(I'm sorry this is not edited. I was just to excited to post it!)

"You're a murderer" Caleb exclaims his eyes full with dread, as he stands frozen before the grate that leads to our escape. 

"Caleb, I get you are just realizing this, but I have killed people in front of you before! The guard outside the cell I stole the keys from" I say also referring to that time in the bar, however now that I think about it Caleb doesn't know that it was Sam, Tommy and I.

Caleb's eyes widen and he takes a step back. 

I sigh in frustration. "We don't have time for this" I mutter under my breath. 

"Wha- when? W-what" Caleb stutters.

I throw my head back and roll my eyes. 

"Caleb we seriously don't have time for this. Please let's get out of here, and you can ask me everything once we are safe!" I instruct. 

Caleb stays silent, just watching me. 

"Can I just have a second to process this please, because quite frankly I don't even know how to comprehend what just happened. You killed him so easily-" 

I cut Caleb off. 

"That wasn't easy, my arm is killing me" I seethe, sucking in a breath as I hold my arm. 

Caleb changes his expression into one of concern as he realizes my arm, and he sighs. 

"Fine. But you will tell me everything" He says, leaving no room for arguments. 

"Good, now hurry up!" I jump first into the pipe and Caleb follow behind me, shutting the gate as he goes. 

We walk through the pipes silently, trying to find a way out. It won't be long before the bodies are found, if they aren't already. Most likely the guards Caleb and I left unconscious will be awake now, and they will be coming after us. 

I take a right and stop when I hear footsteps above us. Walking over a grate. 

I stop and stay deathly silent, Caleb notices and copies me. 

"I want them found!!" The man, I recognize as Robert orders the guards. 

I roll my eyes. There he goes thinking he is in charge again. 

They walk away from the grate and turn back to Caleb. 

"We need to hurry" I mouth to him. 

He nods and we begin walking a bit faster, silently through the pipes.

Eventually we find a grate that leads just outside the Woodhound building. I open the grate slightly and peep out, trying to find where to go. 

The outside lights are all lighting up the Woodhound property, and guards rush past, all holding weapons. Looking to catch Caleb and I. 

I turn back to Caleb. "Do you still have the dynamite?" I whisper. 

Caleb nods and reaches into the back of his pants to retrieve the two sticks of explosives. I take them from him and he also reaches into his jacket for the lighter. 

"This is the plan, we are going to run to the wall surrounding this plan, and use the dynamite to blow it to pieces. Then we will have to run, like no tomorrow. Because this explosion will most probably wake up everyone in Woodhound. Maybe even North shore" I joke about the last part, it isn't loud enough to wake North shore. 

Caleb doesn't laugh, he just watches me blankly and expressionless. 

"Tough crowd" I mutter under my breath.

Caleb rolls his eyes, clearly hearing me. 

"I just don't think this is a laughing matter" Caleb replies. 

My eyes widen. "Really tough crowd, okay I get it" 

"So when we running to the wall?" Caleb asks changing the subject. 

"When it's clear" I reply, peeping back out from the grate. 

Two more guards run past, and then three more guards, two minutes later 

After about 10 minutes of waiting for a clearing that never comes, I sigh and take the lighter from Caleb. 

"I'm going to cause a distraction" I state, walking back through the pipes. 

"I'll come with you" Caleb replies, walking next to me. 

"I'm going to need a lookout, so can you stay here" I lie, I don't need a lookout. What would I need a lookout for. 

However Caleb believes me. 

"Fine, I'll stay. Hurry back though, I've got a lot of question I can only ask when we get out of here" Caleb mumbles, returning back to the grate area. 

I roll my eyes. Of course he only wants to get out for that reason. 

I leave a dynamite behind and begin running with the other stick of explosive in one hand and a lighter in the other. 

I run quickly, ignoring the pain shooting through my body from the injuries I had received a little under 2 hours ago. I turn corners after corners remembering my path, and eventually I come to a grate similar to the storage room one however this one looks to lead into helicoptor shed. 

I chuckles, 'Oh I love my job'.

This place seems to be empty, the only movement is from the flickering light above the shed doors, that the helicopter comes in and out of. That's how I can tell it's a helicopter shed, with about 5 stored here. Some covered by sheets, obviously needing mechanics done to make them operate again. 

I chuckle again, and open the grate. 

Lighting the dynamite, I throw it at the helicopters, and it rolls under one of them. However I don't stick around to watch, as I have already jumped into the grate closing it as I jumped, and started sprinting back to Caleb. 

I almost fall over as I begin sprinting as the loud explosion goes off, and knocks the pipe around. 

