Free Kincade's Rose (Megalodon Team) by Aliyah Burke

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Tyson’s tall form in front of her, she followed him back onto the trail and out
into the open meadow where he began to run.
    Jayde saw a helicopter sitting there in the
middle of the tall grass.  Five figures holding guns were illuminated with
every flash of lightning.  Trepidation froze her feet to the ground; she
couldn’t move.
    Tyson turned back around to see her stopped
in her tracks.  She heard the yells over the chopper and rain clearly enough
and saw him look at the other end of the meadow where headlights from a Jeep
were speeding towards their location.  He swore as he yelled, “Jayde, come to
me!”
    His voice seemed to penetrate her haze. 
She wiped her eyes and saw his shadow.  She began to run, her boots slipping in
the mire, the large poncho entangling about her legs, but she never stopped.
She continued to run straight to the man with whom she felt safe.  As she
reached him, Jayde would have sworn she saw pride in his gaze as he locked eyes
with her and gestured her on towards the chopper.
    This time he paced himself with her,
seeming to understand that she needed him there.  “Keep your head low,” he
shouted as they got up to the vehicle.  Jayde barely had time to look at the
men or their weapons before a strong arm reached out and lifted her up into the
chopper, Tyson jumping in right after her as the shots broke out.  The men
outside returned fire on the Jeep as they climbed back into the chopper.
    Jayde saw flashes of light coming from the
muzzles of the guns before she was sandwiched in between Tyson and another
person she didn’t know.  She felt the helicopter moving and soon they were
flying.
    There were nine other men in the interior
and all of them were looking at her with blatant curiosity.  She shrank against
Tyson’s wet yet safe body, not noticing the knowing smiles that passed among
the crew as his strong arms lifted her to a sitting position, removed her
drenched poncho, and maneuvered her back between his legs before covering them
both with a dry blanket, effectively hiding her curvaceous body from their
gazes.  The chopper flew for some time; and as the warmth penetrated her body,
pushing the remnants of the adrenaline out, she felt herself beginning to dose
off.  The last she remembered was a set of lips brushing a gentle kiss on the
top of her head.
     
    Jayde awoke slowly.  Her whole body ached
with a stiffness she didn’t understand.  She knew she was in a bed, but where,
she didn’t know.  Her brown eyes opened slowly and took in her surroundings.
    The room was small, just the bed and a
chair in it.  There were no windows and a dim overhead light bulb allowed her
to see.  She sat up in bed and realized she wore no clothes.  Gripping the
sheet around her nude body, she edged towards the one open door that led to the
bathroom.  As she passed the chair, she saw some clothes on it, so Jayde
grabbed them and took them with her.
    Finally relieving her full bladder, she
decided to take a shower and loosen up her tight muscles.  Jayde locked the
bathroom door and even brought the chair in and wedged it under the doorknob
before she felt remotely safe enough.
    She washed quickly and dried off before
picking up the clothes she’d snagged.  The bra and panties were her size and
looked new.  The shirt was a little large but it would work.  Jayde eyed the
pants; they were ugly olive green khakis, but they fit.  She put on the black
socks and tied off the pants around her ankles.
    Looking at her reflection in the mirror,
Jayde curled her lip over her hair; then she looked down and saw a brush and
scrunchie along with an unopened toothbrush and a tube of toothpaste.  There
was also a stick of deodorant and a jar of baby powder, both of which she
used.  She brushed her teeth and combed her hair, putting it up in a ponytail
with the scrunchie.
    Just before she unwedged the chair from the
door, she noticed the ring on her finger.  Its silvery glow halted her for