Jason grinned at Greg as he rested the tip of the five inch long knife on his lower rib, contemplating for a second before he added a little pressure, all the while watching the pain and fear grip his prey's face. In one slow sweeping motion he cut a half cresent shape from rib to hip, he could feel the Lab Tech shudder through the blade of the knife.

This only made him more malicious and he grinned broadly at Greg's tear stained face as he made another small incision on the other side of his body, this time carving a small star into the soft outer flesh.

"I seem to have lost my touch" he told Stan "been out of practice for too long"

"Well there's no time like the present" his brother looked over Greg's shoulder at him "time to sharpen up our skills huh?" he bit painfully into Greg's neck, causing him to moan in pain

Jason set the knife further up on his third assault, carving an artistic G deep into the bone of Greg's sternum "Something to remember us by" he said adding a little love heart beside it.

This time he couldn't help it, with what strength of him that was left and forgetting about the gag in his mouth he screamed, surprised when the sound seemed to echo through the plane behind him. Suddenly he tasted sand, and everything went black.

Nick and Dani heard Catherine scream from their place over the bodies 60 feet away, Dani had just removed the last pack from the armed bodies and was about to begin removing the legstraps that held the semi-automatic pistols to the thighs of their user. Nick on the other hand stacked the packs neatly on another taraulin to avoid getting them sand ridden. He turned and momentarily froze when he realised what was happening to one of the only freinds he had left.

Dani thought quick and tossed Sara's pistol over to Nick, who was jerked out of sock when the cold metal landed in his hands. He began to run towards Greg, seconds later he felt something fly past his neck. In a haze he saw the guy with a tank top fall, Greg fell with him, in slow motion he saw his mate fall, Jason turned in shock just as Nick felt something graze the side of his neck. A split second later he had joined his brother on the bloodstained sand.

Dani swore inwardly at herself, grabbed the medical supply pack and sprinted back towards the plane, catching Nick as he stumbled and fell, and dragging him over to the other three bodies.

"Get Dr. Grissom!" she yelled at the business man, he didn't move "NOW!" her roar echoed around the tropical rainforrest and caused the birds nestling in the closest tree to take to the skies in fright. The young man merely nodded and ducked back into the plane "You!" she yelled to Catherine, then lowered her voice at the terrified look she'd received "I'll need you help."

Catherine gathered what was left of her frayed and tormented wits and knelt down next to Nick. Dani's second bullet had grazed his neck and he didn't look too bad, nothing a few stitches couldn't fix. Dani handed her a box of butterfly stitches and she set to work closing the wound.

Meanwhile Dani had rolled Greg over and removed the gag, she checked his airways and had to remove a tooth that had been knocked out by the rebels. Working as fast as she could she removed his shirt and used it to stem the flow of blood. She was no expert, but she was certain that his jaw, and possibly even his nose were badly broken, bruises were starting to show all over his torso and the G that had been carved into his bone through the skin was bleeding profously.

Grissom and Sara couldn't have arrived sooner, Dani had just given Greg a boost of morphine to help him with the pain he was about to endure. No questions were asked as Grissom and the captain descended upon them. It only took a few seconds for them to take in the scene, but Grissom began to bark rapidfire orders at everyone

"right, get him back onto the plane, I can't work out here, get that first aid kit into the plane as well, I need all the bandages you can find" Dani stood back and watched as Lt. Gray and the businessman gently lifted Greg through the emergancy hatch "how much did you give him?" Grissom asked her

"Wh-what?" she stuttered, being jerked unpleasently out of her thoughts and back to reality

"How much morphine?" Grissom repeated irritatedly

"uh, three CC's" she told him as he rushed past

"Occupy her" Grissom told Sara as she went to follow him back into the plane

Nick sat back up when the hatch slammed shut to keep them out, Catherine clucked like a mother hen at his sudden movement and they spent thirty seconds in the familiar unbroken silence

"Where'd you learn to shoot like that?" Nick finally managed to ask Dani "they were at least sixty feet away, and you got 'em both on the first shot" she could have been mistaken but it sounded like Nick was in awe of a girl that had killed three people in the space of about two and a half hours

"Sorry 'bout your neck" she told him turning away "you moved at the last minute, shoulda seen it coming" Sara was the only one who could see the girls jaw grinding as she controlled the inevitable flow of tears.

"Hey, no problem" Nick stood "you just saved the life of one of my best freinds, and we're all still alive after all we've been through today" he ran his fingers along his fresh wound, savouring it as if it were a souveneir "Hey what's up?"

Dani had finally lost control, her shoulders slumped and she began to walk back towards the dead bodies as if she meant to finnish her task, Sara gave Nick and Cath a help-I-don't-know-what-to-do look and followed her closely.

They followed the girl to the final three bodies on the row of fourteen and knelt beside her as they began wordlessly stripping them of any valuable items. Dani glanced down at her clothing, stained with dry blood and wet tears. She contemplated for a moment before stripping off her shirt and replacing it with one that she'd taken from a female officer. It was grey with AIR stamped accross it in big bold black letters, she gently slipped off the camo-pants and shirt and shucked them on too, covering the body with her own clothes.

"Thanks mum" she whispered as she removed the silver dog-tags from around the womans neck and kissing her on the forhead, leaving bloodstained handprints on her mothers cheeks. It was only then that Sara recognised the name over the top of the right breast pocket "O'Grady?" the words were barely a whisper spoken from her lips, but Dani turned around at the sound

"My mother, Josephine" she indicated the bodies as she went "my father, Darryl they got divorced, my older brother, Jeremy" the tears threatened to spill again and Sara felt a deep empathy toward the child "and my step brother, Jerry" she touched each of the bodies fondly as if reliving memories, and Sara was close to tears herself as she remembered the freindly cabin boy "they were just finnishing their active duty in the U.S. we were supposed to be on a holiday, Jerry just finnished college and he was gonna join us as a surprise to my parents"

With a sniff and a shake of her head she went back to her task, attaching her mothers 9mm pistol to her thigh and beginning to remove the clothing off her father.

"You don't have to do this" Nick told her gently

"Who the fuck else is going to do it?" Dani retorted rudely, furiously wiping her face dry with the back of her hand and lowering her voice "Dave hasn't got the guts to do it, just cos he was having an affair with his boss' friggin daughter." she laughed hysterically and pointed "that's her over there! the one with a hole in the side of her head"

Sara exchanged a look with Catherine and put the tapauling back over the bodies, Catherine lead her back to the plane as Sara and Nick occupied themselves by moving the two extra bodies over to the others, Dani picked up the knife soaked in Greg's blood and dried it on one of the shirts Grissom had dropped in his haste to get Greg back onto the plane.

They sat as a group of four, just outside the hatch after scattering sand over the bloodstains to make it look like nothing had happened.

Half an hour later the leutennant and the businessman emerged, looking relieved, immediately the other four were over them like a rash.

"He's fine, Dr. Grissoms just finishing off a few stitches, we'll have to make a streacher to take him to shelter" the Lt. held up a hand "he's pretty beaten, but he'll live"

"We have to find a shelter first" Dani told him, in the events that had taken place since the crash they's all forgotten about a place to sleep

Her statement was met with silence as what she'd said dawned on all of them, finaly the businessman spoke...

TBC? should I continue? or not bother anymore????

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