Allie's POV:
It was morn, I woke up and the sky was as bright as the sun. I looked at Samra's body. Still pale and cold. I had lost all hope in making her come back to life.
I went to the lake and took a little dip to wash my hair and after that found my funeral clothes and just started writing a little paragraph about her. It was a small one because I didn't get to know her much. It was mostly how she was treated because when I was back in Purgatory, I had the ability to read her mind. I guess now I can use that information to write the paragraph. She was a very beautiful girl. I loved her hair the most.
After I wrote the paragraph, I went and started to prep Samara's body. I went and took the dress I had been making for a couple of days and put it on her. Her body was so cold and delicate. I went to the prarie next to the beach and found some wild lillies that grow near a seperate pond. I watched the peacful pond as it creates life. I watched the fish as they walked across the water. It looked is if they did, but you know, nobody could walk on water.
I left the pond and went back to where I had layed Samara. Hmmm, the body was gone. I looked around to see if she got up and walked away. Then I saw a figure by where the baby was layed. I grabbed Andrew's gun and walked over there.
"Step away from the baby." I said loud and clear.
"Allie?'
The voice sounded familiar, so I walked over to her and turned her around. I gasped.
"Samara!"
I called Andrew and Aaron over. I squeezed her as tight as a nouse.
"Ok, OK. Too much hugging. Your gunna make me pass out," I squeezed her even tighter "ok now your just pushing it."
"I told you I wouldn't ever let you go."
After all the reunion, I felt something grasp my waist and pull me away from the crowd. I looked at the group to see who it was. It wasn't Samara, not Andrew, and Abby couldn't even walk yet. It was Aaron and he was pointing a gun to my head.
"Andrew, help me!" I burst out into tears.
He had finally turned around, he had still had the smile on his face, but then suddenlt grabbed his musket.
"Let her go, Aaron."
"I couldn't believe how you could trust Andrew. Make a move and she dies."
I butted in and said loudly. "Andrew out the gun down."
Samara suddenly got into the fude "Let her go, please don't kill her."
"Samara go get the baby, and stay in the carriage."
"Bu--."
"Just GO!"
She quickly ran and grabbed Abby and sat right into the carriage. Aaron finally spoke again.
"Give me the horse or she dies."
"No. I'm not going to let you take h--."
I butted in again.
"Andrew, trust me. Give him the horse, I'll be ok."
"I can't let him do that. I can't lose you!"
"Trust me, it'll only be for a little while."
"No, it won't Allie, I love you!"
Aaron finally again butted in.
"OH, SHUTUP! Here's the deal lover boy, if your not back on the battlefield by tomorrow morning, this little lady will be working my fields until she lays dead in her footsteps. If your not there, she dies. I'd make your desicion now, because I might kill her early."
"I'll do whatever it takes to make sure she is healthy, alive, and safe in my arms."
"She maybe be safe in the end, but not in your arms."
I was stunned by his answer. As soon as he ordered me to get on the horse, my eyes teared up.
"Just go with him Allie, I'll make sure they stay safe."
"ok."
As the horse trotted away, I watched as the camp soon disappered into the distance. The sunset and Andrew, Abby, and Samara were gone.
Andrew's POV:
That motherfucker is gunna pay.
