The room was quiet, Donna stood a few paces back from the door. Andy sat slumped on the chair in the corner, head in his hands. Walt stood in front of Vic, Vic leaned against the door and tried to make her arm feel more comfortable, but it was a loosing battle.
"Donna…are you and Andy ok?"
"just peachy Sheriff" Andy voice came from the other side of the room.
"don't mind him Walt, Andy is just…not happy being here" Donna looked towards him and then back to Walt, then she took a glance over his shoulder to Vic, "is she ok?"
"She's fine!" Vic answered for herself.
"She'll be ok, she has a broken arm."
Walt turned to Vic, "Who did you see?"
Vic kept her voice low, she didn't trust Donna, "2 black Suv's, it wasn't Ferg or Henry, or anyone we know. They pulled up outside the building Eddy is in. It won't be long before he's out of the room and looking for me…to kill me…"
Walt reached out and put his hand on her shoulder in a reassuring gesture, "he's not going to touch you…I promise" his voice was low, and gravely. He was tired, he could only imagine how Vic felt, but his mind was racing, how was he going to get everyone out of this safely and keep Eddy and his boys occupied long enough for Ferg and Henry to get back.

"Whats going on Walt?" Donna stepped closer.
Walt turned towards her, "is there another way out of this room?"
"no"
"you're stuck just like us Sheriff, pull up a chair" Andy was still petulant but decided to get up and walk towards his mother. Donna stood in front of the two single beds against the wall, one small table lamp between them. Walt stepped towards Donna, and shot a look towards Andy.
"Look, Eddy is a fugitive, I know you have a history…but he tried to... hurt Vic, he kidnapped my daughter Cady."
"Oh my god, really…I'm so sorry Walt, is Cady ok?" Donna showed her concern towards Walt, ignoring his words about Vic, that didn't go unnoticed.
Walt paused, time was not on his side, they needed a plan, and not more chit chat, "yup, Cady's fine. Look, Eddy is going to come looking for Vic" Walt scanned the room, his eyes resting on Vic who was still standing against the door, trying to listen for movement outside. "is the door locked?"
"Yup"

Walt dropped his head and brought his hand to his jaw, they are sitting ducks. He walked to the corner, picked up the chair Andy had occupied moments earlier and brought it to the door, wedging the back under the door handle.

Vic's body tensed "Shit!"

A commotion started outside, and as the door to the hallway opened they all know what was going to happen next. The men's voices got louder, Eddy's voice in the lead, "The bitch took my coat with the key, Smitty, shoot the lock!"
"Vic, get back!" Walt outstretched his arms and pressed Vic up agains the wall, he drew his gun and looked towards Donna and Andy on the other side of the doorway.

Three shots fired through the door lock and one of the men on the other side used his shoulder to push the door and chair out of the way, the door swung open. Eddy stood in the doorway, 4 of his men behind him, the others most likely watching the main door, or the other buildings.

"Well, look who it is, why wasn't I invited to this party darlin'" he looked to Donna and Donna gave him a small nervous smile in return. Eddy walked towards Donna and extended an arm around her waist, pecked her on the cheek and seemed to whisper in her ear, that did not go unnoticed by either Walt or Vic. Donna dropped her eyes and leaned into him.

"Eddy, no one else needs to get hurt-"
"Or die Sheriff? yes, your deputy killed one of my men…so maybe at least one more person needs to die, maybe two" Eddy's eyes were focused on Vic, he took two steps towards her and stopped. He was positioned in the middle of the room, Donna to his left, and Andy behind her between the 2 beds.
Walt was the furthest from the door, eyes locked on Eddy. Vic was against the far wall, the bullet riddled door to her left, and the 4 men with machine guns stood a few feet from her in the open doorway.

"Sheriff, you are a piece of work, you have a meddling deputy, and pain in the ass daughter, and you tried and get my woman into bed. You are under investigation for wrongful death and you could loose everything. Tonight...tonight...you decide this is the night to try and force my hand, well thats not going to happen" Eddy took another step towards Vic. He nodded to his men, they lowered the barrels of their guns, this was going to be between Eddy and Walt, and Vic was the pawn in Eddy's sick game.

Eddy still had his gun drawn towards Walt, he looked back to Donna, and then to Vic. Stepping in close to Vic, he had her pressed up against the wall, "now, Deputy Moretti, you will be coming with me, the Sheriff will be staying here with Donna, Sheriff, I'm sure you can have a nice chat until I come back later"
Eddy grabbed Vic's good arm, took the gun from her hand and passed it back to one of his men. "take off the coat, its mine"
Vic hesitated and looked to Walt. His eyes were trained on Eddy, but he quickly caught her eyes and gave her a look of reassurance. She looked back to Eddy, and slowly pulled the jacket off her shoulder and it slipped off her good arm and dropped to the floor. She didn't move to pick it up, and just stared right into Eddy's cold evil eyes.

