Cara's ankle just couldn't cope with the running. Scott found he was now dragging her with him. He didn't mind the weight, he was just focused on getting away. He had no idea how far they had gone but it wasn't far enough. They were never going to be able to outrun the goons now chasing them through the woods. And where were they going? This was a small island; they could only flee so far until they ran out of places to hide.

Scott pushed through the trees, ignoring the branches that whipped back at him and the brambles that tugged at his clothes. Their pursuers sounded very close. The hairs at the back of his neck were standing on end as he waited for the first bullet to hit.

A large stand of grasses gave him hope of cover and he dove through only to find the ground falling away underneath him. He pulled Cara down with him to crash off of a rocky ledge into sand.

Scott scrambled back onto his feet looking desperately around to get his bearings. He was faced with a smooth expanse of still blue water; they had run right back to the lagoon.

He reached to pull Cara back to her feet but she screamed the moment she put any weight on her left foot. The fall had not done her ankle any good.

"Come on!" said Scott desperately trying to lift her up.

"No," she said pushing him away. "I'm only slowing you down. Run. Keep running. Don't wait for me."

"I'm not going to leave you." he said, fighting her attempts to stop him.

"Don't be a hero." she said angrily. "One of has to be free to get help!"

"No." snapped Scott.

The argument was made redundant as the first two gun men burst through the trees, stumbling when they reached the sand.

"Grab the girl." the first man ordered.

"No." cried Scott, charging at the man approaching Cara and knocking him to the ground. If it had just been one man Scott might have managed but the second guy got him in a neck lock and pulled him back.

More mercenaries charged out of the trees. The big goon in the suit marched up to Cara; out of breath, clearly not used to all that running. He grabbed her by the chin and forced her to face him. Then he pushed her back and swore loudly.

"It's not her." he snapped. "Damn it. It's not her!"

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