Ariel awoke to a constant vibration. It was still dark outside, and she looked up at Jordan's face to see beads of sweat falling down it. He was running, running fast.
"What is it?"
Jordan didn't respond to her question. He had a dedicated and serious look on his face, if he didn't answer, then it was for a reason. Although, her answer came soon enough as a loud shout arose from the night.
"Ye get back here with me mermaid kid!"
They had been caught. Ariel was sure that at any moment the large man chasing them would tackle Jordan and her to the ground. Then, he would be dead, and she would be back in the tank. At her thoughts she grabbed Jordan a little tighter and pressed her face against his shoulder. She didn't want to be taken back, she was so close now and she could almost cry with her disappointment, she just didn't have any hope left. However, that changed when Jordan's running slowed ever so slightly. Once he had Ariel took her head away from his shoulder and looked out at the landscape... they were now running on sand, and not thirty feet from them was a dock that led out to a small sailboat, and the ocean.
In no time Jordan had found his way to the dock and jumped aboard the boat. Quickly and carefully he laid Ariel down on the deck of the boat and untied it from the dock. He raced over to the sails and unbound them letting them fill push him forward, if it had not been a windy night, they would have never gotten away, for not ten seconds later, the man following them bounded onto the dock, but stopped at the end to yell at them.
Jordan turned back to Ariel and knelt down so that she would not have to tilt her head back to see him.
"Well Ariel I guess we..."
Jordan was stopped in midspeech by the feel of Ariel's lips against his. It was a long moment, a moment were their hearts stopped, a moment that felt awkward afterwards, to both of them, but it was a moment, none the less.