Title: The Hopeful Rescue
Summary: There are a lot of things a person would do to save their child
A/N: Thank you so much for the reviews!! I love them!!! P.S- the next chapter will be an Authors Note, to help explain
some things ;) Enjoy!!
" Scott, you've got to be insane, you can't go on the rapids" Shelby automatically objected to
Scott's plan. He had just ran out of the trailer, with the note. Peter also thought he had lost his mind.
" We don't know how serious the note is".
" I'm not going to risk it!" he told them.
Shelby read the note, grabbing it from him, " this doesn't match the handwriting of the last one, does it?".
Peter read the note. " No, it's not Elaine's, it looks so familar, but that's why I have to go" Scott
answered.
" Scott, there's a very good search and rescue team not that far away" Peter offered, knowing there
wasn't a chance it was going to work.
Scott was eager to fight back, " this is the only country when a pizza could get to your house faster than
an ambulance. I've already wasted enoug time ehre, I'm going".
He was out of the driveay before Peter or Shelby could try and stop him. There was no possiblity of that.
In less than fifteen minutes, Scott made it to Horizon, found a kayak set, and launched it into the
water. He was moving so quickly, that the fact of no helmet or lifejacket never crossed his mind. He remembered the fast
strokes well enough. Except now, he was not worried about being
caught, or what would happen if he came back to Horizon. The rapids were not far downriver, at all, the bend in the woods
is what hid them. Seemed a lot further at night.
As the rushing water beating at the boulders covered his view, he slowed down, dragging the paddle
tip against the surface. No one was in sight.
' What if I'm too late?' he thought, but knew not to think that way. " Morgan!" he was becoming
well adjusted to that name. " Morgan!" he called again, slowly loosing hope. There was a scream, a high pitched, though
far away scream.
A wreck, Scot looked in every direction, hearing the scream again. On a right angel, he caught the
gaze of something navy blue, it definatly clashed in the water. He recognized the t-shirt, the same one Morgan had been
wearing all day. It was her, stranded on a rock, being hit with waves of water every second. She was screaming. Scott
couldn't quiet understand her, but she knew he was there, and she was struggling to get away.
" Morgan, don't move!".
Even in May, the water was still cold, bitting at Scott's skin after diving out of the kayak, once again,
not noticing. The current carried him downstream easily, he would have one chance and only one to grab the rock right next
to her. H e knew the odds were good, the destination was in arms length. An undertow caught his foot, dragging him under,
making it too late. The pull was strong, and his breath could no longer hold out. He dug his fingertips into the rock,
trying to get a stronger hold. Morgan grabbed his hand that was above the surface.
" Scott!" above the rushing water, she could hear the other screams. It was Shelby, on land,
watching them from a far. She saw Morgan, holding something. But she couldn't see Scott, he was still under the water...
~ HA! A short chapter I have brought. And if those arent annoiyng enough, a cliffhanger as well. Scott's drowning, and
Morgan is still stranded. Who's going to survive? And there's still the matter of how Morgan got there in the first place.
Summary: There are a lot of things a person would do to save their child
A/N: Thank you so much for the reviews!! I love them!!! P.S- the next chapter will be an Authors Note, to help explain
some things ;) Enjoy!!
" Scott, you've got to be insane, you can't go on the rapids" Shelby automatically objected to
Scott's plan. He had just ran out of the trailer, with the note. Peter also thought he had lost his mind.
" We don't know how serious the note is".
" I'm not going to risk it!" he told them.
Shelby read the note, grabbing it from him, " this doesn't match the handwriting of the last one, does it?".
Peter read the note. " No, it's not Elaine's, it looks so familar, but that's why I have to go" Scott
answered.
" Scott, there's a very good search and rescue team not that far away" Peter offered, knowing there
wasn't a chance it was going to work.
Scott was eager to fight back, " this is the only country when a pizza could get to your house faster than
an ambulance. I've already wasted enoug time ehre, I'm going".
He was out of the driveay before Peter or Shelby could try and stop him. There was no possiblity of that.
In less than fifteen minutes, Scott made it to Horizon, found a kayak set, and launched it into the
water. He was moving so quickly, that the fact of no helmet or lifejacket never crossed his mind. He remembered the fast
strokes well enough. Except now, he was not worried about being
caught, or what would happen if he came back to Horizon. The rapids were not far downriver, at all, the bend in the woods
is what hid them. Seemed a lot further at night.
As the rushing water beating at the boulders covered his view, he slowed down, dragging the paddle
tip against the surface. No one was in sight.
' What if I'm too late?' he thought, but knew not to think that way. " Morgan!" he was becoming
well adjusted to that name. " Morgan!" he called again, slowly loosing hope. There was a scream, a high pitched, though
far away scream.
A wreck, Scot looked in every direction, hearing the scream again. On a right angel, he caught the
gaze of something navy blue, it definatly clashed in the water. He recognized the t-shirt, the same one Morgan had been
wearing all day. It was her, stranded on a rock, being hit with waves of water every second. She was screaming. Scott
couldn't quiet understand her, but she knew he was there, and she was struggling to get away.
" Morgan, don't move!".
Even in May, the water was still cold, bitting at Scott's skin after diving out of the kayak, once again,
not noticing. The current carried him downstream easily, he would have one chance and only one to grab the rock right next
to her. H e knew the odds were good, the destination was in arms length. An undertow caught his foot, dragging him under,
making it too late. The pull was strong, and his breath could no longer hold out. He dug his fingertips into the rock,
trying to get a stronger hold. Morgan grabbed his hand that was above the surface.
" Scott!" above the rushing water, she could hear the other screams. It was Shelby, on land,
watching them from a far. She saw Morgan, holding something. But she couldn't see Scott, he was still under the water...
~ HA! A short chapter I have brought. And if those arent annoiyng enough, a cliffhanger as well. Scott's drowning, and
Morgan is still stranded. Who's going to survive? And there's still the matter of how Morgan got there in the first place.