I steady myself and pick up the pace as I hear the sirens go off. Then there is another explosion. 

Helicopter that needed mechanics must have had some oil or something left around it. 

I grin with excitement, and make it back to Caleb in no time. He is sitting, holding his ears from the loud siren that sounds throughout the speakers spread around the Woodhound property for intruders.

I peek out of the grate and see around 7 guards all running in the direction of the explosion. 

"What did you blow up?" Caleb asks, standing up next to me and looking out of the grate as well. 

"Helicopter shed" I yell over the siren.

 Caleb grins. "Jackson loves Helicopters, Oh I can imagine his face" I chuckle at his excitement of his brothers favorite 'toy' being blown to pieces.

Looking at him, I ask; "You ready?" 

He nods, picking up the dynamite. 

"RUN!" I yell, and fly the grate open. 

Caleb and I both get out from the pipes and begin running across the field towards the wall hidden behind a hedge. 

I hear some guards shout behind us. 

"Caleb!" I yell. 

He turns around and I chuck him the lighter to use on the dynamite. 

He catches it, nods, and keeps running while I spin my AK-47 that was on my back, around and begin shooting at the guards who spotted us. 

I wait for the explosion from Caleb blowing up the wall before I decide to run again. I use this time, catching my breath and hissing as my lungs which are probably badly bruised ache from the movement. 

Eventually the explosion sounds and I feel some of the rubble from the concrete wall hit the back of my neck. 

I keep shooting until my gun runs out of ammunition and I notice I killed 3 of the 5 guards coming closer to Caleb and I. 

I throw the gun away, and begin running towards the wall. Feeling the bullets barely miss me. 

I reach the broken wall and find Caleb on the other side, urgently telling my to hurry up. 

I run through the broken wall, and Caleb grabs my hand as we begin sprinting through the forest that surrounds Woodhound. 

Caleb and I run through the trees, dodging everything in our way, but still managing to keep a firm grasp on each others hands. 

We can hear the guards that are alive running after us, shouting and swearing. 

Caleb and I sprint for another 15 minutes flat, before coming to a screeching halt when we find the river separating Woodhound from North shore. 

I look down stream and notice the bridge itself. 

Thank god, we didn't break through the wall on the opposite side of Woodhound. Because I don't have a clue what is beyond there.

"How do we get across?" Caleb asks panting from the sprint. He looks into the water which has a strong current and is incredibly deep and raises his eyebrow. 

"We let the water drift us downstream angled towards the opposite side which will take us there" I talk quickly, slipping down the bank a little just above the rushing water. 

"Grab my hand" Caleb instructs and I don't disagree.

He slides down next to me and on 3 we both jump into the freezing water. 

We both angle ourselves to face the other side, so the water will project us in that direction. 

I kick and use my good hand to stay afloat. My other hand locked with Caleb's.

We drift downstream slowly making our way to the other side. I ignore the freezing feeling of the water, and I hold back the pain from the pain my my body. 

Looking up I see us go under the bridge, and then I see guards on either side looking for Caleb and I.

My eyes widen as a guard spots us and pulls up his weapon and begins shooting at us, grabbing the attention from the other 4 guards.

I take a lungful of air, as does Caleb and at the same time we both go under the freezing water. 

I force my eyes open and look around which is pointless as the water rushing past is creating bubbles that I can't see through.

We resurface just in time as Caleb and I smack into the bank on the opposite side. 

Caleb let's go of my hand to clutch onto the bank so the current from the river doesn't keep pushing us downstream further. 

I grab onto the bank as well. Desperately clutching onto a tree root and trying and failing to pull myself up.

My bad arm feels like it has broken all over again as I try to pull myself up again and again. 

Caleb gets up and notices my situation. 

He knees down and sticks his hand out for me. 

I take it with my good arm, and he pulls me effortlessly out of the icy river. 

I fall onto the dirt ground and hold my arm. It's searing in pain and its getting annoying. 

My stomach begins throbbing, and I can feel the cuts bleeding once again from being pulled out of the river. 

My shirt becomes blood reddened once again and I can see blood drip onto the ground. 

Caleb doesn't realize as he looks around making sure the coast is clear for us to keep moving. 

He begins walking straight forwards saying something along the lines of 'if we go this way we will eventually lead to north shore'. I ignore him and attempt to get up from the ground only to stumble forward from the pain. 

This is probably the worst pain I have ever been in physically. 

"Ava?" Caleb asks when he notices I'm not following. 

He looks down at me and gasps. 

"Shit. Shit. Shit" He swears over and over, dropping onto his knees and looking at my blood shirt. 

