
"Who's to say that's not a lie." Tara muttered under her breath before walking away.
"Here, take my jacket. You're freezing." Ian wrapped his jacket around Tara.
"Stay down here. I'll get everybody away so you can get a head start." Tara ordered, she left Ian alone in the dungeon.
In the halls, Abigail and the boys were searching for Tara. Though Riley struggled due to the fact it was difficult to get around with just one leg. Suddenly, Tara came from the corner wearing Ian's jacket over her shoulders. Abigail sighed and ran to hug her, Tara returned the hug and then walked up to Riley and kissed him.
"You okay?" Riley asked, Tara nodded.
"Where did you get the coat?" Ben asked.
"Where the hell have you been?" Abigail asked.
"I...got lost and I found the coat down the hall someways. I was cold." Tara said quietly.
There was a moment of silence...
"Well, we better keep going. Still got to find out about Morgause." Tara walked away.
"Ben, does that jacket look familiar?" Abigail asked.
"Not really." Ben followed Tara.
"Something about it." Abigail whispered before following Ben.
