His unhealthy obsession. (Rafe Adler)

5. Your doom

The sound of explosions, of bullets falling to the ground, people screaming, shooting. Your mind was all over the place at this point. You didn't know whether to focus on the snow moving inside your shoes, the coldness hitting your face, the pain in your shoulder, you just knew you had to find Sam and Nate as soon as possible.

Making your way over the freshly made holes, rocks started collapsing blocking your only entrance and making you fall to the ground from the impact. "Fucking shit, I hate everything..." You muttered under your breath as your body remained on the floor for a few seconds, before using both your arms to get up. "I can't lose more time..." Looking around the ruins, you tried to make your way to the top. Using the only force left in your body, you used your hands to try and reach a rock that was the perfect length to climb up. "Come on, you can do this..." You said as you closed your eyes and sighed, only to jump and successfully climb out. 

Once your feet made their way to the snow once again, you quickly crouched down, making your way over to one of the shoreline's boxes scattered around the place, trying to go uncover,  since you didn't have a gun with you. 

That's when you heard gunshots starting to get closer, and closer, and even closer. The vibration of footsteps could be sensed on the ground. Right beside you, a man fell, making you scream as you didn't expect it. You quickly covered your mouth hoping no one heard you, but then again, the sound of footsteps got closer, the only thing you could do was close your eyes, your legs were too weak to run again at this point, and praying was your only option.

"Y/n...?" A male voice said as they made their way over to you. The sound of snow crushing down on their feet. Your eyes opened slowly, squinting at the figures in front of you. You couldn't believe what you saw, at this point, you thought you were dreaming, even words couldn't come out of your mouth. "Oh my god, princess, what happened to you..."Sam quickly asked as he lifted you slowly, noticing the wound on your shoulder. As Sam did that, Nathan got behind him. "Guys, I know we didn't see each other in a long time, but we need to hurry, Sully is waiting for us!" You quickly looked around before nodding.

The three of you continued descending, trying to make your way over to Sully's plane. There were times when you would hide behind Sam's and Nathan's back whenever mercenaries tried to shoot you. "God wasn't Victor saying the weather is lovely this time of year!? I can't see shit." Sam said, sounding annoyed. "Just keep heading down until we hit the water," Nathan replied as he kept running. You just keep quiet the whole time, Sam, on the other hand, kept giving you stares and, sometimes, even grabbing your arm softly, trying to make sure you were still there.

"Boys, they're shooting at my plane. Hurry the hell up, or your ride's gonna sink!" Was quickly heard through the walkie-talkie, it was Sully. You guys kept running, shooting, hiding. Out of nowhere, you felt someone grab your arm once again, it was Nathan. You didn't think much of it until he jumped, making you jump with him in the process. "Okay, here we go...ahh! Get ready!" He screamed as he threw his hook over a branch. "Hold onto me, Y/n!" You quickly did what he said, wrapping your arms around his torso.

"Ahh, this is gonna suck!" That was all you heard Sam say before falling into the cold ocean. Your body was in complete pain, but your arms were still wrapped around Nathan's torso, he just kept swimming over to the plane. "Sully! Get her going!" With those final words, both Nathan and Sam helped you get inside of the plane, not without them getting in as well. "Go, go!" And with that, Nathan closed the door, making the plane start flying.

Your eyes were closed as you tried to catch your breath. It felt like you could fall asleep at any moment, that's when Sam sat beside you, wrapping a towel around your cold figure. You opened your eyes to look at him, he just gave you a worried expression. "Hey, princess. How you hanging..." Your hands tightly squeezed the towel, holding it close to your body. "Can't complain..." His hand trailed over to the back of your head, making you lower it so it could rest on his shoulder. "How about you rest, you'll have to tell us everything that happened later." You just made a noise in approval, closing your eyes again, not without hearing Victor talk about King's Bay, that's when you drifted to sleep.