"Crap" He says again and looks at me frantically. 

"Help me up" I instruct. 

Caleb frowns and shakes his head. 

"No Ava, you are losing a lot of blood" Caleb says his eyes wide.

"Well do you want me to stay here and bleed to death" I reply a snarky comment back at him. 

Caleb thinks for a moment, before his arms wraps under my knees and his other arm behind my back as he picks me up bridal style. 

"Caleb I can w-walk" I stutter from the cold.

"Just shut up" He replies back and begins walking quickly through the trees to get to north shore. 

"At least we know Jackson can't use a helicopter to find us" I state chuckling, and I notice Caleb's lips curve upwards slightly. 

Caleb strides quickly through the forest with my in his arms for another 20 minutes in silence before eventually we come to a clearing from the trees and we can see the houses of north shore.

"I feel numb" I say and Caleb keeps walking. 

I see him stop and look up at a sign directing us to a hospital before he begins walking in that direction.

I squirm in his arms. 

"Caleb I can't go to the hospital" I state, squirming a lot more now and falling right out of Caleb's arms. 

"Ava. What the hell. You have lost so much blood, just let me take you" Caleb replies, running his hand through his hair in frustration. 

"We will find a phone both and call Tommy and Sam" I comment, and begin stumbling my way towards the city more where I know a phone booth will be. 

"Fine but Ava let me carry you. You are losing to much blood when you walk" Caleb states in frustration that he didn't get his own way. 

"I'm fine" I gruffly respond, but just as the words leave my mouth I fall face first into the side walk. 

"Fuck sakes" Caleb mutters under his breath, but I still hear him. 

I once again feel Caleb's damp clothing make contact with mine. We had dried a lot from our swim. 

"Caleb. Would you hurry up. I'm not gaining blood here" I huff. 

Caleb rolls his eyes and chooses to ignore me. 

He walks with me in his arms for another 11 blocks. Getting confused and surprised stares from people as we went. 

Yet no shock no one decided to help. 

Eventually we make it to a phone booth and I squirm out of Caleb's hold and land on my feet. Stumbling towards the phone with gritted teeth, I swear under my breath. 

"Caleb we need money" 

Caleb curses, before he looks around the streets at the people staring at Caleb and I in curiosity. 

Why is a bleeding girl, leaning against a phone both while a boy is look worried and frustrated, and both are damp.

"Please! Anyone we need money to call the hos- her mom" Caleb looks at me over his shoulder as if to apologies for mentioning my mother.

I shrug in response and groan at the pain from my stomach. 

I sit down next to the booth and ignore Caleb as he tries to find money. I lift up my shirt an unwrap the bed-sheet fabric from around my stomach. My wounds leak with blood every time I exhale. 

Blood runs down my from stomach and I groan in agony. This shit hurts a hella lot. 

I've never dealt with something as painful as this. It's because my stomach impact my entire body. My cuts on my stomach make my entire body numb. 

I ring out the bloody and damp fabric and re-wrap the still damp and bloody fabric around my stomach. 

Caleb comes back holding two quarters. 

I take them from him, and he helps me to my feet so I can use the phone. 

I clench my jaw and place the first quarter into the booth. 

Dialing Tommy's number I lean against Caleb for support. 

Tommy doesn't pick up. 

Why would he pick up the phone from a random phone booth? Oh that's right his friend is missing the jack ass. 

I place the second quarter in and dial Sam's number. I feel Caleb watching me, probably surprise that I know his best friends number off by heart. 

I sigh in relief when Sam picks up on the third ring. 

"Who is this!?" He asks vigorously.

"Sam, we're at...-" I look at the street name from the sign. "Marsden Street" 

Sam sighs and then hangs up, obviously coming to get us. 

I fall to my knees and Caleb falls down with me. 

He pulls me against him and holds me tightly. 

"Thank you for saving me" He murmurers into my ear. 

I chuckle, but regret it as my body aches once again. 

"You owe me one" I reply. 

People passing in the street look at us oddly, but I ignore them as I wait in Caleb's arms for Tommy and Sam to arrive. 

Caleb chuckles and I smile at the sound. 

I struggle to breath and look down to find that the fabric had come undone around my stomach. 

I try to pull it back up however I begin to see black dots appear in my vision. 

"Ava?" Caleb starts talking but I can't hear him.

Everything goes black and I lose consciousness.

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Well here it is, part 2 of the escape. 

I wouldn't call this ending a cliff hanger... I just decided to end it because POV will change next chapter. 

Anyway, sorry for the wait from the chapter!!! Forgive me! :D

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