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Chapter Twenty-Five.

My body remained still, my fingers sinking deeper into the dirt as a cloud of white air escaped me with every exhale – my eyes locked onto the gun aimed at my head.

"Why do you keep fighting? It was starting to go so well." He sighed in disappointment as he clutched at his side, it seemed that he'd burnt the wound to cauterize it and prevent more blood loss. I'm starting to think that I may have missed some vital organs in my attempt of escape – just my bloody luck.

"You can't force someone into loving you..." I breathed, my body shivering with the cold. "You don't get to pick someone out of a crowd and tell yourself that they are yours to keep. I'm not a stuffed bear on a shelf in some store, I'm a human being."

He rolled his eyes and leaned down to grab my arm, I couldn't go back to that house – if I did then it would go two ways; he'd kill us both or he'd lock me in that basement and I'd never escape again.

"Please, just let me go!" I screamed at him and took this opportunity to kick out my foot – using any strength I had left and knocking out his knee before leaping forward and shoving him back. He stumbled back, crying out as I got to my feet and ran straight past him. Tears were streaming down my face as every step I took made my whole body burn in agony – this was going to be the final battle between us and I prayed that it ended one way... Him dead.

"This is the man we are looking for, he is incredibly dangerous and should not be approached if seen. Please if you have any information, please contact the tip line shown on your screens below. Thank you for your time."

JJ stepped away from the crowd of reporters surrounding her in front of the station, stepping back into the lobby and away from the noise.

"Someone must know this guy, Garcia is currently looking over CCTV of the last places the women were seen before they disappeared. Now we know what the guy looks like it gives us a fighting chance on finding him." Morgan said, his arms crossed over his chest.

"Let's just hope someone calls in soon, Reid's not sure how much time Clara has left." JJ added, Hotch looking down at her – his face showing concern.

"We just have to hope that Davis has enough strength to fight. We know what his previous victims went through, we have to be realistic because we all know that he's going to be much worse now he has what he wants." Hotch spoke, his hand raising to pinch the bridge of his nose.

"So what now? We just wait?" Prentiss asked, her tone showing her impatience.

"There's nothing else we can do." Rossi replied, looking back to the crowd of reporters. "We just have to hope that we get some information soon."

I pushed through a large bush, the twigs scrapping against my skin as I stumbled onto the road. "This has to end..." I breathed, trying to catch my breath. I don't know how much longer I can keep running, my legs were struggling to keep me standing and my head feels like it's going to explode – the throbbing won't ease off and all I could hear right now was the rushing river opposite me and slight ringing in my ears.

As I stood there getting control of my breathing, I saw in the distance a beam of light which flashed past quickly, I narrowed my eyes as another passed and I came to the realization of what they were. "The road..." My hope for getting out alive began to build and I forced myself to move forward, my legs feeling as if they were dragging fifty-kilogram weights which were tied to my ankles. I kept moving until I saw a shadow move to my left, Christian bursting out of the cover of the trees and tackling me to the ground.

"You aren't leaving! I decide when you do!"

We both tumbled back into the forest and down a small slope – crashing into the rushing and absolutely freezing water which came way above my head. His hands still clung to me and I pushed him away, coming up for breath as we were dragged further and further away from the road. I screamed as my hips crashed against some rocks, my body turning around and around in the water as I gasped for breath.

"Clara!" I heard him shout, water filling my ears as I was dragged underneath the surface again. I held my breath and remembered to try and relax, let the water take me where it wanted me to go. Thankfully it settled slightly and I swam up, my head breaking the surface as I took in a long deep breath. My body was completely numb now and I began to forget about most of the pain as my eyes searched my surroundings – searching for Christian. I hoped that he got dragged underneath and drowned but so far luck wasn't on my side so I'm not relaxing just yet. I moved my arms and legs and swam to the river bank, crawling up of the muddy edge and onto the harder rocky ground.

"Shit..." I breathed, my arms giving out as I dropped onto my stomach – my lungs still burning and my body so cold I'm no longer shivering. I groaned, fighting to stay awake as I rolled onto my back – my eyes widening to see Christian standing over me.

"You're..."

He interrupted me as he lunged and grabbed my throat, cutting off my airway as his face burned with anger. "We can't work like this." He hissed and I frantically searched for something on the ground to use as a weapon. "This is the end for us my love..."

My vision started to darken and my hand grabbed something solid, I wrapped my fingers round it and swung – hitting him in the temple and knocking him off. I gasped again as the oxygen I so desperately needed filled up my lungs again, my vision beginning to focus again.

"No..." I coughed, gripping the rock and looking at him fight to sit himself up. "This is the end for you." I hit him in the head again and again, blood splattering over me as I refused to stop. "You bastard! You fucking bastard!" The rock dropped from my hand as I moved to sit beside his now dead body, his head caved in. "Survive that..." I let out several deep breaths before I got to my feet, my body swaying as the past few days took it's toll. I began to walk back into the forest – hoping that I would come across someone who could help me, hikers or rangers maybe... I couldn't give up, not yet.

I don't know how long I've been walking for, the sun was rising on the horizon now and it cast soft candy pinks and peach tones across the sky, it was beautiful. I smiled at the sky and my legs finally gave in – my body dropping onto the cold dirt floor.

I tried.

I laid there, looking up at the sky as I drifted in and out of focus, my body bruised and broken. I didn't feel any pain anymore, if this was how I died then I'd accept it – I couldn't go on anymore, my body had had enough. I shut my eyes as I fought to keep conscious, listening to the sounds of the birds chirping in the nests above me. It was going to be a beautiful day.

"Jesus! David get your ass over here!"

"What you yelling abou-…. Holy shit..."

I was drifting further and further away, I didn't really know what happened after that – I heard footsteps coming toward me and then nothing, I passed out.