This is it folks I hope you enjoy. Sorry to those waiting for an update on Penance but this one was just crying out for me to finish.

The wave from the Queen Anne rocked the life boat but nothing more, as Randy stared in to the darkness at the space where the ship once was, where his friends had been. Casting his eyes down he felt a hand on his arm and he knew it could only be one person.

"Mickie" He said quietly using her name like it was some kind of prayer, as the hand tighten slightly on his arm.

"Thank you." Mickie said and Randy looked up he thought it kind of an odd thing to say under the circumstances. As he looked at Mickie he realised that she was far closer than he thought. She had been sitting on the opposite side of the raft, without him hearing her she had moved over to sit right next to him.

"What for?" Randy asked wondering if she was just in shock heaven knows he had seen enough misery and death for an entire lifetime.

"For releasing me." Mickie said the corners of her mouth turning upwards in a small smile. Randy saw no glee in the smile, it was empty devoid of any real emotion. In that instant he knew Beth had been right all along, that Mickie was not who she appeared to be.

"You did a good job of impersonating her you know. I would never have guessed." Randy said trying to back away but the grip on his arm tightened painfully. The strength in the arm was inhuman, the look on its face matched.

"Oh I'm not so sure you didn't know all along Randy, it's surprising what we will believe if we want it badly enough." Mickie said, but it wasn't really Mickie, Randy could see that now clear as day. Her eyes were dark, darker than the usual deep brown, her entire iris was the same colour as her pupils. Light seemed to get lost there and so was Randy. 'The eyes are the window to the soul, I was just taking precautions' Beth had said that to him once, now he wondered if it were true. Inching backwards as far as he could go Randy was almost sitting on the edge of the raft the only thing behind him was icy cold ocean.

"You know sea fairing people call this a dead calm, do you know why?" Mickie asked turning her attention to the ocean which was as still as a duck pond in summer.

"Umm no." Randy replied wondering why this thing hadn't just killed him yet. He supposed because it was in no rush, it wasn't like there was anyone coming to save him.

"Because in this kind of sea it was impossible for them to spot ice bergs, far more chance of the ship hitting one and sinking. Happened to the Titanic you know." Mickie said in a conversational voice that didn't work with the vice like grip she still had on his arm, or the emptiness of her eyes.

"Right I think I did know that." Randy replied now not knowing what to do. He glanced around the life raft but saw nothing that might be of use. The only possible weapon would be a ore, but they were tied to their anchors so they wouldn't drop over board. It would take him time to unhook them, and it was time he knew he didn't have.

"After you I will be free, I can go and do anything I like. You know it's going to be strange living as a woman, but this body is pretty great. But I am sure you know that." Mickie grinned, but it was not her usual warm cheeky smile that Randy loved. It was evil and cold and it made Randy shiver.

"I will always remember my last, so don't you worry about that." Mickie said now turning towards Randy and focusing those dark eyes on his. Randy wanted to close his eyes, he wanted to look away to fight, but the fire inside him made it hard to concentrate. He could feel the flames, starting in his stomach and working up his body. It was like taking the first sip of whiskey on a cold winters night, except in reverse. This also lacked any pleasurable feelings he associated with liquor. Finally as Randy felt himself struggling for breath he slammed his eyes closed, the burning turned to a dim heat as the thing that was once someone Randy thought he loved raged.

"Arrrgh open your eyes, it will only slow down the inevitable." She said her voice dangerous in both its tone and its words. Randy just squeezed his eyes shut tighter as Mickie's fingernails dug tightly into his arm. Gasping for breath through the pain, Randy whipped his head from side to side.

"There is nowhere to go Randy, nowhere but in to my darkness." Mickie's voice was no longer her own, it was deeper more hollow and Randy cracked one eye open to see this creature for what it was. What he saw chilled him to the bone. Mickie's face had distorted slightly, her eyes seemed to take up her entire face. Her lips peeled back in an angry snarl. Her teeth seemed to be razor sharp within and Randy almost screamed.

