Uncharted||Mistaken [Book 2]

Chapter 15 - Demanding

"Nate you're one crazy son of a bitch." (Y/N) mutters, swerving when a truck pulls in front of her. She keeps her eyes on him and tries to get in range for him to rejoin her.

"Oi assholes, move outta the way!" She yells, ramming the smaller cars and avoiding the big ones.

Nate jumps from truck to truck and (Y/N) drives on a ledge above, keeping up with the convoy.

"Come on, Nate." She mumbles, pressing her foot down and he lands onto the truck mounted with a grenade launcher. He uses this to his advantage and he takes them out with the grenades.

"Hey, (Y/N) this way!" He shouts, aiming the grenade launcher towards her. She drives down to behind him, near the cliff's edge and ducks her head.

"Watch where you're pointing that thing!" She shouts back and he grins. Driving behind, (Y/N) swerves and makes use of the driving skills she had.

"Nate! Get these guys offa me!" She calls, finding it increasingly difficult to get near him.

"You got it!" Is his reply and he takes out the jeeps, one after the other.

"Nate!" She shouts and drives the truck up near him, just as his catches on fire. Nate jumps across, landing in the back and (Y/N) hits the top of the truck. "You okay back there?"

"Yeah. There's the lead car, gun it!" He replies and ahead of them was the single car that they needed.

"Hold on!" (Y/N) warns, pressing her foot down and catching up to it.

"Haha! That's right you bastards! We got you now!" Nate shouts, but his joy is short lived as a soldier appears, holding a rocket launcher. "Oh crap."

(Y/N)'s eyes widen and as he fires, she sharply turns the wheel, making them swerve and dodge the rocket. However, she doesn't have enough time to regain control over the car and they tilt and fall off the edge.

Opening the door, (Y/N) is quick to fall out the side onto a ledge of the cliff and Nate jumps off the back, landing next to her. He is the first to stand and climb back up, pulling and rolling back on the higher ledge.

"Come on." He says and (Y/N) groans, heaving herself up. He grabs her hands, pulling her up and they collapse on the floor next to each other, out of breath.

"Just like old times, huh?" Nate says, giving a chuckle.

"You could say that. Although, I don't recall ever falling off a cliff in a truck before." She answers and he smiles. Sitting up, she looks down at him, snow covering his hair as they make eye contact.

There's a silence as he slowly sits up. A pause and intakes of breath as he inches closer.

"So, now what?" She questions, clearing her throat and turning to face forward. His lips were inches away and she can feel the cold breath on her neck.

A monastery looms in the distance, and the breath fades as he turns to look. "We head to the creepy old monastery. What else?" Nate says.

Taking out his binoculars, he looks through them. "There's Schäfer." He states. "Damn it." He then curses, annoyed.

"What's happening?" (Y/N) asks, looking at his reaction.

"Lazarevic has him."

"Oh, no..." She whispers, looking back to the monastery.

"You ready for this?" Nate questions, putting his binoculars away and turning to her. She gives him a small smile. "Do you really need to ask?"

Nate smirks, standing up and grabbing her hands to pull her to her feet.