(Sorry, my fourteen years old versions of the HA characters wont be having sex and sucking face all the time. 1: because they have killers after them. 2: They stranded on a deserted Island. And 3.: They're 14. So romance will also be taking a Romance fans!)

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"I'm so cold," Helga muttered as she snuggled closer to Arnold.

"I know," he said. It felt strange being alone with Helga and so close. Especially with only their underwear separating them from skin to skin. They hung out together, kissed and hugged, but there was always supervision. And they were always standing or sitting, never lying down. There were rules for both of them when they were at each others house.

'Under different circumstances, this would be romantic,' Arnold thought. He wished he could enjoy it, but he was just as scared and worried as the others. And he could tell it was the same for Helga. She was snuggling in for warmth, not romance.

"Do you think they'll find us soon?" Stinky asked out loud.

Nobody answered.

"I'm so tired," Sheena said, yawning. "Who's snoring?"

"Sid," Stinky said. "All the time. Think we've seen the last of them crims?"

"I hope so," Nadine said. "Did you see that guy? He just killed those two men. Just shot them."

Silence fell over the group again.

"At least it's stopped raining," Arnold said.

Everyone groaned and Helga punched him in the arm.

Arnold smiled in the darkness.

..

"This is ridiculous!" Lucas growled, scowling.

"What are you talking about? I don't see you paddling!" his friend yelled at him.

"When I get my hands on those brats-"

"Forget the brats, man, they're gone. Probably fish food by now."

Lucas just smiled.

"Hey, I think I see land!" his friend said, pointing behind him. Lucas turned around and looked.

"Gavin your right, it is land," Lucas said. "And is that a camp with fire?"

"Think it's the kids?" he asked.

"Could be, my friend, could be," he said, nodding. "Maybe this will work out okay in the end after all. Let's land a little ways away."

"Why?"

"So they don't know we're here."

..

Helga sat up with a fright. She had had this horrible nightmare where those guys had come on shore and surprised them. She looked around, but couldn't see anything other than her fellow classmates sleeping. The fire was just embers. She needed to go toilet, but was too scared to go on her own.

"Helga?" she heard a voice whisper. She looked over to see Sheena looking at her. "I need to go. Can you come with me?"

"Yeah, sure, I need to go too anyway," she said, smiling.

Sheena smiled back. Of all the girls she was glad it was Helga. Helga was tough and brave and seemingly fearless, except when rats were involved. She grabbed Helga's hand, and they snuck behind some bushes.

"Let's keep talking to each other, okay?" Helga said.

"Good idea," Sheena said. "Are you going to try out for the school play this year?"

"I don't know," Helga said.

"I think you should," Sheena said. "You do Shakespeare so well. You just have this . . . presence, you know? This way of catching the story . . .oh, I cant manage my words!"

"I know what you mean," Helga said, laughing. She shook and stood up, looking over to see Sheena doing the same. Then she saw a shadow move behind her, but before she could say anything a hand clamped over her mouth, and an arm around her neck, cutting off her air. She tried calling for help, but couldn't and finally passed out.

..

Arnold shivered. Which was odd. Helga should be keeping him warm. He opened his eyes to see she was gone.

"Helga?" he called out quietly. He looked around to see another gap in their group where Sheena should be. "Sheena?"

"What's going on?" Lorenzo asked, sitting up. "Arnold?"

"Helga and Sheena are gone," he said.

"Where?" Gerald asked, also sitting up.

"I don't know."

There was a snap of a brunch in the trees behind them. Gerald, Arnold and Lorenzo all stood up, expecting to see the two girls come out from the trees. Instead two large shadows, turned into the men from the boat.

"Hey, kids, nice fire," the biggest one said, taking a seat and placing what he was carrying down on the ground gently.

"Helga!" Arnold yelled coming forward. They guy aimed a gun at him.

"She's having a nap, poor girl is tired. Sit down," he ordered.

Arnold shook his head and looked at his girlfriends sleeping form. Or at least, he hoped it was sleeping. What if he had killed her? He took a step back and fell to the ground, feeling angry.

"Yeah, you kids got some food?" the other asked, dropping his load.

Sheena.

"What's going on?" Nadine asked, finally stirring and waking up. She froze when she saw who was there.

"Alright, let's pair you kiddies up," the one who was called Lucas said. He picked Helga up and carried her over to Arnold. "Your girlfriend?"

Arnold nodded. Lucas pulled out some handcuffs and cuffed one around Helga's wrist and one around his.

"Pretty girl, fiery," he said laughing. Then he leaned in and whispered, "Fun in bed too, eh?"

Arnold blushed scarlet. He wouldn't know. They hadn't gone that far!

"Oh, I see, virgins," Lucas sneered, then laughed. "Maybe we can work on that." He turned his attention to the others.

Arnold looked away and down at Helga. They had talked about it, of course, but had mutually decided they were too young and would wait until after high school, or at least senior year. Whenever they were both ready. It was something Arnold knew Helga wanted to be special, and he was delighted that that was a special event she wanted to share with him, and he felt the same way. The idea of someone taking that choice away from them, that special-ness away from them, made his heart hurt, and his stomach churn.

They had to get away from these guys.

But how?

Lucas cuffed Rhonda to Curly, Sid to Stinky, Sheena to Gerald and Lorenzo to Nadine.

"Right, now that we have that sorted, where's the food?"

…

Arnold held Helga's hand. He was relieved to feel that her hand was still warm and that she was still breathing. He looked over at Rhonda who looked absolutely miserable stuck to Curly, who was the complete opposite. He had a big grin plastered on his face. She kept throwing glares Nadine and Lorenzo's way.

