Calla, nose in the air, sniffed around as they began walking through the forest.

"Anything?" Leo asked, looking at her concentrated expression.

"There's something faint…fuel..." Her eyes lit up and she focused in one direction. "Plane fuel!" Calla darted off, with everyone following her as quickly as possible.

They all soon reached the abandoned aircraft, smoke still rising as it sat atop a few broken trees.

"This is the plane we saw by the docks!" exclaimed Cori, quickly going inside.

They searched the small plane, but found no sign of Salina, or her captor.

Calla looked around. "They're on foot, they couldn't have gone far."

Donny observed the plane. "This couldn't have been here for more than a day." He looked around, then down at the machine he was holding. "Travel to the lab from here is still about two days." He closed the machine. "We have to keep moving."

Calla sniffed the air. "I smell…blood…"

Shelley gasped. "Is it…"

Calla shook her head. "I can't tell whose blood it is…just that it's blood." She walked forward a little way's until she stopped and looked down. She gingerly picked up a stick and held it up. The tip was somewhat sharp, and covered in blood; blood with a greenish tint.

The rest of the crew stopped and stared at it for a moment.

"Could it…"

"Like Donny said..." Calla cut Cori off. "…we have to keep moving." she said resolutely, dropping the stick and continuing to smell the air.

Mr. Bristol tugged and pulled Salina along. "Come on!" he said impatiently, pulling her by some rope he tied around one of her arms.

Salina took a deep breath, wrists still cuffed behind her back, she winced slightly, as with each step she felt the pain of the stick that was forcefully jabbed into her side. Having already walked almost a full day's journey after only brief rest the night before, and nothing to eat since her capture, she collapsed onto her knees.

Mr. Bristol let out an exasperated sigh, suddenly stopping, and turned to look back at Salina. "I didn't say we could stop." His voice low, laced with anger.

Salina glared back at him. "But my legs did."

Mr. Bristol glared back at her for a moment, before looking around briefly.

Salina wiggled her wrists slightly, feeling them start to numb again from the tight cuffs.

Mr. Bristol held up his cell phone, and cursed briefly to himself as he saw his signal was still too low to make any kind of phone call.

The pilot with them held a rifle that was strapped across his back. He looked around briefly before looking back at Mr. Bristol. "We've still got another day until we reach sir."

Mr. Bristol nodded. "I know." He wiped some sweat, and a random insect from his brow. He sighed deeply, then looked down at Salina who was now sitting on the ground, leaning to the side slightly, still in pain. "Don't get too comfortable. You've got an hour." He crouched down in front of her. "Remember, I don't need you alive."

Salina smirked slightly. "For now, yes you do. I'm heavier than the average female." She gestured towards him. "You'd buckle under my weight before you even reach the next tree."

Mr. Bristol chuckled briefly before he suddenly grabbed her neck.

Salina gasped slightly, feeling her air cut off.

"I would watch my tone if I were you." He grinned slightly. "I'll wait until your friends show up…and I know they will, and finish them off, one by one, right in front of you."

Salina just glared at him, struggling not to lose consciousness due to hunger, pain, and now, lack of air.

Mr. Bristol then just as suddenly let her go, and stood up.

Salina gasped for air, coughing a bit.

Mr. Bristol began to walk away, then stopped to partially look back at her. "And just so you know, if I needed to carry you, I'd find a way." He then walked past the pilot, who was now sitting. "I have to visit the little boys' room." He gestured towards Salina. "Keep an eye on her."

The pilot nodded, bringing his rifle around to the front of him. "Don't try anything." He warned.

Salina glared at him for a moment, before rolling her eyes and turning away. "Whatever…"

Several hours later, Leo looked up into the trees as they rustled. "Anything?"

Calla's voice came a few moments later. "Not yet."

Leo sighed deeply, then briefly got an irritated look as he heard a small shriek for probably the hundredth time. "Might as well announce our arrival Shelley."

"She's trying bro. Leave 'er be." Mikey defended, as Shelley, arms tucked close to her body, tried not to react to the spider webs she walked through, and flying insects that occasionally hit her face. "It's ok, there's a lot of stuff out here." Finding her in the dark, he wrapped an arm around her. "I got you."

Shelley smiled slightly, leaning into Mikey.

Cori waved a web from in front of her face. "It's so dark, I can't see crap. I dunno how Calla does it."

"She's high up, closer to the moonlight. Her eyes don't need much light." Donny explained. He flexed his arm a bit, making sure Rita's was still there, wrapped around his. "Are you ok?" he asked, hearing her briefly use her inhaler.

"Yeah." She sighed deeply. "I might need a break soon."

"Just tell me whe…"

"Hey!" Calla said in a subdued shout. "There's a campfire up ahead."

Everyone suddenly stopped.

"Where?" asked Leo.

Calla shook the tree she was in a little more. "Follow me. I'm gonna get us close."

"Everyone keep it down. Especially you Shelley..." Leo couldn't gesture towards her in the dark. "Wherever you are…"

A/N: No, I did not abandon this story folks! Just been doing a lot of work in the house and other random things. But I'm seeing this through to the finish