Chapter Eleven – The Sinking Ship.

Ashley's POV.

I shoved myself against the door with all my strength but it wasn't budging. I heard a gurgling sound coming from out side the door I stood on my tip toes and peeked through the window of the door, water was pouring under the door, spreading rapidly across the floor.

"Shit… Help!! Somebody!! Can anybody hear me?!" This could be bad.

Spencer's POV.

I saw a security guard "Thank God! Where would someone under arrest be taken?!"

"What? You have to get to a boat right away!" He was giving me a strange look.

"No! I'll do this with or without your help but without will take me longer please just tell me!"

He sighed "Take the lift to the very bottom, go left, down the passage, then make a right at the end."

"Bottom, left, right. I have it. Thanks" I dashed off.

When I got to the bottom and the lift opened suddenly ice water was swirling around my legs screaming in surprise I splashed out, hiking up my floor-length skirt so I could move. I slogged down the flooded corridor the place is understandably deserted and I was on my own.

I turned into a cross-corridor, splashing down the hall with a row of doors on each side.

"Ash! Ashleyyyyyy!!!" I screamed.

Ashley's POV.

I had given up trying to get out of the door I just sat on a desk in the room I was in so as not to get wet for a while longer, I was going to die here my last thoughts were of Spencer how I would dying knowing she didn't trust me.

"Ash! Ashleyyyyyy!!!" Spencer!!

"Spencer!! Spence in here!" She came rushing in and looked to the door I was behind grabbing a chair from the room she was is she slammed it down on the handle it fell off and the she ripped the door open, throwing her arms around me.

"Ash… I'm sorry, I'm so sorry." We were so happy to see each other it's embarrassing.

"They put it in my pocket." I said desperate to make her believe me still.

"I know, I know."

"So... how did you find out I didn't do it?"

"I didn't…" She looked me in the eyes "I just realized I already knew."

We waded out into the hall when we realised there was no way out we broke through one of the walls and continued to walk up the corridor, a crew member from behind saw us. "Hey you'll have to pay for that you know, oi you stop! What you do that for…"

We both turned at the same time "Shut up!"

I ran into one of the rooms quickly to grab Spencer a blanket, she was blue lipped and shivering bless her, walking fast we passed through the dining hall, I grabbed a bottle of Southern Comfort and passed it to her "It'll take the edge off" She grabbed it and downed some, I grinned and followed suit. We kept walking going upwards I was rubbing her arms trying to warm her up as we walked along.

We pushed past confused passengers... past a man kneeling to console a woman who is just sitting on the floor, sobbing... and past another man with an English/Arabic dictionary, trying to figure out what the signs mean, while his wife and children waited patiently.

Panic was setting in and it was starting to fall apart. We didn't have much time water would soon be cascading onto the ship. We found a little boat ready to go but there was only one seat left. I ushered Spencer to the seat.

"I'm not going without you."

"Get in the boat, Spence. Please." Desperate for her to be safe.

"Yes. Get in the boat." Patrick had snuck up on us and appeared behind Spencer, she was shocked to see him and so was I. I felt her step closer to me and instinctively took her hand.

"Go on. I'll get the next one." Knowing fully well that there probably wouldn't be one.

"No! Not without you!"

She doesn't even care that Patrick is standing right there and I smile to myself.

"There are more boats on the other side Ashley and I can get off safely, both of us." I looked at Spencer and tried to give her a reassuring smile.

"See, I'll be alright. Hurry up so we can get going... we got our own boat to catch." I watch as she steps into the boat and it's lowered.

"You're a good liar." Patrick was still stood next to me.

"Almost as good as you."

"I always win one way or another. Pity I didn't keep that drawing, you so kindly did of my fiancée, it's going to be worth a lot more by morning."

Was money all he though about? I'm so glad Spencer is free of him now, even if she's not with me she'll be better off without him. I knew I was screwed. I looked down at her, not wanting to waste a second of my last view of her.

She gazed up at me tears pouring down her face. Suddenly she lunged across the boat. Hurling herself out of the boat to the rail of the A-Deck catching it, and scrambling over the rail.

"No Spence! NOOOO!!"

I spun from the rail, running for the nearest way down to A-Deck.