Geoff ran as fast as he could while carrying the weight of two other people. His mind was racing, trying to catch up to the absolute horror he had just witnessed. Heather had betrayed them, and unlike Trent's stunt during the second war, she was actually serious about her betrayal. Geoff could not believe what had just happened, Ezekiel was dead and Bridgette was barely clinging to life. How had this happened, what had driven Heather to such extremes? Geoff had no answers, but it did not matter now. All that mattered now was assuring Bridgette didn't join Zeke and Courtney.
Geoff arrived at the hospital and burst inside, not bothering to answer the questions thrown at him by the people outside. As soon as he was inside he was met by several nurses and security personnel. The nurses took Bridgette from him, assuring him that she would be taken care of. Another couple of nurses took Zeke's body, hauling him down to the morgue. Geoff went with the security people, who took him to a small room in the basement of the hospital. Once they were inside, one security guard forced Geoff into a chair, while the other moved to the other side of the room. The second guard sat and stared at Geoff intently before asking, "What happened? Tell us everything."
Geoff stared at the guard a moment before telling him everything that had happened since Ezekiel had called him. The guards listened in silence, waiting for Geoff to finish before speaking.
"Well, that sounds like quite an adventure." the seated guard said, his voice thick with disbelief. He stared at Geoff, suspicion evident in his eyes.
"It's all true." Geoff shouted. "I swear to you it's all true."
"Alright, alright, there's no need to shout." the standing guard said, placing a hand on Geoff's shoulder. "The woman you brought in, she's your wife correct?"
"Yes." Geoff replied, his voice calmer than before. "Can I go see her?"
"She's in surgery at the moment, but I see no reason why you need to stay here." the standing guard replied. He looked at the other guard, who nodded reluctantly. He and Geoff stood and the guards led Geoff back upstairs where they found the other campers waiting. Geoff was not surprised to see them there, he figured one of the nurses would call the hotel. His eyes met Duncan's and he nodded, confirming what Duncan was thinking.
Geoff looked at the guards who nodded and walked over to the others, the tears beginning to fall as he did. D.J. stepped forward and placed a hand on Geoff's shoulder, before pulling him into a hug. The others closed ranks around them and for a moment no one moved. Then Duncan broke the silence. "Come on." he whispered. "Let's go outside so we can talk about this." Silently the others agreed and they headed outside.
Once there, Duncan turned to Geoff, his expression serious. "What happened?" he asked, his tone intense, but not angry.
"Zeke figured out the truth." Geoff said. He spoke barely above a whisper, but in the absolute silence it sounded like a scream. "Somehow he figured out it was Heather who killed Courtney and when he did he called me and Bridge. We went to his room, he told us what he knew and we went to confront Heather. She tried to deny it, danced around the subject but I could tell it was her. I guess she sensed that, because she pulled a gun on us. The next thing I knew Zeke's lying on the ground with a bullet in his head and I'm diving for a weapon. Bridge tried to run but Heather shot her too. I managed to take her down and then I grabbed Zeke and Bridge and got the fuck out of there." He fell silent and for a moment no one spoke.
"So it's true, Ezekiel is dead?" Eva asked, breaking the silence.
"Yes." said Geoff, without looking at her. "He was so adamant about confronting Heather and I didn't believe him. I didn't think she was dangerous and now Zeke is-" He stopped, his emotions getting the better of him.
"Geoff, this is not your fault." Gwen said, staring at him. "None of us knew Heather was the killer. You went with your gut and so did Zeke. You had no way of knowing she was going to pull a gun on you."
"That doesn't change the fact that Zeke is dead." Geoff muttered glumly.
"No, it doesn't." said Chef. "But Gwen is right, it's not your fault. Zeke made a choice and it cost him, but he knew the risks, just as we all do. This is a lesson you should have learned by now. Life is a series of choices and all we can do is make them and see where they lead." To someone listening to the conversation from the outside, Chef's words may have seemed harsh, but the campers knew he was right. Zeke had made his choice, and though it sounded as if Chef didn't care, the others knew he did. Chef simply had his own way showing sorrow and no one could blame him for that. Still, there was an obvious tension amongst the campers following Chef's words and for a moment no one seemed to be able to respond.
Finally Trent worked up the courage to speak. "Did anyone else know Heather had betrayed us?" he asked, glancing around the group.
"No, but I had a hunch." said Chef. "She had been acting weird ever since Courtney was killed and I thought maybe there was a chance, but I wasn't sure."
"I also thought she was acting strangely, but I didn't connect it to Courtney's murder." said Izzy. "Now that I think about it though, it does make sense."
"I have a question." said Chris, looking at Geoff. "If Zeke knew it was Heather, why did he call you and Bridgette and not Duncan?"
"He wanted to make absolutely certain his hunch was correct first." Geoff replied. "He didn't want to go to Duncan without some kind of proof because he was worried Duncan would kill her and then it would turn out it wasn't her."
"It was a logical choice on his part." Duncan admitted. "Because he was right, I would have gone after her and slit her throat."
At that moment a nurse came out and motioned to them. They turned to hear what she had to say, hopeful that her news was good.
"Ms. Martin is out of surgery." the nurse said, a smile on her face. "She will make a full recovery, though she will need to stay here for a few days." She nodded and headed back into the hospital. After a moment the campers followed her and she lead them to Bridgette's room.
They walked in to find Bridgette awake. She smiled at them as they entered, saving her biggest grin for Geoff. But her smiles did not last long as she remembered the reason she was here. Tears sprang to her eyes as the thought of Ezekiel's body lying cold and motionless passed through her mind. Though she knew what she had seen in the ally, Bridgette's mind rejected it, it could not be true, Heather could not be their enemy. But as Bridgette looked at her friends, she knew it was true, Heather had betrayed them and Ezekiel was gone. Geoff sat on the side of her bed, taking her hands in his as a sign of comfort. He looked at Duncan, who nodded, knowing what Geoff wanted.
Duncan moved where everyone could see him and spoke, his voice echoing strangely in the silence of the small room.
"You all know what happened to this family today so I will not run through the details." he said. "All that matters is we lost two of our number today, one to death and one to her own selfish desires. These actions have changed this family forever and there is nothing to do now but move forward. I want you all to know that Courtney and Zeke's death's will not be in vain. Heather will pay for what she has done, she will know what happens when you betray our family. For every action there is a reaction, a repercussion for the actions that have been made. Ours will be swift and just and at the end of this, the world will know what happens when you face our family."