Beauty Within the Darkness

by BelleReigns25

Roman Reigns has screwed over his team and got them thrown in prison and now they are on their way back across the ocean on a plane full of dangerous criminals. But the plane crashes from the sky, landing them all near an island in the middle of nowhere. Can he survive with no one but his buddy Dean as an ally and protect the sweet prison doctor(OC) who he's falling hard for? AU

16. Just You

"Roman!" she screamed out and I just after I saw her burst to the surface and reaching for me as I slammed my shoulder in the steel door again. I heard another loud groan of the metal, like something was shifting.

I dove for her and pulled her to me, keeping her close and she had Becky gasping for breath in her arms too. I looked back at Randy and nodded, ready to go again and slammed our shoulders on the door another time.

Damn it, it had to move...

Throwing both of our weights at the door at the same time, one more time as hard as I could, even Sara helped by pushing too. We all fought against the heaviness of the water and finally the door flew back, almost off its hinges and we tumbled with the rushing water into the first-class cabin.

I shook my head back and forth, flipping my hair back from my face and watching for her. This time I knew right where she was as we fell through the doorway, and I grabbed quickly for her hand and wrapped my arms around her waist.

Pulling her as fast as I could out of the chilly water we sat huddled up on a halfway upright chair and I just held her tight to help stop her shivering. She was hardly dressed warm and only wearing ripped tank top and her skirt and must be freezing in the ocean water. She clung to my neck, and I nuzzled my nose in her hair. I wish had more to warm her with and rubbed my palms up and down on her arms and legs as I held her.

"We are okay Baby," I dropped my head to hers, just breathing her in. "Oh Sara, I was so scared. I saw you go under...I can't lose you Baby girl." I was shaking too and felt her arms wrapped so tight around me too.

"You won't. I am okay too Roman. I'm right here." she soothed me too as much as I her. I smoothed a lock of her hair from her face and tucking it behind her ear. I still had the wrapped up and bloody t-shirt on my torn apart wrist that she hadn't had time to bandage yet or had the supplies too I thought before the crash and was slowly unwrapping that to offer it to her.

She shook her head at me. "No Roman you need that to stay there to keep your wound clean till I can take care of it properly. I'll be fine for now. Don't worry about me. Let's just focus on getting out of here before the plane sinks, okay?"

I nodded at her and knew that should be the priority. She was right.

Just then more movement caught my eye as I recognized Dean's wild and bright blonde hair and gasped as his body was laying on the seats just across the aisle from us further down. Water suddenly flipped him over and spun him onto his stomach and to the floor.

I stood up more, gently lifting her off my lap and waded quickly toward him and flipped him back over seeing the deathly pallor of his skin.

"Oh God, buddy," I gasped out. His uniform was plastered with blood, torn up skin showed me a bullet hole right through his chest. I lifted him up to lay him on a floating chair that had been torn from the floor.

I recoiled in shock and slowly lifted my hand from his side to put two fingers on his neck…

There was no pulse. Nothing

I let out a sob as I gathered him in my arms and cried into his neck. No, no, I didn't want to believe it. I laid my head on his chest as his body laid on the chair. My cheek was met by a sharp pointy object, and I pulled my head back. I sniffled as Sara made her way closer and I unhooked what looked like a pen from my best friends' uniform.

Holding it up, I studied it for a moment. I knew what this was! To confirm I pushed the plunger down to slide the pen into place and all the came out was some clear liquid.

It was! What the hell?! That meant...

"Sara!" I turned around and she was right there, and I saw she had found her medical bag and was she was carrying it again. My eyes were bright with hope for the first time in over an hour. "Sara, check his pulse! Please!" I demanded urgently.

Could it be? I hadn't seen them on very many missions, but I knew my buddy was the total boy scout and was always prepared for anything.

She nodded to me, placing her fingers on his neck and then sadly shook her head. But I wasn't giving up. "No Baby, do you have something stronger, a stethoscope?" She nodded to me and ripped open the bag and pulled it out right away.

I waited, my heart in my throat as I had my hands on her hips as I watched her work.

Sara spun back around to me. "It's there Roman. I can hear it! It so faint but he has a pulse!"

