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Chapter 3:

"CHRIS!" Martin yelled as he dove for the hole where his younger brother had once been, he lay on his stomach as he grabbed Chris' arm's stopping him from falling.

"MARTIN!" Chris yelled back to let him know he was okay for now.

"I'm going to pull you up!" Martin said looking down at him as he swung below him.

"Okay, I'm ready when you are!" Chris replied starring into his brother's eyes.

"On the count of three…one…two…THREE!" Martin yelled as he began backing up from the edge of the hole dragging Chris up with him. Martin's grip slipped twice almost causing both of them to fall back into the hole, but he managed to readjust his hand's and pulled him up, once safe Chris hugged Martin thanking him for saving his life again.

"Thanks bro! That's twice you've saved me!" Chris said as he coughed.

"You're making a habit out of it aren't you?" Martin teased smiling. "Come on, let's get out of here! We still need to find Kincaid!" Martin said as they crawled to the exit.

Once outside they collapsed together on their backs, taking deep breaths of fresh air between their coughs. Chris closed his eyes as he slowed his breathing down, and his coughing lessened, he heard Martin do the same and smiled to himself as he spoke.

"I didn't think we'd ever get out of there!"

"Me neither!" Martin replied as he sat up and looked around for any sign's of where Kincaid had gone, he didn't see anything at first until he noticed something on the ground. He got up, walked towards it, and realized it was the gasmask, he picked it up and smiled as he looked and saw fresh footprint's in the dirt. "Got ya!"

"What?" Chris asked rolling his head to look at him.

"I know where he went! Come on we can't let him get away!" Martin said as he tossed Chris the gasmask. "He has a pretty good head start on us, but if I'm right we'll find him if we keep going straight!" He said as he took off running.

"MARTIN WAIT!" Chris yelled as he got up and raced after his brother.

Martin ran as fast as he could keeping his eye's open for Kincaid, but there was no sign of him anywhere until he came to a cliff…the same one Chris had fallen off of.

"Looking for me?" Thomas said from beside him.

"I followed your footprints! I knew I'd find you, when I realized what way you had ran!"

"Ohhh, 'Nature Boy' tracked me like prey! Am I supposed to be frightened Martin?"

"No, should you be Kincaid?" Martin questioned knowing Kincaid was capable of anything. "Give up Kincaid it's over!"

"Martin don't you know by now, that it's not over until I say it is!"

"No, this time you can't control what happens!" Martin answered smiling.

"Oh Martin, still think you and your pathetic brother can stop me?"

"No, I know we will! It's over Kincaid, you have nowhere to go!"

"I guess this must be the part where I see the error of my way's and hope you two take pity on me?" Thomas asked as he laughed, as he backed up towards the edge without realizing it, Martin did though and he walked forward ready to do something if he fell.

"Kincaid, just give up! You lost, it's over!" Martin said trying to get him to move away from the edge before he fell; Thomas ignored him as he continued pacing as he spoke.

"Give up?" Thomas said as he laughed. "Why would I give up? Nothing is over until I say it is damnit!" Thomas yelled, as he did his foot slipped off the edge he tried to regain his balance, but he couldn't and fell, Martin dove for him and managed to grab his arm's.

"You need to help me pull you up Kincaid! I can't do it myself, you need to climb as I pull understand?" Martin said as he held tightly to Thomas' arms, he pushed the flashback of when Chris fell away, as he readjusted his grip. "Do you understand?"

"Yeah, I understand! Just pull me up!" Thomas yelled as he looked down at the rocks below him and felt Martin's grip loosing. "Don't drop me!" He begged.

"I won't let you go! Start climbing while I pull!" Martin ordered as he began to bring him back up onto solid ground. "Just keep using your feet to help push you up!"