"Donna, be a dear and pick up this coat for me"
Donna looked towards Walt and then Eddy, she hesitated.
"DONNA, now!"
She quickly came across the room, bent down and picked up the coat at Vic's feet, "you know what to do now sweetheart" he looked to her and a small smile showed on his face.

Walt thought she was going to put the coat on Eddy, instead she walked back to where she was standing. Walt was still standing frozen in the same spot, Eddy grabbed onto Vics good arm and drew her towards him. He started to walk towards the door with her, he paused.

As Walt was focused on Vic and worried where Eddy was going to take Vic, Donna jumped towards him, throwing the coat over his outstretched arm holding his gun, and hitting him hard, knocking him off balance, he fell into the wall and Donna fell on tope of him "Im sorry!" she shouted as he struggled to get up, but Andy followed his mothers lead and found the gun under the coat and pulled it from Walts grip.
"Donna!"
"just shut up Walt"

"Walt!" Vic strained against Eddy's grip, but he pulled her back in. Vic glared at Donna as she and her son held Walt in the corner of the room, "you bitch!"

Eddy laughed, "oh, what I wouldn't give to see these two in a room together, what a show! hahahaha...but not tonight. Let's go"

"lovely work sweet heart... Smitty, Oscar, get the sheriff, ties his hands, change of plans, he's coming with us" the two men crossed the room with their semi automatic guns in hand, Eddy pulled Vic out into the hallway.

Eddy got his coat back from his men, in plastic cuffs behind his back, Walt gave an angry look to Donna and Andy as the men walked with him, each holding on to one arm, guns draped over their shoulders.
"Walt?"
he didn't look back at her.

Eddy was in front, with a tight grip on Vic's arm, she was without a coat and still nursing the broken arm. Walt followed behind with Eddys men leading him down the path to the frozen water of the reservoir.

"Eddy, this will only get you in even more hot water, let us go now, take your business out of my county and we can call it even" Walt called up to Eddy who was 3 paces ahead of him.

"Sheriff! too little, too late. I got my final shipment, we are loading up and heading out in the morning, by 6am, you will never know we were even in this god forsaken state" Eddy called back over his shoulder, "if anyone is looking for you, by the time they find you, it will be Spring thaw." Eddy stopped at the edge of the frozen water, and turned back to look at Walt.

"why come here in the first place Eddy, did you double cross Muldoon? did you want a bigger piece of the pie? Why Wyoming"

"Sheriff...Shane...god love him, he brought me along, he taught me a lot, but he didn't have vision, Sheriff" Walt was hoping to keep him talking until Ferg showed up, he had to be on his way by now. He was too soft, never got his hands dirty. I had a vision Sheriff, there was so much potential, so much money to be had, not just in heroin, but in guns." There was a gleam in Eddy's eyes, he was so proud of himself, "the boarder Sheriff, its weak in the middle of nowhere, my suppliers get my product to me here, where no one can see it, then straight north through Montana into Canada...have you ever been to Canada in the winter Sheriff?...its bleak, desolate, and fantastic to move illegal goods"

"If you're planning on leaving, then just leave. I've got enough on my plate, I won't come looking for you, just let us go" Walt pleaded his case to Eddy, he could see that Vic was shivering, her lips were already blue, he could see the pain that she was in, he just wanted to wrap her in his arms and make this all go away.

Eddy turned to the bigger of the two men holding Walt, even though he was the bigger one, he still want as tall and broad across the shoulders as Walt.
"Smitty, your gun please"
He pulled the gun off his shoulder, and passed it to Eddy. Vic's eyes widened, what the hell was he doing. If Eddy took the gun to shoot and kill Walt, she would loose it. She had been in this position before with Sean, she would find the strength to take Eddy down, if it was the last thing she ever did, she was sure of it.

Eddy pointed the gun at Walt, the gun was heavy, he loosened his grip on Vic's arm, thinking that he could overpower her if he needed to, she was hurt and hypothermic.
"please don't" Vic said quietly as she looked at Eddy's profile in the moonlight. The side of his mouth curled up, then suddenly, he turned and unloaded at least 2 dozen shots into the frozen reservoir. Vic gasped and tried to pull away from him. Walt spun and was pulled back by Oscar. The reservoir was deep, even along the edges, it had been an old strip mine, and filled with water 2 decades ago. It was frozen, but the ice was not extremely thick this winter. With all the bullets penetrating the ice, it almost cut a hole...Walt thought, big enough for a body dump.