I let out the breath that had caught in my throat, my forehead falling to her shoulder as I heard her rip open his shirt and examine the bullet wound. There was so much blood, but the water just washed it away as she felt all over his chest. Her hand went under him too as I slowly lifted my head and felt such relief.

There was hope...he was alive.

"The bullet went right through Roman. I can't explain it but its looks like it didn't hit anything major at all. It went right between his ribs, missed his heart by a bare inch." Her fingers kept probing his skin as I watched. Had he controlled where the bullet hit him somehow too? "It didn't even puncture a lung! I don't what to tell you or how that is even possible, but it is!

I watched her grab a handful of gauze pads from her bag and press them to his wound. Then she took medical tape and taped up the gauze. Her fingers went around on his back, and I helped hold him so she could pack and tape up the wound on his back too.

"Sara, I think he purposefully used something to slow his heartbeat to make them think he was dead. This pen," I held it up to her. "Has the counter agent to bring him back from looking like he was dead."

Sara's eyes on me were full of surprise. "Do I even want to know how you know that?" she mumbled.

I shook my head slowly back and forth. "Probably not, but as soon as we get safe, I will tell you everything. No more secrets Baby girl I promise. Just like I said."

That thought sounded so good to me. Almost unreal, but so needed. It felt just so good that we were almost home free here too. The bad guys were gone it was just the plane sinking and the freaking sharks were our next problem.

I turned my focus to Randy who was rummaging back in the cockpit, and I saw him grab up his large backpack, stuffing the sat phone and the busted radio in it and zipping it back up. He ripped the first aid kit from the wall as well. Now that the water had rushed out, he could see more from all over in the small area that it wasn't flooded.

He strode closer and handed it to me. "Here, maybe there is more in there that you can use to help him," he said solemnly. I smiled and thanked him. I brought the box to Sara, and she wasted no time in pulling handfuls of the supplies into her bigger bag and zipping it back up.

"Is there any tape around, like thick packing type tape? I asked him. Randy nodded and threw a few things around in the waist deep water of the cockpit before I saw him twist open a small compartment in the floor and pull out a large toolbox. He tossed a roll of tape at me to give to Sara. She took it and started to tear piece after piece off and tightly seal Dean's wound making it near watertight.

She grabbed up my arm and wrapped the tape around my wrist and arm too and sealed the bloody shirt too. "There Roman. Just till we can get to the island, and I can wrap and treat it properly at least it will be safer in the water."

I smiled at her and nodded and gave her a quick kiss. "Thank you for thinking of me Beauty. I wasn't even thinking of that at all and just kind of focused on you or now getting us out of here."

Sara smiled back, pulled my head back to hers to capture my lips once more and I reveled in her taste again. "Well, someone needs to think of you. You are too precious, and I need to make sure nothing gets infected. You nearly ripped apart your arm because of me Roman. Don't think I will forget that."

Her eyes were hard and serious on mine. I knew it and couldn't believe how badly I fought to get free to save her. I gave her a love look back. "And I would do it all over again, if it meant saving you from anything these monsters wanting to harm you with." I kissed her again. "You are worth it" I said each word between a kiss, and she blushed and grinned up at me."

"So are you. Now focus on getting us off this plane. No more kissing," she teased, pushing me away and I laughed as I headed down the hallway. "Fine understood. Just take Dean and get Becky to help and head to the back and we will meet you there. Bring everything you need. All the meds, anything." She nodded and I winked and blew her a kiss.

I raced back down through the almost chest deep water closer to the back of the plane and grabbed the fire extinguishers off the walls beside both doors and held them in my hands and pushed back through the water.

I walked back up to Randy waving the fire extinguishers at him. "Shark bait," I said simply. I ripped the shirt off one of the dead bodies floating nearby and tied it to the handle and did the same for the other.

Randy nodded back at me, slinging his bag on his shoulder. "Good idea." And he came over to help and pulled the big door open. I ripped open the valves and tossed them out into the water. They started spinning around in circles, the shirts attached making wide waves in the water. I prayed it was enough to attract any sharks as we ran for the back of the plane.

The girls had already dragged Dean almost to the door by the time Randy and I got back. The pilot adjusted his bag on his shoulder and passed me an oxygen tank. He nodded to me and Sara and looked down at his friend. "Bec and I will share," He grabbed onto his friend's arm pulling her closer and she smiled stiffly clearly nervous about this whole escape. Randy nodded to me "You guys share that one and stay away from the surface as much as you can."