Martin had him halfway up when Thomas put his foot on loose dirt and fell backwards, unprepared for the sudden movement and weight shift Martin fell forward and lost his grip on one of Thomas' arm's. Instinctively Martin grabbed Thomas' one arm with both of his, making thing's harder on Martin, using the extra adrenaline rushing through him he swung Thomas towards the side of the cliff. Once there Thomas managed to get his footing and as he did, Martin grabbed onto his other arm again and together they managed to get him back to the top. As Martin sat starring at Thomas who sat in front of him trying to catch his breath they heard Chris calling out to Martin, without taking his eye's off Thomas he answered his brother and soon he joined them quickly rushing to where Martin sat.

"Martin!" Chris said concerned as he knelt by him. "What happened?"

"He fell, but I pulled him back up!" Martin answered as he locked eyes with Thomas. "It's over; call the Tortuga to pick the three of us up!" Martin said as he got up and walked to the edge near Thomas who sat watching them unmoving, he was beyond angry.

"Are you okay Martin?" Chris asked as he stood.

"I'm fine!" Martin replied without looking at him, he stood starring into the distance.

Chris stood and walked over to a tree steps away from where Thomas still sat, he watched both brother's, and smiled as Chris turned his back on them. He got up and quickly charged Martin; Chris turned in time hearing the commotion to see Thomas had knocked Martin to the ground and was now on top of him punching him. Chris rushed to help when Martin managed to push Thomas off him, and he punched Thomas twice before he froze feeling the dirt shift under their combined weight. He yelled at Chris to stay back, and then he went to back up when he felt Thomas grab his leg and drag him back. The dirt shifted again, Thomas began hitting Martin again unaware of the danger they both were in as more and more dirt fell, Chris was helpless as he watched his brother being attacked. Suddenly he saw Thomas reach beside him and grab a large rock, and was about to hit Martin with it when the ground finally fell, taking Thomas with it. Martin once again dove for the edge, but he couldn't reach Thomas this time, but he refused to give up and he carefully hung his upper body over the edge and tried to reach him. Martin's fingertips brushed Thomas' as they reached for each other, when suddenly the root's Thomas held onto snapped and he fell backwards to his death. Martin yelled out in frustration, as the ground began to shift again, Chris grabbed him and pulled him back before he fell too. Despite the pain from his attack Martin pulled away from Chris and walked near the edge keeping his back to him and just stood there starring at where Thomas had fallen. Chris' heart hurt for his brother, he stood and went back to the same tree he had originally been at and called the Tortuga and told them what happened. He then went to where his brother still stood and without saying or doing anything he stood with him. He knew Martin didn't need to hear word's of comfort, he didn't need to be touched either, he just needed to know he wasn't alone, and so they stood in silence together until the team arrived to pick them up…

Two Day's Later:

The sun was slowly setting in the early evening sky, as he stood looking out over the cliff's edge he had been standing alone for the last two hour's. He was torn, they had stopped Kincaid, but in the process, he had let him fall to his death. Even though he knew, he had tried everything he could have to try and save him, in the end he had failed! He sighed shakily; as he closed, his eye's and pushed his palms into them trying to keep the tears from falling. He sat down heavily on a rock and starred at his feet, the guilt weighing heavily on him, he lifted his head and watched the animal's going about their nightly routine and envied them. As he sat there lost in his guilt he never noticed Chris leaning against a tree watching him sadly, he hurt for his brother and wished he could make everything better for him. He looked at his brother and saw the many cut's, and bruise's that covered his face, and body from the attack and sighed, every time he closed his eye's he saw Martin being attacked and he could hear his warning's to stay back, and those memories made his heart ache. Martin was being attacked and could have been killed, and yet he still protected him, not allowing him to help! It had been this way since they were young, Martin always protecting him from danger, or helping Chris get out of different situation's, sure as they got older Chris had his turn at protecting or helping Martin when he was in danger. Only this time Chris didn't know how to help Martin and he felt like a failure, he knew not only did he carry the guilt of almost killing him, but also the guilt of letting Kincaid die! Normally he would know exactly what to say or do in this situation if it was happening to anyone else, but it was happening to Martin! He stood watching as Martin starred into the distance, but not really seeing anything. Suddenly Martin sighed before he leaned against his legs and without looking at Chris spoke to him.

"How long are you going to stand there watching me? It's kind of creepy Chris!"