"Smitty, break the ice" the man gave Eddy a look, the last thing he wanted to do was step out onto the ice, and possibly fall in, but he did it.
He walked onto the ice gingerly, took the butt of the gun and hit the ice hard, it started to crack and pieces were moving.

Vic and Walt held each others gaze, Walt made a small head movement to his left where Oscar was still holding his arm in a vice grip. Vic understood.

"so ...who should go first?" Eddy said with a smirk on his face, "Deputy Moretti is already half way frozen, it may be too quick, the Sheriff on the other hand," Eddy turned his head to look in Walt's direction, "you have that heavy coat on, and your boots...you may just sink to the bottom" Eddy chuckled like he had heard a joke.
"you're a sick fucker, you know that" Vic spit the words at Eddy.

"Listen Moretti!" Eddy was loosing his cool, his eyes were wild and he let go of Vic all together. They stood 3 feet apart.
Smitty was still trying to break the hole big enough without falling in himself. Walt decided it was time to make his move, with precision Walt spun out of the hold on his arm as the man was preoccupied watching Eddy and Vic. He took aim and head butted Oscar sending him tumbling backwards, landing on the ice his head fell heavy on the ice, and he was knocked unconcious.

Vic saw Walt spin and took her cue to find Eddy's weak spot again, she lifted her leg and with the heel of her boot she connected with his ball...again. Eddy dropped to his knees, and let out a cry of tremendous pain. Smitty scrambled on the ice to get his footing and get back onto land, Walt was heading towards him with his hand still tethered behind his back. The two big men hit each other with force, Walt, in a linebacker tackle move, had more momentum and it sent them both flying landing right next to the hole in the ice. As the full force of both of the men came down on the ice, it gave way beneath them, they disappeared under the water.

"WALT!"
"MORETTI, you get back here, so I can kill you with my bare hands!" Eddy stumbled to his feet, just as gun fire erupted at the main building.

Eddy spun around , flashes of light from the bullets hitting metal could be seen in the distance, there were shadows of more then just Eddy's men, there was yelling and movement and Eddy was frozen in his position. He looked towards Vic, then back to the buildings, he made a decision to cut and run, he dove at Vic pushing her down and sending her to the ice, then he turned and ran.

Vic could see Eddy's shadow moving away in the darkness, she tired to crawl to the hole in the ice on one hand and without being able to feel her feet, her face or her fingers.

"WALT! WALT!" Vic screamed, willing him to come out of the water and answer her. She could feel the water moving and muffled noises from beneath the ice.

"WALT!" Vic crawled closer to the hole and noticed the gun lying on the ice in front of her, she grabbed for it and it slipped out of her hand, she could barely grip the strap and pull it towards her, but she did it.

Vic could still her voices coming from the buildings, but she didn't care what was happening. There was thrashing and hands coming up through the surface of the water, Vic held the gun and lowered the barrel into the water hoping Walt could reach it. Suddenly she felt someone grab it, pulling to the surface, the face of Smitty broke the surface. "NO!" Vic pulled herself into grasp the trigger and pulled, sending 4 rounds into Smitty's chest. He slumped and fell beneath the surface.

"WALT!" Vic could barely speak any longer, tears streaming down her face, practically frozen to the ice of the reservoir.

"Vic!" Ferg's voice came from behind her, Henry was with him coming towards the edge of the ice.

"Walt, he's under the water!" Ferg and Henry knew to get low and spread out their weight, they came towards the break in the ice from both sides.

"HURRY!...WALT!"

Vic was startled by a banging on the ice beneath her, and then his hand popped up out of the water. "Ferg! grab him, grab him!"
Ferg and Henry had made it to the hole, Ferg grabbed his hand, Henry reached into the frigid water and grabbed a handful of Walt's coat and what seemed like an eternity was only about 90 seconds, but it could have killed him. Henry and Ferg hauled Walt out of the water, and he lie motionless on his stomach on the ice.

Vic scratched her way over to him as Henry pulled him away from the opening in the ice, Ferg rolled him over onto his back, Vic reached him and hovered over his face. She had enough adrenaline to reach for his face and lean down to whisper in his ear, "Walt, please, Walt, breathe"
Henry moved in and started to give CPR, Vic leaned back and raised her head to the skies. The moon was low in the sky and the morning sun was starting to lighten the far away foothills. Vic closed her eyes as they stung, her arm was numb and her body was way past shock, the only thing keeping her breathing right now was the adrenaline and shear will to stay alive until she knew Walt was ok.

Walt started to cough and spit out water from his lungs, he rolled to his side as Vic opened her eyes and got down beside him to look into his eyes.

He tried hard to focus on her "hey" she could barely hear him.

"hey" Vic smiled
"you ok?"
"never better"