"Your soul is mine!" the thing screamed as a wave of water washed over the side as a hand slapped down on the orange raft. Followed by another clutching a knife as a blonde head dripping with water appeared.

"Not if I have a say in things." Beth said as she threw herself at what was once her best friend. Not hesitating or thinking about this as Mickie, Beth plunged the knife straight between the things shoulder blades. The sound that came out of its mouth was like nothing on earth. Both Bethe and Randy covered their ears in fear of going deaf as Mickie wailed around the raft trying to remove the knife.

"Help me Randy, and don't look into its eyes." Beth said as she tried to grab hold of Mickie but the thing was too string for Beth and she got tossed aside. It took Randy a second but as soon as Beth went down he pounced on the being still trying to remove the knife. Randy pushed for all he was worth as Mickie tumbled to the edge of the raft. Legs kicking wildly to keep it on board.

"Now!" Beth shouted getting up and running at Mickie, taking one leg while Randy grabbed the other and hauled her over board. Mickie went down with a splash and a scream, trying desperately to stay afloat while blood covered the surrounding water.

"Row now" Beth said going over to one ore and pulling on it with all of her might. Randy took the hint and helped Beth as they stroked away from where Mickie had gone in.

Panting for breath and a few hundred meters from where they had started both wrestlers stopped to rest. The night had gone silent nothing moved below the water and Beth could no longer control her shivering. When the ship had gone down she had been dragged under. Having to shed her cumbersome dress, to get back to the surface Beth managed to remember the knife and pulled it from her shoe before she removed those to. Now with less weight and no drag she pulled herself to the surface. Looking around she could see the orange life raft clearly in the ocean. Her eyes had adjusted to almost no light on the ship, and now outside, with the stars and moon, it was almost like broad daylight. She knew why this thing had let them get off the ship, because it need to escape to live. It had pretended to be their friend until they had done its dirty work for it. Now it was alone with Randy and Beth knew she had to save him. Swimming towards the life raft she could hear them talking. She paused knowing this thing was probably far stronger than her, and that her only advantage would be that of surprise Beth hung low in the water. She could feel her limbs going numb from the cold, and she almost dropped the knife when she finally saw her opportunity. Mickie's back was turned and she was concentrating on Randy. Beth knew he had shut his eyes from what the demon was saying and she smiled. Hauling herself over the side she knew that this was going to be a fight to the death, only she hope she was on the winning side.

Randy tried not to stare at Beth only clothed in her underwear but he couldn't help notice that she was turning blue. Shrugging of his suit jacket he handed it to her, it was a little torn and very dirty but she took it gratefully.

"Thank you." She said trying to control her chattering teeth with little success as Randy scooted closer to her and wrapped her up in his arms. Beth was reluctant at first, feeling awkward and kind of guilty, but Randy's warmth was something she really needed right now and she gave in. wrapping her won arms around his body as she clung on to him.

"You think she is dead?" Randy asked after a few minutes as Beth pulled away from him. Pulling up the jacket sleeves so her hands were visible she clutched Randy's hand in her own.

"I think so." Beth said and Randy nodded. He had a haunted look in his eyes and Beth felt sorry for him. It was one thing to find someone you cared about dead, but another to actually have to kill them. Before she could voice such a thought though a rumble started below them.

"What the hell!" Randy shouted as they sprang apart and looked out over the ocean. A small wave seemed to be gaining momentum, and it was headed right for them. Beth let out a small gasp as she turned to Randy.

"Row now!" She screamed and Randy didn't need telling twice, as they stroked backwards away from the wave, it seemed to explode out of the water like a volcano had gone off. Sending a shower of water right down on their heads and soaking the bottom of their raft. Randy didn't pause to check to see if Beth was ok, the blonde was still pulling furiously at her ore as another wave drench them again and this time something was dragging them backwards in the water.