"No, what's creepy is how you always do that! You got eyes in the back of your head bro?" Chris asked smiling sadly, as he went and sat beside Martin on the rock.

"I told you and the others earlier I'm fine! So, why are you stalking me?"

"Martin, I'm your brother I know you better than anyone and so I didn't buy your lame attempt at convincing us you were okay!" Chris answered.

"So, that mean's I can't convince you that…"

"Nope! Not going to happen bro!" Chris said cutting him off gently.

"Oh well, I tried…and failed!"

"Miserably, I might add!" Chris said nudging Martin lightly.

"Thanks for reminding me!" Martin said as he nudged him back, smiling sadly.

"Martin seriously though, talk to me please? I want to help!"

"You can't!" Martin said shaking his head without looking at him.

"How can you be so sure?" Chris asked.

"Just drop it Chris! You can't help!"

"No! I won't just drop it! Let me help Martin please?" Chris said frustrated.

"Damnit Chris I said NO!" Martin yelled getting up too quickly and his still healing bruised ribs throbbed with the sudden movement and he leaned against a tree his back to Chris as he doubled over. "That hurt's!"

"Let me help you sit back down Martin?" Chris said gently as he touched his arm.

"I said to stop! Just leave me alone Chris!" Martin said as he pulled away, and leaned his body against the tree for support. "Just go!" He said through clenched teeth.

"Martin what's going on? Why won't you let me help you?" Chris asked upset. "You're my brother, I love you let me help you please?"

"You want to help so badly? Then tell me how to make my guilt disappear Chris! I almost killed you, and I let another man fall to his death! You could have died today and it would have been because of me, and then Kincaid fell to his death, because I failed to reach him!" Martin yelled so hurt by all that had happened, Chris felt all of his pain.

"Martin listen to me! I don't blame you for what happened, you were brainwashed and had no idea what you were doing! Yeah, I could have died…but I didn't because you saved me, not once but twice remember? Martin, what happened to Kincaid wasn't your fault either! You saved him Martin, he attacked and beat on you and then you tried to save him again!" Chris said trying to make him realize what happened wasn't his fault.

"Chris, how can you be so forgiving? I tried to kill you!" Martin asked sadly.

"You're my brother Martin! Please stop blaming yourself?" Chris spoke gently.

"I can't Chris! I tried to kill you!"

"You didn't though! Martin, you proved that there is nothing stronger than family when you broke through whatever mind control Kincaid had you under and saved me!"

"I…I just can't let go of the guilt!" Martin said as he began to cry. "I'm sorry!"

"I forgive you, I always will!" Chris said as he held Martin tight just letting him cry.

A few minute's later Martin stopped crying and Chris let him go and they stood in silence taking in all the beauty all around them, Chris looked at Martin he smiled sadly, as he met his eyes. Martin smiled back and nudged him lightly before he looked back at the Savannah and sighed, before he spoke without looking at him thanking him.

"Thanks Chris!"

"For what?"

"For not giving up on me, and for not letting me give up on myself!"

"You're welcome, and I'll always be there for you bro!"

"Come on, let's get back to the Tortuga and get out of here huh?" Martin said turning to leave; he stopped when he realized Chris hadn't moved he spoke concerned. "You coming?"

"I'll be there in a sec!" Chris answered.

"Oh, okay…you want me to wait?"

"Nah, you go on ahead! I'll be there in a sec, I promise!"

"Alright, see you soon!" Martin said smiling as he turned and walked away.

Once alone Chris went and stood near the edge and looked down as he sighed shakily, he knew Martin had a long road ahead of him before he was truly healed. He also knew that with help from the team, and himself he would find his way back to them. Chris took a deep breath before he turned and walked to where the other's waited, when he joined them he found them laughing at something Jimmy had said. He was quickly filled in and joined in the laughter as he looked over at Martin who was laughing too and Martin met his eye's before he nodded and looked away. In that look, they shared more then they could have if they had spoke, and Chris knew that they'd be okay soon, and that made him very happy!

THE END