"It's Go time Beautiful," I nodded to Sara who was carrying her med bag on her shoulder and made sure it was zipped up enough to keep the water out. She nodded back and I lifted my buddy up in my arms and waded us closer to the door. I twisted the lock, and it popped open flooding the plane more as the water pulled it down further into the depths of the ocean.

"Are you sure it's safe?" the woman spoke finally when I hadn't heard a word from her. She had mostly curled up in her seat even in the plane or stayed quiet just watching everything that was going on and looked so scared.

I smiled at her, trying to show her things were going to be okay while leaning Dean against me. "It's our best shot. Follow us and head for the other side of those rocks there."

"You ready?" I looked back at my love, her arms tight around my waist again.

She gave me a weak half smile. "I'm scared Roman, but as long as we are together." I knew what she meant; I was scared too. I pulled her tighter to my side, giving her one more quick kiss before we dove into the water.

I kept Dean up above the water, my grip firm on him, hoping that just one person floating would not draw anyone's attention, especially Brock's. I breathed deep and then passed the tank her to and we buddy breathed all the way, seeing the water get shallower and shallower.

I didn't dare look back, fearful of more sharks around us and just prayed that my little MacGyver device would keep them busy long enough for us to get to shore. I pulled Dean along keeping his head above the surface and finally peeked up out of the water.

I could see more people, further away but no one seemed to have seen us. Behind me I heard loud sucking sounds to see that the plane was almost fully submerged and being dragged down into the bright blue water. The signs of how we had gotten here disappearing from sight.

I dragged my buddy up and out of the water, laying him down behind the rock out jutting from the water beside a type of cove as Sara pulled herself from the ocean. The cons seemed to be making themselves at home on the bigger beach area, so I knew we needed to stay far away from there.

Barely a minute later Randy and Becky surfaced and scurried over to us. We all stayed hidden behind the rocks away from the beach. I dragged what little supplies I could grab, up into the trees and tucked them behind a bush.

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The rest of the afternoon and into the evening was spent exploring the area and keeping a safe distance from the cons. The men were so loud and some of them whooping in happiness that they were free and so it was relatively easy to avoid being spotted. Sara and I left Dean with Randy and Becky and to my delight we found a small cave, hidden so well in the foliage around it that I had only found it by mistake.

Panting heavily, I had leaned back against what I thought was a hard rock surface only to literally fall and tumble into the small space. There was barely enough for room for two, so once we got back Randy and I decided that Dean should get to lay there safely and have one person keeping watch over him.

All three of us carefully brought him to the cave which thankfully wasn't far up into the dense trees. I watched Sara kneel down beside him and change his bandages and check his pulse again.

I knew he had in fact taken some kind of drug to slow down his heartbeat then there was still hope. My best friend, Renee's precious husband could still come back to us! The pen on his pocket was the drug to pull him back out of the almost coma, but I knew for it to not do any permanent damage to him I needed to wait 24 hours before injecting him.

So, we had nothing to do but wait.

I watched Sara stand back up and strip her gloves off before looking back at me. Putting on fresh gloves for her next patient she motioned me closer, and I nodded at her and moved to pull the blanket back up over him.

I laid my arm down on the nearby flat rock and she carefully unwrapped the sealed-up tape and peeled off the bloody t- shirt from my torn apart wrist. I barely wanted to look at it, I knew it was bad. I turned my head and resisted crying out as I felt her gently cleaning and disinfecting it.

"I'm so sorry Roman. I've being as careful as I can," I heard her say as she rubbed her palm up my arm. I nodded and bit my lip, and she offered me a sympathetic smile. "This needs some stitches too just a couple, but I don't want it to scar and then I will wrap it all up nice with some cream and it will feel so much better. I promise."

I felt her sit up higher and before she grabbed more stuff from her bag moved to stroke my face and press her lips to mine. I moaned and hung on when she tried to pull away and cupped the back of her head with the hand not being worked on. "Mmmm, good pain relief," I mumbled and kissed her again.

I squeezed my eyes shut and let her stitch me up and she counted I think six more stitches plus the ones on my forehead from before. But at least we were done. The cream felt nice and cool and soon the gauze was wrapped around it and even with the metal handcuff still on that wrist it was nice and protected from getting more scratched up. She asked me if there was anything else and I shook my head that I was good and smiled and kissed her that this was more than enough already.

