I'd almost given up on this story. Had no idea how I wanted to continue it, but I already know how I want the ending to be and I want to get to that ending. I hope you'll enjoy this chapter.

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"Freeze" He was pointing a rifle at two men in a black car. They put their hands up in the air quickly not looking away from him. Barney knew he looked stressed. He could feel sweat pouring down his face, his heart was pounding faster than what should be possible. He was really sure he could hear his own heartbeats. Everything he did was wrong and he knew it so well, but he had to. He had to do it for his own life. He'd already begged the tribe to kill him several times, but for some reason he knew he shouldn't give up, but he hated every second of the life as a hostage and even more because he had to threaten other innocent people.

"Get out of the car and kneel," he shouted.

The two men obliged, kneeling in front of him. Barney had problems to stay cool. He had to remind himself that this was his only possibility to ever see his wife again. "Give me all your belongings and I'll let you go." He said with a voice so harsh it scared him.

The man said something in Spanish and tossed the car keys to him. That was the problem. Even if he'd been here for months, maybe even years. He still didn't know how to speak their language. The only person he had no problem to understand was Adrianna. The beautiful woman who had turned out to be the worst person in the world that he knew about.

Barney stepped closer to the men still pointing the rifle to them. He had no intention to shoot, but in case one of them would try something he had to be prepared. "Everything you have is in this car?" Both of them nodded.

He looked inside the car, but not for long. He wouldn't risk any of them attacking him from behind. He turned to look at them not able to ignore the two poor men he'd just stolen from. He couldn't help but feel sorry for them and therefore decided to do something risky. He walked over and reached his hands to help them up from the ground. "I'm sorry about this." The two men stared at him. Barney knew it had to seem really unconvincing because he hadn't given their stuff back and he wouldn't either. He couldn't give their stuff back. "Look, if I get out of this alive I will owe you both. Do you understand?" He talked really slowly hoping they would understand what he meant. He looked at them hoping they would smile as a sign that they understood, but they stood still. Not moving a muscle.

He turned his back to them not even caring to look back. For some reason he knew they wouldn't attack. What he knew was that if he ever came away from this alive he would pay them back.

The next problem now was driving the car. He was far from the best driver in the world. He was closer to being the worst and now he had to drive back to the jungle.

He stepped out of the car. Looking at the two dark men waiting for him. He put his hand in the air and let one of them examine his body while the other man checked the car. They didn't seem satisfied with what he'd done, which is why they brought him to the worst place Barney had ever been. He could feel the lump in his throat when they walked in. There she was standing with a whip. She talked to the men in Spanish before they threw him on the ground and left.

Barney didn't look her in the eyes. They were pure evil. He knew what would happen to him and he just wanted it to be over. He kneeled with his back to her. He closed his eyes trying to think of something nice. He thought about Robin, about Ted and Lily and Marshall. He missed them all so much and he didn't know if he ever would see them again. If he could have one wish come true for 5 seconds it would be to see Robin for the last time. He tried to think about all the good memories, but they all faded away when he felt the whip hit his back for something that felt like the 100th time. He couldn't see properly when he fell over. He could see her shadow when she whipped him one last time before his eyes closed trying to forget everything that happened around him.

He felt a small hand touching his. He opened his eyes and met the brown eyes he knew he'd already seen before. She was a small girl with brown, curly hair. "Are you ok?" She asked him. Barney was really impressed that this girl spoke English. He'd never met her before, but he was sure Spanish was her mother tongue. She had to be the cutest little girl he'd ever seen. Her brown eyes matched her beautiful curly hair.

He looked her straight into the eyes and shrugged, "I don't know."

He felt a familiar hand take his and it felt so good to know she was there. He turned to look at Robin. She looked so sad, but she was still the most beautiful woman to him. He could see in her eyes that something's gone terribly wrong. He already knew that quite a lot was wrong, but it was something he didn't know that he should know.

"What's wrong?"

She looked over to the little girl who held his other hand who seemed to be tearing up. Barney just wanted to hug them both and tell them that everything would be alright, but how could he? He didn't know if anything would ever be alright again. He'd now taken Robin with him into this mess and he had no idea how to get out. The girl started crying and without thinking anymore he let go of Robin's hand and embraced the little girl letting her cry on his shoulder. Robin didn't have to tell him what was wrong. He already knew Robin and this girl had been through something terrible together and he had a feeling this girl had witnessed her own parents death.