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All Together

"What are we going to do Mary?" Hiding behind a bush, not wanting Liam, nor Michael to hear them. Looking at them, still feeling relaxed, she focuses her attention onto him.

"Okay Connor, here's the plan. I'll go inside the tent and get as much of our stuff as we can." This makes the child even more worried for her.

"But they'll wake up." Before she puts her hands onto his face.

"Connor, Connor listen, I know but it's the only thing we can do. We can't get everything. Once I get some of our stuff, we make a run for it alright." Connor doesn't feel entirely sure. They could wake up from the amount of noise Mary can make if she tries to do anything that might attract any unnecessary attention.

"Connor, listen. I need you to be my eyes and ears okay. If the guy outside the tent wakes up, distract him, lead him away, got it." He doesn't answer straight away from what she's trying to get. But all he could do was nod his head. Understanding that this is what needs to be done for the two of them. The only thing he wishes they could do was leave.

With that done, Connor raises his head, turning his attention on Liam. Still sleeping through his snoring sounds, he looks at Mary before she raises herself up. Creeping towards the tent, doing it incredibly slow, ensuring she doesn't step on any branches.

Her eyes centered forwards on the tent, including the ground, minding her steps. This would go on for a couple of minutes as Connor could only watch, trying to hold his breath as his worries begin to get the best of him. Just wishing she makes it quick.

Making it inside the tent, only for her to take a look at Liam who still remains asleep. His snores are a bit loud yet enough for her to know she can still make it inside. Before putting herself inside the tent, she takes a slow look inside. Seeing Michael, unconscious and wounded from his bear attack, based on what she's seeing, he won't wake up easily from her sounds. Even if so, she still chooses to remain quiet, in case his eyes open.

Inside, going around him by kneeling, moving her hands and legs slowly. One step at a time. Michael's breathing is a sound she doesn't want to hear as it gets more close to her, the more she tries to reach her bag.

With the bag in her possession, she grabs the remaining rations, equipment, and personal items, slowly, with one item in her hand onto the bag at a time, not wanting to attract attention from the two of them. Continuing to do so quietly seems to make Michael's eyes open a bit, unaware of the matter as her focus is on the items.

His eyes, slowly opening, having recovered a bit from his wounds but his eyes, still remaining blurred, but yet begins to see a woman right next to him. Not looking at him, like she's stealing things from him, even if it's not his room.

That's enough of the items she could bring for herself and Connor, all she could bring. Now in her head, time to leave. Slowly taking more steps out of the tent.

"Mary?" Hearing someone else say her name, she turns her head towards him. To her shock and fear, his eyes are opened. Still blurred and his voice feeling raspy. He says her name.
Michael saying her name, she's caught. That's all she could think. And with that thought, Mary and Connor need to get out of there as soon as possible.

Till Michael, his right arm, now mobile, grabbing her leg, causing her trip, making lots of sounds. Hearing those sounds, he awakens. His eyes wide open.

"Michael..." Looking around, realising he's been asleep for a while. Connor, seeing Liam awake, immediately begins to panic, knowing Mary is still inside the tent.

"LIAM!!!" At the top of his voice, his vision, still feeling blurred. Her chest, beating fast, kicking Michael, as he groans.

Michael screaming his name, the groaning pain he's feeling from the amount of kicking Mary is giving him, realising something is happening as he rushes inside the tent.