I walked over to check out what our friends were doing, and Randy looked to be trying the satt phone and the radio and shaking more water from them and yet his stuff wasn't waterproof so was laying everything out in the sun now and drying it out. I kept watching him go back and forth from him bag to a patch of grass over and over and could not believe how much stuff he had in his bag!

It was like he was freaking Mary Poppins and I had no idea how he fit so much in there! He had brought 2 blankets, plus clothes, the oxygen masks, and he somehow managed to fit the sat phone and the busted radio in there too. Crazy amount of space. I was surprised he didn't pull out a damn coat rack!

I moved closer seeing Randy turn his head to me. "Hey Roman, you practically look like you are glowing in the dark man!" he said of my almost neon orange jumpsuit. I knew he was right but right then I had no other choice.

"Yeah, I know," I commented back. "But there isn't enough on underneath these for me to be any kind of decent." I made a face at my girl, winking at her in my totally sexy way as I watched her struggle for her composure.

"I have to keep them on." I grumbled. But before I could think it over more, he tossed me a shirt and jeans that had been in a sealed plastic bag. I smiled at him nodding my thanks for his kindness.

Jeans, hell yes. It had been over a month since I had worn jeans.

Thank you, Captain Orton.

I tried to pull my t-shirt off and everything about moving my arms up at those angles hurt and I saw Sara's eyes on me. She was repacking her bag of supplies back up as I let out a small groan as my body protested any more movement and that caused her to turn back to me.

"Roman, are you sure you are alright?" her soft timid voice asked me. She stood up and walked till she was right in front of me.

I cleared my throat and nodded, putting up my hands. "Me? Yeah babe. Just fabulous. Don't worry about me." I tried again to pull my tight white t-shirt up over my head and just dropped my arms and sighed.

"No, everything hurts and moving anything feels just too much more like every damn muscle is mad at me." I pouted at her. "I can't even get my shirt off and I want so badly to get out of this damn jumpsuit and never see it again as long as I fucking live."

Sara knelt down right in front of me and tilted my head to hers and pressed her lips to mine. "I'm so sorry Roman. I can help, with anything. Let me help," she whispered against my lips. I liked the sound of that and pulled her down in my lap and let her pull my shirt over my head.

'Thank you," I said softly. "That does help."

"Good, I'm glad. But I as much as you don't want me to if you can't even lift your arms to take off your shirt, I really should check you over too to see if anything is broken or where it does hurt. So, I am sorry in advance of this." I felt her fingers prodding my skin and muscles. I looked down where she was focused, seeing big ugly bruises already forming.

"Ahh!" Her fingers pushed against my ribs, and I glared at her. "Damn it Doctor Jordan that hurts!" I made a face at her, not impressed that she had gotten me to whimper out like a damn toddler.

"Stop being a baby Reigns, I barely touched you yet," she snipped back at my stubbornness, and I realized her saying my name like that I loved, compared to the guards always calling me by my last name. "Then let me fix it. You have some bruised ribs too Baby."

I cringed again "Yeah no shit I would not doubt that is the just the beginning of what you find. I don't think I want to know more," I pouted at her, my bottom lip out and fully begging for another kiss. "Everything hurts!"

She pouted back at me and moved in closer and pulled my lip in her mouth and I moaned.

Mmm that was the only thing that didn't hurt...kissing her.

She pulled back and I tried to chase her mouth and get more pain relief and she looked insistent on checking me over more. She found another spot on my ribs and I bit back another painful cry. But from her next touch that cry came out again as I bit my lip. "Ahh, stop that! You are making it worse!"

She laughed, actually laughed at me! "No, I'm not. I'm just seeing where it hurts."

"Kiss me more and maybe it will be worth letting you hurt me." I begged her and saw Randy chuckling at our banter before turning away and leaving us alone. The woman Becky was already asleep curled up in the cave partially sharing the blanket draped over Dean.

"It hurts everywhere Baby girl! Damn Miz saw to that even in the space of a few minutes, when he had me cuffed to the damn chair and beat me when I couldn't reach you."

