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Stranded (Part 2) - James Conrad, Kong: Skull Island

The next day you accompanied Hank to say goodbye to Gunpei. James was glued to your side. He hadn't been more than three inches from you since your reunion. Not that you blamed him. You didn't want to let him out of your sight either. You had long ago forced yourself to accept the fact you would never see your husband again. So to have him here, to be able to touch him and hold him, was mind blowing. You were still having difficulty convincing yourself it wasn't all an elaborate dream. 

The hideous noise the homemade boat made when they started it up ended up being all the convincing you needed. Surely it would have ran much smoother in a dream. The brief celebration was cut short when you realized the entire village had come out to see you off. You stood beside Hank as he said goodbye. You added your own thanks feeling a small twinge at leaving the people that had taken you in. James stood behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist. You leaned back against his chest, taking comfort in his presence. 

You cruised the river, searching for any sign of the others. "I got a wife," Hank said suddenly, causing you to look up. The two of you had talked about your families before, but not often. It was a painful topic when you thought you'd never see them again. Now there was hope. "Had a wife. Have a wife. I guess I don't know any more." He showed her picture to James and Mason. "We got hitched right before I deployed. I got a telegram from her the day before I got shot down. She said we just had our baby boy. I got a son out there. A grown man I've never met."

"Yeah, she definitely thinks you're dead, man," Slivko said from his perch on top of the boat.

You snatched a piece of fruit from your bag and pelted it at him. It hit the arm he threw up to block his face. "Hey! I was just saying."

"Dumbass," you grumbled while James tried to reassure Hank.

"You don't know that. You'd be surprised how long people wait," he said with a look in your direction.

You gave him a soft smile in return. "One more day," you said to Hank.

He grinned. "One more day, Slayer."

James glanced at you in question.

"It was kind of our mantra," you explained as you stood and wiped your hands on your clothes. "We'd often talk about all the things we'd be willing to do to have just one more day with our loved ones." You wrapped your arms around James and rested your head against his chest as you looked at Hank. "You'll get your day, Hank."

Your conversation got interrupted by a voice on Slivko's radio. Plans were made to meet up with the  others. Suddenly, Nieves screamed and you all turned to the rear of the boat to see him being carried off by the lizard birds. 

"Damn it." James and Slivko rushed for the weapons. It only took you a second to realize they weren't going to shoot. You grabbed James's weapon from him and aimed it at Nieves. Your aim was true and he was dead before the creatures started ripping him apart. Tears flooded your eyes but you set your jaw and handed the gun back to your husband. "It was the only way to help him."

You didn't wait for a response as you turned away. Hank gave you a nod. He understood. It wasn't the first time you'd been put in that situation. No, the first time you hesitated, and the victim suffered for hours before you found them. You vowed then never to let it happen again, and you hadn't. 

"Slayer," was all Hank said to the rest of your group. You kept your back turned, not wanting to see their expressions. 

Soon you met up with Packard and his men. Introductions were made then he announced he still had a man unaccounted for. "Chapman's with a downed Sea Stallion just west of here."

"West? We can't go west," Hank started and you held up a hand to cut him off. He had a tendency to sound crazy when he got riled up.

"If your man is west of here, he's already gone. If you go after him, you will be, too. There are things on this island you can't possibly imagine," you explained.