Diego opened his eyes and started looking around drearily. He saw Emera sitting a few feet away. Her knees were brought up to her chest, her arms wrapped around her legs, and she seemed to be rocking herself. "Emera, are you alright?" Diego asked. "Yeah…yeah. I'm ok." Emera replied quietly, not looking up. "Did they hurt you?" He asked. "No." Emera replied after a moment or silence. Diego looked around again, hoping to see Bernardo. All he saw was a dead man lying on the road, a pistol a few inches away. "Emera, where's Bernardo?" He asked. "The…they took him." Emera replied. "What?" Diego asked, bewildered. "They took him, Diego!" Emera shouted. "See that man, over there?" Emera pointed to the dead man in the road, "I killed him! They were going to hurt me, then kill us all. That man tried to grab me, but I snatched his pistol and shot him! Then, they all got really mad. They took Bernardo at gun point, saying something like Bernardo's blood would account for that mans, or something like that…I don't know…I don't remember…" She indicated the dead man again. "I guess they were afraid of me or something, because they rushed away. They're going to kill Bernardo, Diego!" By then, Emera was choking back the tears, "They killed him!" She said in a hushed voice, looking at Diego. Diego sat in a stunned silence. Bernardo? Dead? Diego knew it couldn't be. He stood up and helped Emera up. "Come on, we need to find them. We can still save Bernardo." Diego said. "No..it's too late." Emera said, sadly. Diego shook his head. "No, we can find him. We have to." He said. "How? If we do find them it will be too late! It would take forever to find them out here!" Emera said, sweeping her arm around for emphasis. "Besides, if we do find them and Bernardo is still alive, those merciless pigs will kill him right in front of us, before turning their guns on us!" Emera wiped her eyes and sighed, shaking her head. "No, I just can't do it Diego. I'm sorry." Emera hung her head. Diego could tell Emera was becoming hysterical. "Si, you're right. Let's get home. We can try to work it out for ourselves, and I'll send someone to tell Sergeant Garcia." Diego said. Emera only nodded. Diego had already decided that Zorro would ride that night.