He looked down at Helga when he heard a groan escape from Helga. He looked down to see her opening her eyes.

"Arnold?" she asked weakly.

"Shhhh," he put a finger to his lips. She frowned, then sat up. Arnold helped her.

"Where's Sheena?" she asked quickly. "I saw someone-"

"Well lookey here, blondie two is awake," a mean voice sang. Helga looked over and stifled her gasp. The guys from the boat. They were here!

Helga looked around and finally saw Sheena, sitting close to Gerald and look her way, tears in her eyes.

"So how old are you kids, anyway?" Gavin asked.

"Fourteen and fifteen," Stinky answered.

"Really?" Lucas asked grinning. "Is that all?"

No one said anything. He looked at Arnold and Helga.

"You two the only ones in this group dating each other?" he asked. Helga felt Arnold stiffen. She looked at him, and the look on his face made her worried. "Well?"

"Yes," Arnold answered.

"You know, international waters . . . I'm looking for some entertainment," he said. He smiles at them, then turned his gaze to Nadine. "I've always been partial to blondes."

"Why aren't we running?" Helga whispered to Arnold. "There's ten of us, we could take them."

"Because they both have guns and aren't afraid of killing people," Arnold whispered back. "And we're seated far enough away from each other that we cant even come up with a plan without them overhearing."

"But-"

"No. If we run they could shoot at us and kill us," Arnold told her. "Even if we get away, we don't know anything about this island, and what's to say they wont shoot the others? No one knows we're here, we'd never be found."

….

"Hello?" Mr. Johansson said, answering his phone. "Do you have some news?"

All the parents looked up. They had gathered at the Boarding House. Phoebe was there also. As were some other classmates, and teachers. He listened for a moment, while everyone watched him.

"They found the boat!" he told everyone.

"Are the kids alright?" Sheena's mother asked.

"So where are they?" he asked to the person on the other side. His face fell. "How long could it take?"

Everyone looked at each other. Stella was using breathing techniques to keep herself from hyperventilating and losing it altogether. She couldn't lose her son again. Not now!

"Okay, thank you," he said. He hung up his phone. He was quiet for a moment. How did he tell everyone? He took a deep breath. There was no way of sugar-coating this. "They found the boat. It capsized. They also found the bodies of the Captain and his second."

"Bodies?" Miles asked. Mr. Johansson nodded.

"But no kids, right?" Bob asked.

"No, they're going to be looking for them though. The emergency rafts were missing. Two of them," he told them. "There's just one problem."

"What's that?" Mr. Peterson asked.

"They're in the ocean somewhere, they just don't know where."

…

"Alright, kiddies, my friend and I need a nap," Lucas said standing up. "Over to the tree, come on."

The all stood up and followed him over to a tree. Helga and Sheena looked at each other and smiled. They knew this tree. They went back to looking sad and scared as Lucas threaded rope through their cuffs and tied it to the tree. 'This will be a cinch to escape', Sid though. They still have free hands!

Lucas stopped by Nadine and breathed in the scent of her hair and touched her shoulder sliding his hand into her top.

"So young and pretty," he said close to her ear. She looked ready to scream. Then he looked over at Arnold and Helga. "The fun we're gonna have."

"Lucas!" Gavin called out. "Time for that later. Let's hide the camp!"

As he walked away they all breathed a sigh of relief.

"We need to run," Helga said.

"They have guns!" Rhonda snapped. "I can't outrun a bullet, can you?"

"We wait til they're asleep you idiot," Helga snapped back.

"We're tied to a tree, in case you hadn't noticed," Lorenzo pointed out. He as tired, cold, and hungry. Not a good combination.

Helga and Sheena smiled at each other, grasped the tree by the trunk and pulled up.

"Whoa!" Sid said. "How'd you do that?"

"Earlier, when we were looking for firewood, Sheena leand against it and it feel out, roots and all," Helga informed them.

"I felt bad, so Helga helped me stand it back up," Sheena explained.

"So all we need to do is slip the rope off over the roots, which means it will be loose enough for us to untie it, and then we can get the heck outta here!" Helga said.

"Yeah, before Lucas puts on his porno play," Sid said.

"Excuse me?" Helga asked. "A what play?"

"You didn't get his innuendo?" Sid asked, genuinely shocked. Helga was usually the most perceptive of the bunch. "He was going to watch you and Arnold have sex, then I think he was going to have some one-sided fun with Nadine."

The colour drained from Helga's face. That one comment was aimed at her, Arnold and Nadine specifically? No. no way. She was not losing her virginity like that. When her and Arnold finally did do it, it was going to be on their own terms and romantic. Not on some deserted island with some creep watching and getting his jollies off!

"Even more reason to get the hell away from here," Helga said.

"We're going to have to be careful though, guys," Arnold told them, helping to lower the tree quietly. He looked towards the two men who were still awake and smiling at each other, covering up their fire pit and taking down their makeshift shelter. "We don't know how big this island is, or what's on it."

"Do we stick together or split up?" Curly asked.

"Stick together for now," Arnold said. He looked around. There was a small hill that seemed to lead to a cliff. "We need to get to high, clear ground and make a flag or some sign so if they fly over they know we're here."

They sat and waited for the guys to get comfy and quiet down. When they were sure it was safe they pulled the tree up, untangled the rope from the roots, then got to work on the knots.

"These guys are idiots," Nadine said, pulling the last of the rope through her cuff.

"Just be thankful," Stinky said. "And let's get the hell outta here!"