I groaned again. I loved her hands on me, no doubt there, but not pushing around and manipulating the muscles that were so tender from being beaten. "Strowman too slammed me all over the damn plane so I could make sure he kept his fucking hands off you."

"Well God damn it Indy, where doesn't it hurt?" I heard her snap at me, being all freaking cute and quoting Indiana Jones at me.

Oooh I liked that scene.

I was still sitting on the ground and Randy had moved away further toward the cave and looked like he was tinkering with the tech stuff and not looking our way at all, and I saw we were much more alone. My hands darted out and I pulled her into my lap with a squeal from her.

Doctor time over

I lifted up my elbow and pointed to the end of it... just like in the movie and shook my hair back behind my shoulders. "Here!"

And I watched her, grinning at me wondering how far she was planning to play this little game.

Sara moved in and caressed the skin of my arm, her lips falling to my elbow, and I felt my heart racing. Her chocolate eyes were sparkling in the moonlight as she was smiling so wide at me.

"And here..." I whispered," pointing at my nose. She crawled further into my lap and first nuzzled it with hers and then pressed a soft kiss there.

I grinned and pointed to my chin, "And here..." Sara kissed and licked up my chin and moaned and I pointed a bit higher. "And here..." right to the side of my lips.

I cupped her face just as she was about to kiss there and pulled her down onto the grass in my arms and kissed her deeply.

"Oh, ouch, ahhh," I could not hold in the cries. "Okay you are right. I think they are bruised. Even kissing you isn't enough pain relief. I suck." I pouted and she crawled off my lap and stroked her hand down my cheek.

I saw her looking so sadly back at me. "It's okay Roman. We have been through hell and survived so far and you do not suck. I mean you do suck... amazingly well I remember too." And my girl grinned and ran her fingers through my hair. "Someone said they remembered everything?"

I smiled sexily right back at her. Oh yes, I did. "Kissing you was plenty of pain relief then along with everything else. Better than any medicine I have ever had."

Sara was blushing now I could tell just in how she was looking at me. Had she regretted what happened? We needed to talk more. "Well, we need to get some more meds in you now. And then maybe changing clothes would hurt less too."

That was probably true and would help. She made everything better, but medicine sounded good. I had been so focused on getting her safe and Dean too that I had hardly noticed how much my body ached till now.

She gave me a water bottle and more tablets that she said would ease the pain so it would not feel so inflamed. I nodded popping them in my mouth and swishing the water after. I made a mental note that we needed to look for fresh water tomorrow.

Here I was sitting on the ground with her in front of me again needing to get out of my pants. There was no mistaking the nervous feeling she had around me...half naked me. Just like she did back when she undressed me on the plane.

This was not the time to take things further that way. I could see how exhausted she was from the whole day already and I was determined that all I wanted in the whole world was to hold her all night.

I toed off my boots and looked up at her just knelt by my side. I swear I could see her eyes widen in the near darkness. I could feel the air crackling with the intensity of our connection.

"A little help Beauty, please? Just to change, Then I promise we can go right to sleep." I said sweetly seeing the exhaustion in her eyes too.

I tilted her chin up to me, with one finger and looked longingly at her too. "Please."

Sara nodded to me, and I lifted up for her to helped pull the jumpsuit past my hips and down my legs one by one. I saw she was still careful of my ankles and grateful that despite being under the water, the bandages were still holding pretty well.

She pulled them off me and tossed them aside and I laughed.

"I hope I never see those as long as I live again. I'd say we burn them, but I would be scared of a fire alerting the assholes where we are." I said and I heard her laugh too.

Sara was smiling and turned her head up to me as I was sitting there in the grass in nothing but my white boxers. "I don't know Roman, the orange and chains looked pretty damn hot baby. You being all bad boy yummy was freaking hot. Especially in the shower..."

She grabbed for the jeans as she was still talking and started helping me in them. I resisted pulling her in my lap and tearing them from her hands. I had promised her this was just to change and nothing else. But the way she was talking about me...

God, I missed her like that. So much time had gone by.

I watched her pull my jeans on and help me button and zip them up and then gently slip each arm in the sleeves of the black button down that Randy had lent me. It didn't really feel like my style, but I was grateful for anything that wasn't prison clothes.

