The Prey

Mutual Need

"Bit simple, isn't it?" Chance questioned, unconvinced.
"It's the only plan we've got." I sighed.
"True," he agreed "I'm in. Good luck trying to get Dane to agree to work with me."
I groaned in frustration, I hadn't thought of that. The plan would require the two to trust one another. "Well, if I kill Mitch and Ryan before anyone else gets shot, then he won't need to trust you."
"The real question is: do you? Trust me?" His almost black eyes glared into my own.
"We have a mutual need, you want revenge, I want freedom. That's stronger than trust." I muttered. "And I trust you enough to not kill me, or anyone else, after this is all over."
"Fair enough." He shrugged. "After this is all over, I'll leave you all alone and go take down other facilities."
Another thing I hadn't thought got of: the facilities in Mexico and Uruguay. "I'm coming with you."
"Hmm? I thought you wanted to get as far away from me as possible." He said, stunned almost.
"If you don't try to kill me then I don't see why that's necessary." I stated.
"Good, we shall make a rather good team." He said quietly.
I peaked out of the windscreen, the sun was setting early due to the time of year. "Get some sleep." Chance ordered and, since I didn't want to see his psycho side again, I obliged.

"Lisa Sherzad, wake up before I shoot you!" Chance's voice interrupted my rest. My eyes shot open to see him stood outside the van with his arms crossed.
"That wouldn't be helpful for either us us." I murmured as I got stiffly out of my sleeping position and exited the van.
He did some form of impression of me and shut the door behind me.
My eyes adjusted to the scene of the field in complete darkness with only our own torches to light the way to the facility. "I'm going to see Dane." I stated and started to trek to the farm house.
"Tell him I'm sorry." Chance called from behind me with complete sincerity."Why don't you tell him yourself?" I offered, waving my hand to show that he was welcome.
"Nah, even though he's crippled I'm sure he'd love to rip off my head." And Chance actually laughed, a comforting sound after listening to him screaming hysterically for at least three hours.
"Okay." I didn't say any more and walked quickly towards the entrance. I was almost relieved to be back, outside it was freezing- not to mention the fact that Chance and Andrew were beginning to dispose of Howard. I shut the door behind me quickly and, like a tidal wave, my thoughts came crashing down on me. I had ended a life, pulled someone away from those he loved and shot him without an argument. I rushed down the hallways, clutching my rapidly beating chest and letting tears stream down my face. I crashed through my door without a thought about waking Dane. I slammed the door shut and leaned against it for some support since my entire body was, yet again, trembling.
"It's gonna be okay." Dane's voice cooed from the darkness of my room which sent me into another fit of sobs. "I can't get to you, come over 'ere."
I turned the light on and shifted across the floor. "Sorry for waking you." I cried.
"I haven't got time to be angry." He whispered and held open his arms, which clearly pained him, so I laid in them gently.
"You've got plenty time." I whispered.
"If you say so," he smiled at me warmly "why would I be angry with you? Its not your fault. None of this is. I wish this had never happened to you."
"At least I got to meet you." I sighed.
He blushed brightly, so I chuckled. For milliseconds he stared at each other before we kissed. This one was different though, because, for the first time, we felt something other than sympathy for each other.