Chapter 22

He searched the rest of the warehouse, He found one emergency bag with the usual supplies, a change of clothes, money, a knife and a first aid kit.

' Why did she left this here? She already disposed of Jack... Unless the message is not done yet. But why would she leave this place unattended for? Anyone could get in. Unless that's why the light was on, people would assume there was someone inside. ' He left the bag where he found it, minus the money, and walked back to where Jack was on display. ' She found him, she definitely saw the marks that I left in him. She knew that I was coming here. She had to know I would come as soon as left work. ' When he remembered, he gave a small laugh. ' But I didn't leave work at my usual time, so I arrived to early. She's operating on my usual time, I never leave early. Which means she'll be back here at any moment for the finishing touches. '

He turned off the light and hid in a corner, all entries in sigh, and in an area that would still be in the shadows when she lighted the lamp. And he waited, it shouldn't take long.


Scot was crouching near a tree, bow and arrow ready, his breathing was steady and silent. His target was about 120 yards ahead. He let his breath out and let the arrow go, straight through the heart.

He approached and picked the small rabbit, his dinner for the night. He was returning to the camp when he heard a something to his left. He took an arrow from the quiver, placed it on the bow and hid behind a tree. Observing and listening to the sounds around him. About a minute later he saw who was making the sounds. With a small smile he let the arrow go, planting itself on a tree passing inches from the blond girl's head.

" You should be hunting your dinner. " Said Artemis, turning to the direction the arrow came and seeing him walking towards her.

" Already have. " He said, pointing towards a sac tied to his belt. " Do you have yours? "

" Would I be going back to camp if I didn't? " She removed the arrow from the tree and tossed to him.

They made their way to their camp. They were on a survival training, they were dropped on a non identified forest, with only a few tools and no means of communicating with the outside world, only an emergency phone, only to be used in the most extreme of cases. Not that they were thinking of using it, how embarrassing would it be, asking for help on a simple surviving training?

They were supposed to spend two months on the forest. On the last day they were going to be picked up from a predetermined place that was given to them when they were dropped off on the forest.

They were camping on a small cave they found, big enough for the two of them.

As soon as they arrived on the camp they started preparing their meals, both of them had caught rabbits, there were a lot of them in the area.

They ate in silence, there was no need for small talk between them. They cleaned after themselves and sat looking at the fire, the sun was already gone, and the stars were shining in the sky.

Scot was playing with his knife, throwing it in the air and catching it again. Artemis was observing the way the fire reflected on the dancing blade.

" I care about you Scot. "

He almost dropped the knife. He turned to her, looking at her face, her usual grin absent. Her blue eyes locked in his own green ones.

" Do you care because you are supposed to, or because you actually do? " He asked, he had noticed long ago that the masters would be more that happy to have the two best apprentices together. The heir's son and the rescued girl, both with completely different styles and talents, that worked together perfectly somehow.

" Does it matter? "

" Yes. "

" Why? If it is the best for the Order? "

" I will not have my feelings controled, all the rest already is. But not this. This is mine. "

She didn't answer for a while, just looking at him.

" I do for myself. My feelings are my own. But it does makes me happy to know that they want this to. Because I would not go against them. "

He looked at the blade in his hand.

" I care for you too, Arty. "

Both teenagers laid next to each other, watching the stars, and listening to the sounds of the forest.