Sara had been quiet as she dressed me, and I wanted to say more but wasn't really sure what to say. I'm sorry I forgot? "Hey," I called to her and brought her face back to me. My shirt still hanging open "Sara, I'm so sorry I left you with all of that by yourself...when I promised I would be right back after the surgery. Nothing was fair to you baby. Nothing."

I saw her sniffling and nodding to me. "I missed you so much Roman...even when you were right there. Because I couldn't tell you anything. You didn't even remember me running from you at the fence that afternoon. Everything from that day...It was all just gone like it never happened for you when it was SO real for me."

I dropped my head to hers and felt her crawl into my lap from sitting beside me. I swallowed a groan of pain as she curled herself in, burying her head against my throat and her arms around my sides, under the open shirt. I just held her like that and rocked her in my arms on the ground and kissed her hair.

"I'm here now. And we are safe...more or less and I can sleep with you all night, and no one will come and tear me out of your arms Sara. " I kissed the side of her head again and heard her moan and clutch my skin tighter. "No guards, no bars, no chains, no locked doors Baby girl."

"Mmm, that sounds amazing Roman. Just you..." she whispered against my neck.

I felt her tilt her head up and saw her smile at me and nuzzle my nose. I grinned back at her. "Just you Beauty."

Hearing some rustling further away I turned my head and saw Randy headed back towards us and I saw he had slipped a hoodie on top of his pilot's uniform and tossed me a leather jacket. "Here, that should help keep you warm tonight. It's lined and pretty decently warm."

He tossed another hoodie at Sara, and she smiled laying it on her lap. Were her legs colder than her arms? That would keep her warm at least part of her. But she was still only in her purple skirt that Brock had even ripped somewhat, and I knew that could not possibly be warm. I knew we had not found her suitcase of clothes before we left the plane either, so I wasn't sure what else to do to help her and who knew how cold the night could get.

Part of me wanted to ask Randy for blanket but he only had 2 and one was still wet and the other was being used to keep Dean and Becky warm right now.

"Sara you can wear my prison jumpsuit if you want, even just for night. It won't fit really but we could tie it up at your waist or something and as long as you don't wear it anywhere near where the cons are you should be safe since it is so bright." I looked back at her after rambling too much. "Sorry. I just wanted to do what I could to help you stay warm."

I saw her looking back at where I had tossed the jump suit away from us and she looked back at me with a smile. "I thought you never wanted to see that as long as you lived?"

I laughed and made a face at her. "On me. On you...oh Baby girl I think it would totally suit the whole bad ass vibe I saw on the plane. You with the gun on Miz to protect poor defenseless little me."

Sara giggled at that, and I smirked seeing her all embarrassed by my words. She moved off my lap and grabbed for the jumpsuit and I leaned back on my arms, still not bothering to button up my shirt either. I liked the cool evening air.

She grinned back at me and wiggled her hips as she slid her legs into the bright orange pant legs and pulled them up by jumping. They were huge on her, and I laughed out loud at how fucking cute she was.

I motioned her to come back to me so I could help her tie it up and she almost fell over tripping on the hem as she nearly fell back in my lap.

"Mmm Sara those look sexy as hell on you," I said my voice low, and I buried my nose in her throat to kiss her there as she squealed in my arms. She turned more in my lap, and I helped her tie them up at her waist and we both rolled up the pant legs a bit at the bottoms too, so she didn't trip on them. I helped her pull the hoodie that Randy gave her over her head too and man did she look so freaking cozy.

I watched her pull her hair up into a loose ponytail, exposing her long slender neck, thin tendrils hanging down framing her face. She caught me staring at her and just looked back at me in confusion. "What? Roman? What's wrong?"

I was beaming and nothing in the freaking world was wrong.

I shook my head at her and pulled her back down on the ground over me and bit back cries of pain.

I was not going to let the pain win.

"I just love you," I breathed out, staring up at her so gorgeous and just normal above me.

She smiled at me. "I love you Roman, so much. More than I have ever loved anyone."

I was grinning so wide hearing that and kissed her again. "Everything just feeling so incredible, so unreal. I am just soaking in how amazing it feels to just be with you so relaxed and free and safe and just laugh and snuggle. I can see the stars above your head and feel the wind at my face. I just feel amazing Baby girl. YOU are amazing."

She dropped her head and kissed me deeply and I could feel she was being careful and not putting too much pressure on me especially by my ribs and shoulders.

