Disclaimer: don't own it. And with my current financial state, I don't see it happening either
A/N Wow. I haven't been on here for a while, now have I? Well, you can all thank Angela J, an anon reviewer who should definitely get an account! Seeing the review in my inbox motivated me again, so thanks! My year has been insane, I have had 2 close friends move to different countries (USA and Japan) and year 12 (effectively junior year I think) has been insane. Next week I have exams, so I won't be updating for at least another week. I will try and get back into the habit of writing this again as well as take me to New Zealand. I have planned it out and it has about 10ish more chapters. To those of you still out there reading this, enjoy!
Grace lay in her new prison in the cold morning air, shivering as she pulled the blankets around her. She didn't know why, but for some reason, she felt as if help was on its way. That Wayne was out there looking for her. She held on to this small glimmer of hope that she didn't even know if it was true or not. But she knew that she had to have something if she was ever going to survive this place. It was eerily quiet, even for a place out in the middle of nowhere, but Grace knew that this was bad. She had watched enough movies to know that much. She listened out for any sign of Felix but got nothing. All she could hear was a caw of a bird off in the distance. She looked over at the empty bowls in the corner. They had been empty for 2 days now and she was beginning to feel drowsy and she blacked out every time she stood up. She was thankful for the leak in the roof though. It supplied her only water. She wondered what the time was. She wondered where Felix was. She wondered if anyone knew she was out here. But most of all, she wondered if she was going to make it out of here alive.
Wayne lead the expedition to find Grace. Not only did he know the way the best, but he also still felt as if this was all his fault, no matter how much Teresa, Jane and Cho told him he was wrong. It was his sadistic father that had Grace, not any of theirs. Fuming, he continued on.
2 metres behind Wayne, Teresa and Patrick walked along holding hands. They too were both worried about Grace's wellbeing, but knew not to talk. It would just enrage Wayne and lead to him punching another tree. Teresa suddenly tripped over and screamed out, breaking the silence. Wayne turned around, worry evident over his face.
'Sorry, I tripped' she said, speaking some of the only words that had been said since they left the car
'No, no, it's fine' Wayne said back
But that was all he said. Once he knew Teresa was ok, he turned back around and continued walking.
They continued to hike for another 3 hours, heading deeper and deeper into the forest. It was now nearing midday and Teresa and Patrick wanted to stop for lunch, but Wayne was on a mission and talking him out of it was mad. Finally at 12.30, he stopped and pulled out a sandwich Patrick's father had made previously.
'We are getting closer. Maybe another 45 minutes and we will be there. But we need a tactic. We can't just storm in there and get her back. My father is a biker. He knows how to kill. And as I said, he has done it before. Jane, you are usually full of insane ideas, got any?'
'We need to be stealth-like . We don't want to get her out at night, as that could not only be too late, but we wouldn't be able to see as well. If myself, Teresa and Cho keep guard and maybe have some form of defensive weaponry, while Wayne gets Grace then we may have some shot at this' he said
'Good, I think that would work. As we walk along, try and find heavy pieces of wood, maybe club like. My father likes knifes. I doubt he will have a gun, and if he does, he won't have it on him. Now, we have to go. If we can be there by 1, then we can have her back in Sacramento by dinnertime. Make sure we have food for her though. She's going to need it.'
They nodded, stood up and started the final part of their trek.
45 minutes later, they arrived at the hut as Wayne had predicted, they stood a good 30 metres away from it, all of them wielding pieces of wood as Wayne had suggested.
'This is it?' Teresa asked nervously
'This is it. Come on, positions and let's move'
A/N sorry I used metres. I couldn't be bothered converting it to feet or yards. All the big action will take place next chapter. I want to do it justice. I will keep on working on it and you shall have it within 10 days. Reviews, as we have all seen, definitely motivate me, so drop a few in please! (:
Reply to Angela J
Thanks heaps for your review, it got me writing this again! I'm glad you liked it. It's my baby really, one of the longest things I have ever written (although, I won't lie, some earlier parts make me cringe a little) hmm, now that I think about it, it is a little weird with the smileys... they're gonna freak me out now! About Autumn. When I started this story 18 months ago (god that is ages!) the episode about Grace's sister hadn't even aired in the USA, let alone New Zealand! ( we have only just started S3!) so I didn't know she supposedly killed herself. And no, I don't think I will kill her in this either, it's more of a fluffy story and when I get bored of writing fluff, a little drama. I agree! I love rigspelt- hence the username! Well, I hope this update, although it is short (yes, I know, but it's 10.30 pm here!) will make you feel happy and calm and relaxed! Happy reading!