Found but not safe.

Sam was vaguely aware that someone was lifting her. She opened her eyes slight to see a man, in his 40's wearing an orange jumpsuit looking down at her.

"Freddie!" she suddenly panicked. Looking around for him, her breathing getting heavy.

"It's ok, we have your friend...Now come on relax...Deep breaths...HEY DAN SHE'S AWAKE" he called over his shoulder. She heard more footsteps coming nearer.

"Hey...you scared us there...Are you alright?" he asked.

"I...I want...Where's Freddie?" she asked. "Your friends still down there..."he said pointing to the cliff edge. "Don't worry...we'll get... Let's get you back..."But Sam was shaking her head.

"I want to stay with Freddie...Please!" The man holding her look at Dan and he nodded. "Ok but let's sit you down...Your ankles pretty sprained." They sat her against a tree, and then the man holding her went to help get Freddie. She could hear the men shouting up and down the cliff at each other.

"He's still not waking...We better hurry..."

"Ok...on 3 we'll start lifting. You guys ready? Alright 1...2...3....pull."

Freddie Benson was stuck. He couldn't move, talk or open his eyes. He knew Sam wasn't near him anymore. He had felt it when she was lifted from his shoulder.

What? No...Leave her...I need her...SAM! He tried to shout but no words came out. Next thing he felt were two hands on his legs and another two on his shoulders, weightlessness for a moment and then he was laid back down. After another minute he heard mumbling but he couldn't make out what they were saying. Suddenly the ground below him disappeared and he was flying.

Sam watched as the men pulled on the rope three time when suddenly an orange stretcher bag appeared out of the ravine.

"FREDDIE!" she tried to get up but fell as she put weight on her leg. Her pain in her head was getting worse.

SAM...she's ok! If he could he would cry with happiness. All that he needed now was to regain control of his body and everything would be fine.

He then felt a warn sensation shoot up his arm. Something small and soft was rubbing his hand and hair. Then he heard her voice.

"Freddie...It's me...come on Freddie...wake up...I need you...I love you" she whispered the last part. With everything he had left he tried to speak but before he got the chance darkness was coming again.

No! NO....Sam needs me...SAM! but he was surrounded.

Sam watched as 4 men, two at either end of the stretcher, lifted Freddie. Dan was now lifting Sam. She never took her eyes off Freddie.

Why isn't he moving? She thought. He has to be ok! This is my entire fault. I should have told him how I felt. She started to see the exit to the forest up ahead. She watched as the men holding Freddie ran up the small hill, now out of the forest. She heard one of them shout.

"GET THE CHOPPER WE NEED TO GET HIM TO A HOSPITAL ASAP..." within 15 seconds the earth was moving. She could feel it as the chopper came from her right. "Where's Freddie going?...I want to stay with him."

"He's hurt Sam...they're airlifting him to hospital" Her breathing got heavy.

And then she was surrounded. "Oh Sam...Thank god" as someone hugged her.

"Mom?" she looked up and saw her mother, tears in her eyes as she held her daughter. Sam broke down. She remained in Dan's arms and he put her on a bed in the ambulance.

"As soon as we get Freddie off to hospital, you'll be going too...Here...keep this on." Putting an oxygen mask over her face. She nodded and lay back.

Freddie felt it as the men started running. Again he heard mumbling. Why can I hear Sam so clearly? He wondered. He heard a rumbling over head someone had put something over his mouth. Someone else was pressing his wrist.

Carly, Spencer, Mel and the mothers were sitting around when suddenly they heard a man shout.

"GET THE CHOPPER WE NEED TO GET HIM TO A HOSPITAL ASAP..."

They all ran to their loved ones. "FREDDIE!" his mother ran over to him. "Oh Freddie...It's ok...Mommy's here." Rubbing his hair. Two paramedics came over. One put an oxygen mask on his face; the other was checking his pulse.

"His pulse is weak...He's barely alive, let's get in the chopper NOW!" Without thinking Mrs. Benson went to go with them.

"I'm sorry ma'am you can't go..."

"No Freddie...I'm going with my son..."

"There is no room ma'am please..."Mrs. Benson stopped and the paramedic left her. She fell to the ground crying.