Just Like Old Times

Guarma

This chapter is rated M for sexual content.

Lilly felt awful. She was wet and sand was stuck all over her body and water spurted from her lungs. She opened her eyes and lifted herself to sit. She was on a beautiful shore. "Uuuugh, god dammit, Lilly...you stupid feckin' eejit!"

Lilly smacked herself in the head and slowly got up. She knew that boat looked familiar and yet she hadn't remembered from where. She scanned the area but could not find her men or her brothers. "Hello?! Anyone there?! HELLO?!"

She turned around and saw Brian not too far off on the shore. Lilly ran and staggered to him and knelt down. "Brian! Brian! WAKE UP!"

Brian's eyes opened and Lilly sighed in relief. She helped him up on his paws and Lilly scanned around again for any sign of life. She found none. Where the hell was everyone? She was exhausted and severely hydrated. That was not good for her wee bairns. Lilly felt her tummy. No movement. Was that bad? She pat her stomach. Nothing. Shit. Lilly looked into the forest and saw some men coming out with guns. Brian growled and Lilly put her hands up. "Brian, no."

Brian stopped growling but he moved to stand in front of his sister. The men approached her cautiously and one of them held out a canteen. Oh thank God. She grabbed it and drank the water heavily. When she'd had her fill, Lilly knelt down and fed the rest to Brian. It was then that Lilly was offered a sort of red fruit by a dark colored man and she took it. She bit into it. It was a little bitter but she didn't care, it was food.

"Hello," he said.

"Hello," Lilly replied. "Um, where am I?"

"You are on Guarma. My name is Hercule Fontaine. What is your name?"

Lilly brushed the sand off her blue and white vest. "Lilly Morgan. Mrs. Lilly Morgan. Say, uh, you didn't happen to see a bunch of men and another white wolf lookin' as destitute as us, did ya?"

"Yes, except the other wolf."

"Shite. How many men did you see?"

"Seven."

"Shite again, one of 'em is missin'. Well, if you could point me in their direction, I would...ooooh," Lilly bent over and pressed her palms into her knees. "As ucht Dé, I don't feel so good."

"You are dehydrated and starving. Come. We will give you food and water and we will see about getting you to these men you speak of." Hercule reached into his pouch and pulled out a chunk of meat, tossing it to Brian who ate it hungrily.

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Arthur fell to his knees in the sand and groaned. He was thirsty, hungry, and hot. James was as well and he licked Arthur's face as if to coax him into walking more. He barked weakly and nudged his nose under Arthur's armpit.

"Alright, James. Hold on, just...just gimme a minute."

James whimpered and sniffed around as if looking for something. Arthur had woken up not too long ago with James and they'd been wandering along the beach looking for their posse. And where was Brian and Lilly? He was distressed mostly about his young, pregnant wife. She was tough but had she made it with the rest of the group? He remembered her getting in the boat with the rest of the men and the wolves but he distinctly remembered her and the wolves diving in after him. That silly, brave, stupid wife of his. She really was of the heroic stock. Arthur got back up after James' persistance strengthened him and they kept walking. Soon after, though, Arthur collapsed again and fell on his stomach. James whimpered and licked his face again.