We kissed a few minutes longer just enjoying the cool evening breeze and soft grass before she carefully helped me up and I buttoned up my shirt and Sara helped me into the leather jacket. I laced my fingers in hers as we made our way back to the cave and Randy lifted his head as we got closer and smiled at us.

"Thanks man, for everything," I said to him. "You sure you are okay looking out for him here too?"

The pilot nodded toward the cave and smiled again. "Oh, sure yeah. He doesn't look like much trouble. We will be fine. I will sleep out here and give Bec the cave. Your buddy will be safe with us."

I nodded back at him, feeling Sara resting her head on my shoulder. " Okay then, see you in the morning. Promise me you will let me know if anything changes with him." He nodded to me and then turned to sit at the base of the cave keeping watch over Dean and his lady friend. I turned to Sara and smiled kissing her head.

"Do you trust me?" I asked her, my eyes seeking hers in the near darkness. I saw her slow nod at me as she squeezed my hand. I pulled her along a ways away and pointed up. She followed my gaze and looked up into the trees.

"I don't want to risk anyone finding us at night and I would stay up all night and keep watch over you like a good protector should," I laughed. "But can hardly keep my eyes open from everything hurting like hell. So, are you up to sleeping like the monkeys?"

Her gaze in my eyes was bemused but she looked open to the idea. I smiled back at her. "Okay then Baby girl, start climbing." I helped her up to the first branch and then determined not to show her how much it hurt to climb, I bit back more pain. We climbed higher till I found a suitable large branch that we could tuck ourselves beside. I leaned down, resting my back against the one branch and my feet on another one as I motioned for her to come closer.

I saw the confusion in her eyes at where she should possibly sit. "Come 'ere, Sara, so I can hold you all night, just like I promised." I opened my arms. My eyes were wide and my lip out in a pout and she smiled sweetly at me before climbing into my lap straddling me.

"Mmm, you feel so good," I mumbled. She nuzzled her head in the crook of my neck, her arms tight around my waist. I was ready to settle in and sleep like a baby even being up in a tree with her in my arms.

I could hear shouting however faint and from how high up we were I could see a dull glow on the beach that the cons actually got a fire going. Wow, I was impressed.

But just then the sky opened up above us and the rain fell down in sheets with almost no warning. She curled closer into me, but I could feel her hoodie that Randy had given her was soaked already. I shrugged painfully out of the leather jacket feeling the bark from the tree rough against my back with only the thin shirt as a barrier.

"Here, take it," I offered her. "Get out of that wet hoodie." She nodded silently to me and lifted her arms, and I helped her pull it over her head and wrap the jacket around her shoulders. But damn it all to hell, she was still shivering even with the jacket and the warm dry inside of it.

"Hey Sara," I got her attention once more. "Let me keep you warm, please," I pleaded knowing what I needed to do. The rain was running in trails down her face and hair.

"Okay, Roman. I do trust you." I pulled the jacket back off her shoulders and tentatively curled my fingers under the hem of my torn tank top I had helped her in before and started to edge it up over her stomach.

She slowly lifted her arms for me to fully slip it from her body leaving her in just her bra and the sexy as hell prison orange jump suit that I had tied at her waist. I could have pulled the suit up over her arms but none of it was waterproof and the leather jacket was, so I opted for that to keep the rain off her more than anything.

My throat was so dry, my eyes dilated so wide in the darkness as I pulled the jacket back over her arms. Then I sucked in a breath and undid my shirt one button at a time slowly, giving her lots of chances to say no. I knew this was the best way to stay warm in the pouring rain. We didn't have a cave to shelter us, and the tree's leaves were just not cutting it either.

Body heat was the next best thing... But she simply stared at me, her eyes darting from the skin I was revealing and back up to my eyes. Once my shirt was hanging open, I gently tugged her body closer on my lap and nearly gasped at the feel of her bare skin on mine.

We had never been this close... even in the shower that night. I felt her sharp intake of breath and then she leaned her head on my shoulder and I felt her hands curl warmly around my naked waist.

I kissed the top of her head tenderly. "Just sleep my Beauty," and I felt her nod her head still buried against my shoulder. I smiled up into the bright starry sky and could not contain my grin. She felt incredible against me, and I pulled the jacket up tighter around us feeling her shivering fade as I closed my eyes...