"It's got us." Randy said feeling the pull as he tried to drag his ore though the water with no success.

"I know!" Beth yelled back still trying to pull the raft further away but they were now stationary as a brunette head appeared over the lip of the raft. It seemed to rise up out of the water in slow motion as its torso became visible then one leg then the other. It was now standing facing them both a sadistic smile plastered across what was once Mickie beautiful face.

"I told you your soul was mine." It said looking at Randy but then turning her attention to Beth.

"You, you knew, all along I should have taken you soul first." It said as Beth stood up slowly, the jacket she was wearing dropping to mid-thigh but hung open dripping with water, no longer providing the warmth it once did.

"Didn't take you long to move in on him then you slut." The thing said with Mickie's smooth alto voice. Beth knew it had done it for effect, because that wasn't its real voice, they had both heard that, and it was not so sweet.

"You have no right to call her that, you are an abomination, and you're going straight to hell." Randy said running at the thing and knocking it off its feet. Beth was as shocked as Mickie at te unexpected attack. As Mickie got swung around landing on its hands and knees on the wet floor of the boat, Beth spotted the knife still protruding from its back. Randy sent a kick up into its ribs but Mickie blocked it. Keeping hold of Randy's foot turning it until the delicate bones beneath cracked. Randy let out a howl of pain as he fell to the floor. Then it started to stand up, the pain that ripped though it sent it back to its knees. Beth had ripped the knife from its spine and now the thing that was once a fun loving beautiful woman, with an infectious laugh snarled like a wild animal and launched itself at Beth. Taking the blonde down they struggled to get control of the knife until Mickie punched Beth in the face, knocking the blonde almost out cold as it pulled itself upright once more it was not ready for the arms that wrapped round its body. Pinning its own arms to its side, it struggled to free itself as Beth started to rouse. Seeing Randy hobbling about on an obvious broken foot Beth shook her head to clear the fog from her brain. Grabbing the knife once more Beth staggered over to where Randy was now having to stop them both from falling into the ocean.

"Hold her there!" Beth yelled as Randy forced himself to stand on both legs and hold on as tight as he could. He saw the knife come down and felt the blood spray on to his face. Letting go of Mickie he hobbled away from the demon. Beth clutched him around the waist to help support him, as they both watched the thing gargle for breath. The knife stuck out of its neck sticking out at a right angel as it weakly tried to remove it. As it choked for breath blood ran down its chin and dripped into the puddle of water below.

"Get off our ship" randy yelled as he gave the thing a shove and it back summersaulted into the ocean. The quite splash the only sound this time as Beth ran to the edge and watched as Mickie's body disappeared into the darkness below. Not even a bubble of air followed as she collapsed back into her seat. She looked up and saw Randy struggling to sit. She got up and was helping him out in an instant.

"Do you think it's dead this time?" Randy asked with a wince of pain as Beth gave him a small smile.

"I don't think I want to tempt fate but I think so." Beth said now holding on to Randy tightly as dawn finally broke over the ocean. Its warm orange glow a welcome friend in the darkness that had proceeded it. Beth looked at Randy his face was a mask of pain and sadness, he wasn't looking at her and Beth was worried.

"It wasn't Mickie you know, we lost her back in that room." Beth said realising that Randy was thinking about killing her.

"I know, but maybe we could have saved Mickie somehow." Randy said, but he knew it was probably not true, Stephanie had never come back, she had been taken to the darkness to.

"It will never be able to take anyone again thanks to you." Beth said as Randy finally met her eyes and he smiled.

"Yeah, I guess you're right, but what about us?" Randy said pointing to the open ocean before them and Beth looked around to. It did seem pretty dire. There was no land in site and Randy's foot was broken. She suspected that she also had hyperthermia, and all in all they were not in good shape.

"We are alive Randy, and we have each other." She said thinking that looking on the bright side might be the best option right now as Randy gave her a smile.

"Hey you were the one complaining about drawing the short straw earlier." He said giving her a small shove as she frowned at him and wrapped the jacket tighter around her body.

