Pushing some large leaves to one side, Jane punched the air in celebration.

”Get in.” she instructed, pushing Tag in ahead of Maura. The cave was dark but dry and free of wildlife. As the three settled into the gloom they were glad from the respite in shooting.

”So, what do we know?” Jane asked as she pulled a jumper from her bag to sit on.

”Well, it seemed there were two shooters.” Tag offered. ”I didn’t see them or the weapons.”

”What are they doing here?” Jane turned her query to Maura who only shrugged.

”OK, we need to gather up some firewood or something we can burn.” Tag began, ”We also need some fresh water.”

”Oh.” Maura’s eyes lit up with pride. ”I found a bucket in the surf; I set it out on the beach to collect rain water.”

Jane gazed lovingly at her girlfriend. Even in a crisis, she was always one step ahead of everyone else.

”We probably shouldn’t be out in the open though.” Tag admitted. He didn’t want to be the bearer of bad news, but he also didn’t want anyone else to die. ”They were good shooters.” Tag explained. ”I couldn’t see them but they didn’t seem to miss. Not a single shot.”

”So, at least two sharp shooters with decent rifles and scopes.” Jane surmised. ”We have some food and water, but we’ll need to find more.”

”They seemed to take shelter in the rain. The shots only started once the rain stopped.” Maura observed, ”If it starts raining again, we can go and get the bucket and move it, then we’ll have some source of fresh water.”

Tag got to his feet. ”The trees seem to get thicker towards the middle of the island, I should be able to find some dry kindling or logs to make a fire, I remember seeing it on TV.”

Jane smiled, ”Cast Away?” she asked softly.

”Bear Grylls!” Tag hit back with a warm laugh. ”You two stay here.” He sounded almost authoritative but his eyes pleaded with Jane. ”Please? I want to help.”

Jane nodded. ”Stay in the trees, keep low to the ground and be careful!”

Tag nodded as Jane squeezed his hand in support.

As he left, Maura sighed. Her legs hurt. Rubbing at the wounds absently, she felt the warm blood seeping into the material. Jane watched her in silence, her eyes following her fingers.