AN: Alright. So I've decided this Chapter will be teaching Alex how to use the bow. Seems only logical since in MP he can use it.. and only due to your good skill you got as a result of practicing using Croft.. he is magnificent with the tool as well in the game. :) So I figured it more plausible that he gets taught by her at some point.. etc, etc I just wanted to do more fluff :P And since GuardEzio is such a good reviewer (I officially dedicate this Chapter and the next to to you!) .. this Chapter will come up in two parts with some Whitman bashing.. verbal and physical :) I wasn't sure I wanted to throw punches but.. I figured out a way to get back at him without resigning (I feel like there's a better word?) to hitting.. just yet. Maybe when he's done something to REALLY deserve it :) Lara Croft kicks ass, so why can't she kick Whitman's? She has the talent :)

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'No, No. Alex, like this.'

She demonstrated the technique for him. Notching an arrow on the string and pulling it back to take aim at a bird sitting on a branch less than 20 feet away.

She was trying to teach him how to hunt using the small Rabbits and Birds that were abundant on this Island.

He, however, was not so keen on using them as target practice.

He felt the world get fuzzy as her arrow collided with the poor creature effectively ending its time on the Earth.

Lucky bastard was getting off the Island. It wasn't fair.' Lara, .. I – I don't th-think, .. that.. ' he stopped. He never finished his thought. His stomach answered for him as it returned the small breakfast he'd consumed only an hour or so before the lesson.

This is a good idea..

'Oh, Alex..' Lara sighed and set her weapon down on the side of the tree opposite him and took a few steps to stand by his side. She really did sympathize with him on this. It was gross, but if they wanted to live it had to be done.

She patted and rubbed his back lightly, she tried to be as soothing as she could. Lara hadn't ever needed to really comfort someone. Sam always did the comforting.

Oh Sam, I really wish you were here..

'I think – I'm okay.' Alex announced as he leaned back up. He almost immediately doubled over again

'Ahh, – Okay, not so much then..' he spat bitterly, coughing a few more times in the hopes of completely getting rid of his meal this time.

'It's okay, Alex. Take your time.' Lara spoke quietly. She took this moment to observe the scene around them.

It was quiet. Nothing much was happening at camp. Roth and Grim were trying to mentally escape the Island and were talking Sports Scores from the last game they had listened to aboard the Endurance. They seemed happy. Although probably not. It was nice for them to fake it at least. Morale around the camp needed to be better.

Jonah was making something for lunch already. He was such a good cook no one complained that food wouldn't last too long at this rate. Especially not if it was going to be forest floor decoration anyways.

She grimaced at the thought of Alex retching next to her. It wasn't his fault. She bore no ill-will. Some people just didn't take to the forest life. Considering her up-bringing Lara wasn't exactly so sure herself how she'd come to be okay with it.

And Whitman.. Whitman was..

Wait, where is he..

She scanned over the camp once more and having no success in locating him she decided to do a more thorough search herself.

She pressed her hand briefly against his shoulder letting him know she was departing for a moment.

'Alex, I'll be right back.. I need to check on something, okay?' she smiled looking down at him briefly.
He didn't make eye contact but he removed his glasses and wiped his forehead before shutting his eyes tight leaning back over again, bracing his hands on his knees. 'O-Okay, ..'

She removed her hand from him and started to walk off toward the Base Camp.

Where has that old sod wandered off to now..

Lara made her way through the boxes littered with stuff they had managed to salvage from the wreckage left on shore of previous Boats that had the misfortune of coming across this Island.

Still no sign of Whitman.

She asked the members of the camp if any of them had seen the Doctor wandering about.

Reyes was the least amused. Assuring Lara that 'If that dumb bastard has wandered off again. He can fend for himself.'

Lara couldn't resist a smile a that. Reyes and her disagreed about a lot. This was one thing that they both adamantly agreed on.

Lara continued to wander about the camp until she was completely sure she'd checked every place they'd established as Camp Territory.

He must be outside the boundaries then.. typical..

She briefly entertained the idea of dropping it and going back to Alex and continuing the lesson.. but something kept tugging her forward.

She started making her way through the thick underbrush by intuition. Swatting the branches hanging low out of her way.

After a good five minutes of trekking through the trees Lara found him.

As she ventured out of the trees cautiously she took note of the fact that he hadn't noticed her yet. She decided to use this to her advantage for the moment. It was obvious by his position hunched over whatever he was doing.. his intent was secretive.

She approached him on nimble feet, barely making any sound against the forest floor as she crept up on him.

What did he have in his hands? That was –

Alex's notebook..

She recognized it from before the Voyage. All the students on the Expedition had been given a Leather bound notebook to write in. It had been made suggested that each person do something unique to the book to identify it as their belonging.

Sam had put Stickers all over the front of hers. It was covered in bright characterizations of little animals. It suited her personality, she liked silly things like that.

Alex had Sam help him glue what looked like a schematic for some sort of technological device on the front of his. It worked. He liked to fix and modify various things. He was quite good at it too.

From Lara's vantage point just behind Whitman, it looked like he had Alex's Journal in his hands.

'Whitman, what are you up to?'

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AN: Whew! You do not wanna be caught in any of Lara's friend's personals :) Next Chapter is going to be published.. immediately.. then you probably won't hear from me until next Sunday. Life takes presidency.. sorry guys :( I may not be on.. but rest assured that I will be writing in my time away. :) As I said before. I dedicate this to GuardEzio because she/he and I were talking and it came up how much we both have extreme distaste toward Whitman and I kinda took what was exchanged and made it into a prompt. I wanted to have her teach Alex how to use a bow, but writing a whole Chapter about that was boring and proved difficult. This works better in my opinion.