"At that point I did think you were a demon remember." She said as Randy winced trying to get more comfortable in his seat, and only managing to jostle his injured foot.

"Ok but we can't sit here all day, you need to get to a hospital." Beth said Randy's pain springing her into action as she moved to take hold of both ores. Randy looked at her with an amused expression.

"Not sure there is one in this area, not one with a water slide anyway." He said as Beth just ignored him and began rowing. To be honest Beth didn't know where she was going but at least the exercise was keeping her warm, and it stopped her from thinking about what would happen to them if they didn't find land. Taking a look at Randy he seemed to be sleeping, and she smiled slightly, he must have been exhausted. He looked so peaceful now, his white dress shirt totally see though, and Beth had to avert her gaze from his impressive chest.

"You know staring at someone while they are asleep is the first sign of love." Randy said opening one eye and smiling at her. Beth just frowned at him and stopped rowing. Her arms felt like led now and she could use the break.

"If you weren't asleep then it doesn't count." Beth said incredulously as she walked over to him and bent down and checked is foot. The icy water that had landed in the small boat now was proving a fairly decent ice pack and the swelling wasn't too bad.

"I was asleep at first, so maybe it half counts at least." He said as he looked down at Beth gently holding his foot. Her hair was drying now and hung in loose curls around her face. Which was developing quite an impressive bruise.

"Does your face hurt?" Randy asked but the question seemed so silly when he said it out loud.

"Do bears shit in the woods?" Beth replied and Randy laughed out loud like he hadn't done for what seemed like a lifetime. It felt good and Beth joined in. their laughter was cut short however as the sound of an large engine approached. Getting up now Beth turned to see a trawler ship approaching, she waved her arms wildly as it came to a stop beside them.

"You guys going for a little sail?" one of the men on board asked looking at the pairs state of undress and giving them a wiggle of the eye brows. Beth scowled at him bit decided hostility was not a good start for their saviours.

"No we were on the Queen Anne, it sank." Beth said as Randy tried to get to his feet. He hobbled upright and the man on board the trawler now noticed their injuries.

"Holly shit we have been looking for that ship, got some muffled distress call, thought it was a hoax. Lads we need to get these guys on board!" The man called to his ship mates as more men appeared.

It was hard to get Randy on but they managed it buy using a kind of pulley system, once he and Beth were settled in the crew cabin, Beth had gotten a pair of ill-fitting trousers and Randy had been given a fresh shirt they were underway and sailing back for port.

"You know they are not going to believe us." Beth said now thinking about how they were going to tell everyone back home what had happened. How they were going to tell Vince.

"I know, I guess we tell them that the ship sank and we got lucky, I'm not sure I want to go back anyway, maybe it would be easier if we just disappeared. That the Queen Anne went down with all hands." Randy said his tone serious as Beth nodded her head, it would be easier, after what they had seen she didn't know if wrestling was what she wanted any more anyway.

"Where do we go?" She asked as Randy moved on the bed and sat more upright.

"Anywhere as long as we stay together." He replied as Beth shifted next to him.

"Deal."

"Miss do you have your boarding pass?" The steward asked the petit blonde standing on the gangway. She lowered her large sun glasses and smiled at him. She was an attractive woman and he smiled back.

"Oh yes here you go sorry I was admiring the ship." She said as the steward checked the boarding pass.

"Oh yes the Monarch is a new ship Miss James, any luggage to check in luggage?" The man asked as Mickie moved towards the entrance and she looked at him.

"No I travel light." She smiled as he smiled back at her, obviously checking her out and she inwardly shivered.

"If you need any help don't hesitate to ask, and Miss James enjoy your cruise."

"Don't worry I will."

THE END

Well was it a good end? Did you enjoy the story and yes we all guessed it of course it was Mickie hope there was enough doubt in your mind thought to still wonder. Thank you so much for reading feedback is very welcome. XxX