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Olivia ran her hand over the rubies in Alex's sword. She had left all her armour at the camp when she had followed her brother back to the castle and though Olivia didn't want any of the metal she couldn't stop looking at the sword. The workmanship was exquisite. The steel blade shinned and didn't have a single nick on it while the falcon pommel was hand crafted and shaped to fit Alex's palm. The two ruby eyes seemed to shine even in the darkness and Olivia had taken to wearing it around the camp, one last bit of Alex that she refused to let go.

Nobody had slept the first night Alex had been gone. The others were all expecting an attack, an ambush, but Olivia had been kept awake by grief. She knew that Alex wasn't coming back but she couldn't stop that one little part of her hoping. One little part believing that Alex would see her brother was alright and would come straight back to them. The empty days that followed slowly destroyed that hope. Now, just over a week later it had disappeared altogether. She still trusted her but finally accepted that she had made her choice to leave.

She had decided that that night she would tell the others they were leaving; that they could go back to the camp they had run from months before. They would go back to the life they had been leading, helping the poor and trying to hurt the Sheriff wherever possible. Olivia didn't know what she would do if she came across Alex in battle again. She knew that she couldn't kill her, not after seeing who she really was but at the same time she understood that Alex as the Black Cloak was dangerous; she couldn't be allowed to 'work' unchecked. After battling with her conflicting emotions she knew that the only way she would know what to do, what she was capable of doing, would only be when she was face to face with Alex again.

The men were bathing in the pool so she and Amanda had walked down to the end of the ravine to give them some privacy. Amanda was on her back throwing rocks up at the wall, watching as they fell into the stream and Olivia felt no need to break the silence. She had come to like the younger woman, though she seemed a little impulsive at times, and thought that with age she could become an accomplished warrior. She had wondered at first what brought a sixteen year old girl into the forest; wondered why she wanted to join them in the first place and Amanda had yet to enlighten them as to where exactly she had come from but she had quickly proven her worth. Her skills with medicine were better that Munch's and according to Finn she took to swordsmanship with an ease even he had rarely seen. No, Olivia didn't care who Amanda was, she was just happy that she seemed to be happy.

She glanced back towards the men and smiled when she saw Finn trying to push a redressed Munch back into the water. The old man was having none of it and walked back into the cave. Elliot was the only one still undressed and in the pool and she watched as the muscles moved over his back when he reached to run some soap through his hair. She knew that he had always worked hard to maintain his body, running and lifting sacks of flour when they were younger to stay fit. Flour was harder to come by in the forest of course but he still did a daily workout, lifting logs and stones when he could find them. She hated when they fought but knew that he was wrong about Alex, knew that she would never betray them.

The first quarrel hit the water right beside Elliot and he flinched away from the sound. The second hit the willow by Amanda's head and by the time the third hit the ground beside Finn they were all in movement. Olivia looked up, her heart beating out her chest, to see soldiers lined around the top of the ravine. The trees and bushes obscured their view and prevented too many of them reaching the edge but even so she counted ten at first glance, all with crossbows aimed right at them.

'I'm sorry to burst in on you like this!' Olivia's attention was drawn to the rocks on either side of the waterfall. The Sheriff rode a horse on one side and on the other was a tall figure dressed in armour with a black cloak flowing from their shoulders.

'Alex.' Olivia said quietly to herself, not wanting to believe what she was seeing.

'We have you surrounded and there's no way out… so come up and see me Olivia.' The sheriff spoke again but Olivia couldn't so much as think of a response let alone speak it.

'Alex.' She'd said it louder this time and Amanda looked over to her but with the water there was no way Alex could have heard. Olivia walked forward, not taking her eyes off the figure in black and it was as if everyone else was frozen in place.

'Alex.' Again she called out, this time loud enough for Alex to hear but the seated figure made no move.

'He's not going to help you Olivia.' The Sheriff yelled down, 'who do you think brought me straight here. Came straight back to me the moment he'd gained the knowledge he'd needed.'

Olivia shook her head, feeling tears prick in her eyes. She refused to cry in front him.

'Alex!' she cried out, refusing to give up on the blond even while her heart was breaking at the thought that Alex had been lying the whole time; working for her father the whole time.

'I've had enough of this. Leave Benson. Kill the rest.' As if the Sheriff's command had broken the spell that had frozen the others everyone started to move. Munch dived though the waterfall, carrying as much as he could in his arms, and let the current carry in towards Amanda and the hole in the rock face. Finn was quick to dive in after him as quarrels hit the ground all around them and when Amanda had watched both men disappear into the rock she took a deep breath and followed.

'ALEX!' Olivia was screaming now, and unable to think of her friends started to run towards the waterfall. If she could just reach Alex, touch her then she'd know that it couldn't have been a lie. Alex wouldn't hurt her like this. But before she had taken two steps she felt an arm round her waist. Elliot had thrown himself out of the pool, still naked and dripping, and tackled her into the water. Bubbles erupted from her mouth as she continued to shout underwater before she broke the surface.

'ALEX!.. ALEX!...' She couldn't tell if her screams were from pain or from anger. She'd trusted her, cared for her; loved her even and Alex had been playing her the whole time. She'd never cared about Olivia, never cared about her friends or the good they were doing. She'd thought that Alex had wanted her like no one else had before. Not because of the money she could give them, or the service she could provide but simply because of who she was. With water in her eyes that masked her tears Olivia learnt this wasn't true.

'ALEX!' she kept screaming as her and Elliot were pulled away. Her voice never let up even when he pulled her aside to avoid a rare good shot from one the soldiers. As the water closed up around her head and the rock face swallowed them Olivia know that she wasn't screaming for the small lonely figure at the other end of the ravine but for someone she had thought she had known. The Alex she was crying for had never truly existed and she felt an anger deep in her gut for the woman who had made her believe she had.