"Martha!" Jack called out in a panicked voice. "MARTHA". Jack ran to the edge and looked into the dark water trying to find her.
"Jack," he heard her call out. It was dark, so he couldn't see her. He heard a whimper coming from just up a bit further. He spotted her treading water and trying to keep her head above the waves.
"Martha, grab my hand," he said while holding his arm out to her. As soon as she grabbed hold of him he pulled her up out of the water. She fell into his arms crying.
"It's okay, I've got you," he soothed while holding her tightly to his chest.
"It's so cold," she whispered to him. Jack could feel her shivering.
He removed his arms from around from her and cupped her face in his hands. "Are you okay? Are you hurt?" he asked her.
"My head hurts. I hit it on something when I fell," she replied. He removed his hands from her face and saw a small cut above her eyebrow, with a bit of blood trickling down the side of her face.
"Let's get you back inside so that Flynn can take a look at that cut," Jack told her.
He pulled her up onto her feet and wrapped an arm around her waist so he could help her walk. "Come on let's go," he said.
Flynn looked around the room trying to spot Martha or Jack.
"Beth, have you seen Martha and Jack anywhere?" he asked.
Beth looked up. "They're around here somewhere, they were talking before. Maybe they went somewhere a bit more private," Beth replied.
"Oh, okay. I just wanted to let them know that we're getting ready to head back out," Flynn told her.
"Good Martha will be happy with th…," Beth started but was cut off by a gasp from Tasha.
"Oh my god, Martha. What happened?" she asked.
Flynn spun around to see Jack and Martha walking towards him. Jack was helping Martha and they were both soaking wet. They had obviously been outside. Flynn then noticed that Martha was bleeding from her head.
"What happened?" he asked them. Jack sat Martha down and looked at Flynn. "She slipped and hit her head," Jack told him.
"Did she lose consciousness at all?" Flynn asked while looking at the cut. "No," Jack replied.
Colleen then came rushing over with some blankets. She wrapped one tightly around Martha. She looked up at Colleen, "thanks Colleen," Martha said. "That's what I'm here for Pet," Colleen smiled at her.
"Here you go Jack. Warm your self up," Colleen said while placing the other blanket around Jack's shoulders. "Thank you," he smiled down at the small women.
"Well, the cuts not too deep. A butterfly stitch should do it. Cassie, could you pass me my bag please? I should have some in there," Flynn said.
"Martha, once I've cleaned this cut up, I want you to go home and get some rest," Flynn told her.
Martha looked up at him. "No. I don't need rest. I want to stay here," she said to him.
"Look, we're about to start the search again; I will call you when we find them. But right now, I want you to go home. Have something to eat and get some sleep," Flynn told her sternly. Martha gave in. "Fine," she said.
Flynn whipped around to face Jack. "Same goes for you mate. You only just got out of hospital yesterday so you should still be resting," he said.
Jack didn't argue. "Okay," he replied.
Martha was getting ready to go home and she was giving Tasha and Robbie a hug goodbye. "Rob, bring my family home ok," Martha asked. "I promise," he replied.
Martha put her jacket on and walked to the door; Jack was waiting there.
"Hey," she said. "I thought you'd already left," she asked.
"I was waiting for you," he told her. "Why?" she asked him.
"Because I'm going to stay with you at your place," he stated, surprising Martha.
Martha laughed. "Excuse me," she said.
"Somebody needs to make sure you don't do a runner. You've already tried to sneak out once tonight, who's to say you won't try again," he answered.
"I don't need a babysitter Jack," she huffed looking away from him.
Jack sighed. "Yeah, well I'm not taking any chances".
"Fine. Whatever," Martha said shaking her head. Deep down, she was glad that Jack would be staying with her. She didn't want to be alone.
"Good. Anyways there is actually something else that I want to talk to you about," Jack replied.
Martha was curious as to what he wanted to talk about, but she didn't push it.
"I need to stop at my car on the way. There should be some dry clothes in there that I can put on," Jack said as he walked out the door.
Tonight's going to be very interesting, Martha thought to herself as she followed him out side.