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Chapter 19: Rescuing His Angel

His body was exhausted; his muscles were aching with every movement he made. No matter how much his body needed rest, he will continue to push his body until all the fire is out. All his men were tired, but no one them stopped. With only one building left, he would be happy when he could rest. He would let his men rest for the rest of the day, they deserved it.

"Captain!" He heard someone calling for him. Turning towards the solder that was running to him, he realized it was Jacob. Why isn't he with William? Looking over to where he told them to take the hostages, he noticed Christine and Malcolm weren't there, just William. Where are Malcolm and Christine? Looking back at Jacob, he better know where Malcolm and Christine went. Reaching his captain, he quickly tried to catch his breath.

"Where are they?" He demanded.

"T-The barn…she heard someone yelling for help…" Oh god, she didn't. "She and Malcolm wen-" God, she did. Without letting him finished, he darted in the direction of the burning barn. Another soldier and Jacob tried to follow him, but Erik's long strides created distance between him and them.

By the time he got to the barn, he knew it was going to crumble soon. Rushing inside, his hand immediately covered his nose to prevent too much smoke getting into his lungs. Looking around, he couldn't find them. They better not be dead!

"Christine!" He shouted out.

"Erik?" He heard her voice. "We're over her!" He followed her voice until he saw them. He saw Christine trying to lift a bean that looked twice her size. Why is sh-? He realized why then. Malcolm was underneath the beans and she was trying to free him. Not waiting for her to explain, he walked over to stand next to her. She stepped aside and watched as his hand grabbed the beam, not caring if it would burn his skin. Though he was exhausted, he needed to use whatever energy he had left to save Malcolm. Christine stood back and watched in amazement as Erik lifted the beam like he lifted the boulder that day in the prison years ago. His strength never left him, she thought. Tossing the beam, he lifted another one as Malcolm crawled out. More of the ceiling started to fall and he knew they needed to get out. Malcolm got up on his feet, coughing from the smoke.

"Go!" He shouted and Malcolm made his way out of the burning barn. Looking over to Christine, he saw her by the body of the man he figured she tried saving. He already knew he was dead and he and Christine would be soon if they didn't get out. "Christine!" She looked back at him.

"We can save him still!"

'He's dead!" He didn't wait and grabbed her to pull her away from the body. She let out a shriek when she was pulled. "Go!" He shouted at her. Her legs started to run after he ordered her and the two ran out of the barn just before the ceiling collapsed, followed by the rest of the barn.

Safe now, Christine knew she would get a yelling from Erik. She knew she deserved it; she disobeyed his order, put Malcolm and herself in danger and then put him in danger. She wasn't going to look forward to getting yelled at by him, but she knew she was going to get one. When they first got to safety, Erik immediately checked on Malcolm.

"Christine!" William called out as he ran over to her. "Thank god you're alive!" He hugged her.

"I'm alright." She let out a cough, her lungs getting used to the fresh air. Without warning, Erik grabbed her arm to pull her away. At first, she tried to fight against him but she knew that was pointless since he was much stronger than she was. He took her down to the river, out of ear shot of the soldiers and villagers. Once at the river, he let her go. She stood there, waiting for him to say something. He paced back and forth, his eyes not once looking at her.

"What were you thinking?" He asked. He stopped pacing and looked her way.

"I-I-I was thinking I could help and save him. I didn't know the state of him." She answered, keeping her voice calm. "I-I-I'm sorry."

"You're sorry?" She just looked at him. "Do you realize you put yourself and Malcolm in danger?" His voice started to rise. "You could have gotten yourself killed! Or gotten him killed!"

"I wasn't trying to get him killed! I didn't think he was going to come after me!" Her voice rose as well. "I was just trying to help and save a man who was trapped inside the barn! He was calling for help and I couldn't just leave him there! I couldn't let him burn alive, knowing that no one came to help him!" She paused, taking a deep breath. "I was just trying to help. I didn't know the barn was going to collapse and everything that happened." She looked at him, trying to get any emotion out of him but his face was emotionless and hard. "Please believe when I say I did not mean to put Malcolm's life in danger. He has done nothing but be nice to me and help me; I would never want harm to come to him." Still no response from him. "Erik, I am sorry. Please believe when I say I am truly sorry." He wanted to believe her, but somehow he couldn't. "Erik…" She took a step closer to him, trying to reach out to him but he stepped back. She couldn't hide the hurt from him. Letting her hand fall to her side, she looked away from him, unable to look at him without fighting the urge to try. Turning her back to him, she tried hard not to cry, not want to show that his actions affected her. Hearing the sounds of his footsteps, she knew he was walking away. With him gone down, she let the tears fall down her cheeks. Though he wasn't near her, he knew he hurt her. Watching her from afar, he knew she was crying. Talk to her, tell her why…

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