AN: The next two chapters happen at the same time as we must find out what happens to each lassie when their ponies bolt. This chapter is pretty intense in my opinion. It deals with sexual assault, possible murder, and the breaking of bones.

Nessie was in a full out gallop, that in that moment I believe could match any race horse. We were flying through the forest and I had no clue how to stop it. She jumped over things I didn't even have time to register. I noticed though that the terrain was slowly sloping downwards. Just as I recognized this the terrain plummeted off into a steep slope. One that I wasn't sure we would be able to get down.

"Nessie whoa. NESSIE," I stammered in terror as Nessie ignored my commands and galloped onwards.

As soon as we hit the slope I felt myself falling at a speed that was dangerous. I curled up as I fell from Nessie protecting my vital organs.

I hit the ground with a force that took the breath from me. Next thing I knew I was rolling through underbrush. How I didn't hit a tree is a miracle. I did hit rocks though. It ended as quickly as it began with me flying over a little ravine into a stream. As I landed in the stream on my left side I heard the defining crack of a bone in my arm. I pretty sure I let out a scream that could wake the dead.

Sitting up I groped at my left arm and gently pulled it to my chest. That was a bad idea as another round of screams came out of my mouth. I looked down blood was all over it.

"God," I thought, "please don't let the bone be sticking out."

I looked around my head was throbbing and I had no clue where I was or where Nessie was.

"Nessie come here girl," I yelled out.

I waited a moment and then heard rustling towards my left. And out through the brush came two redcoats. "Shit," I thought.

"Hey isn't this one of the colonist from back there," one of them.

"I believe it is. Can't believe we found her," he said with a grin that I didn't particularly like.

"Commander thinks we are still looking for the Scots how bout we have a little fun with her before we leave. Those Scots are long gone by now, no one will be coming back for her now."

"I'd rather you just leave me be," I stated my vision blurring.

"Aw come on dearie we know your just some whore."

I stood up and nearly fell back down, but steadied myself and began to back away.

"I think I'll just leave," I whispered my backing hitting a tree.

"Come now. We just want a bit of fun," the one said as he touched my cheek. I flinched backwards. "Don't be like that dearie," he continued on as his hand went down my front to my breast. At this I pushed him away.

"NO," I stated quite firmly, "I am NO whore."

"Well then I'll just have to rape a Scottish colonist," he stated as he made his way towards me.

At that moment a something jumped from the forest and let out a scream. It was Nessie, what had Iwan said that she was fiercely loyal. She literally ran over the first redcoat and came flying towards the one pinning me against the tree. Opening her mouth she took the redcoat by his shoulder and threw him to the ground and slammed her front feet into him. I was not idle in this moment. Ignoring the pain in my arm I grabbed a good sized stick and wacked the hell out the first guy who got ran over by Nessie as he was returning to his feet. Nessie it seemed for good measure came over and stepped on him as well. Turning towards me she looked at her back as if saying hurry up and get on. I quickly pulled myself off and urged her forwards.

"Take me somewhere safe," I said to her not really knowing if she would.

For what seemed like hours we rode on. Every noise I heard that wasn't us made me panic. It was near dark when she stopped in a circle of beech trees. I slowly released my grip from her mane and instantly felt my left arm start to throb. I slid off her to the ground, and started vomiting. It lasted until nothing else would come up. At that point I wanted to die. Choking back tears I got up walked towards Nessie and started taking off her gear. Amazingly my pack was still attached to her. I was able to get out a blanket my mom had sent with me and wrapped myself up on the ground.

I was covered in dried and wet blood. That couldn't be good; it meant I was still bleeding from somewhere, but for now I didn't care. I was also covered in mud and vomit. Overall my lowest point in life.

And so I did what any normal human being would do in this situation. I started to cry and by cry I mean bawl. I wanted to go home. I wanted Nicky. I wanted to see my family. And I probably would never see any of them again. I wish I had never come to Scotland. At that moment Nessie came over to me and nuzzled my ear. Nickering softly she gently lay down next to me, so that I could lean my body against her. In that moment I was glad to have her if nothing else and that is how I fell asleep in the dark in the middle of a forest.