She hated him. She hated him more than she ever thought possible. He was a kook- her natural born enemy.
He didn't hate her at all. Not one bit. It couldn't have been farther from the truth. Did she know that? No- and she never would.
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"You and I...
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Logan coughed as his head broke through the surface, palms promptly wiping water from his eyes. His arms swished through the ocean, turning him to the side just as Kori's head popped up next to him. She was okay. He let out a breath of relief, spinning in the other direction.
"Kori!" John B yelled, motioning for them to get inside the raft. "Logan! Come on!"
Kori went first, pushing her arms through the water until she reached them. Sarah grabbed her arm, along with John B, helping her up. She exhaled heavily, chest rising and falling as she collapsed next to Sarah.
"Come on. I got you." John B said, grunting as he pulled Logan inside next.
He didn't hesitate though. "We gotta find Wheezie. We have to find her." He insisted, turning around to face the Coastal Venture with determined eyes.
"Logan, we can't." Sarah murmured, causing him to whip back around.
"What are you talking about? That's Wheeze, Sarah. That's Wheeze." He repeated, nothing but desperation lacing his tone. "We can't leave her."
"She didn't make it in time. We can't go back." John B pointed out. "We're no good to anyone if we're dead. It's too dangerous. We can't."
Logan scoffed. "That is so easy for you to say."
"Hey." Kori interjected, locking onto his uneasy gaze. "He's right, Logan. We have to find the others. She didn't make it."
He just shook his head, leaning back against the side of the boat. "Whatever. Start the engine."
John B did as he said, propelling the Zodiac through the water. Kori was focused on Logan though. On the hard expression plastered to his face. He was angry; she didn't blame him. But John B was right. They couldn't go back.
"Shit." Logan murmured, voice barely audible as he smacked his fist into his palm.
Kori noted the slight twitch in his expression at the small movement and she just knew that it had caused him an immense amount of pain. She subconsciously glanced down at his hands, eyes wandering over the discolored splotches and tiny cuts littering his knuckles.
The Zodiac ripped through the water, briskly turning the corner of the boat as they made it to the other side. Kori lifted her gaze, attention devoted to the ocean. "There they are! They're right there!" She realized, pointing out at Pope and Cleo.
"Hey! We're over here!"
"Pope!" John B yelled, reaching them in seconds.
The two of them climbed inside, but that's when it hit her. JJ wasn't with them. Neither was Kie. And that sent a chill down her spine. If they weren't with Pope and Cleo, where were they?
