Madog turns his snowmobile on, sending a wave of snow over Tank as he turns the engine on.
I chuckle, Tank is one of the best guys I've ever known, and I know that deep down, If Tank were interested in Laila, then Madog would be a happy man.
We're soon powering up the mountainside as the snowmobiles plough through the ice. I grin, enjoying the ride. What can I say? Grown ass men still love their toys. I chuckle as Laila flies past me; maybe that should be grown-ass men and Laila. These beasts are worth every penny, though, as we tear up the snow, making easy work of the tricky terrain.
I look up as we reach the bottom of the mountain, Tank unfastens the rope,and all of the climbing equipment as Madog and Laila toss a coin to be our damsel in distress. Laila hates being rescued, but this exercise is also about team building, and sometimes we have to learn to put our faith in others. That is something Laila really struggles with; she's kind of a lone wolf and hates being dependent on others, but after what she's been through, it's hardly surprising, but that's a story for another day.
In the end, we have nothing to worry about as Laila wins the coin toss and sends Madog up first. She takes a hold of the safety rope as he scrambles up the rock face.
Tanks shake his head as he looks up at Madog, who is now hanging upside down halfway up an icy mountain, waving his arms around like a lunatic as he yells in his best girlie voice.
"What the fuck is he doing?"
He asks; I look up and laugh as I reply.
"Who knows what goes on Madog's head."
I put my climbing equipment on as Tank takes the strain on the safety rope. There's no way I'm holding that fucker's weight halfway way up a mountain. I'd be at the top before he's reached the bottom.
I scramble up behind Madog, with the stretcher strapped to my back. Once I have
Madog safely strapped in. Tank and Laila take the strain as I guide him back down.
I'm so proud of my team today. They worked so hard, and the new cold suits have been money well spent. Even Leila hasn't mentioned the cold today, so they must be good.
Tank and I begin to pack up the equipment before loading it onto the snowmobile as Leila and Madog race around on the ice; I laugh at them. It's good to see them let their hair down.
Train hard ,play hard that's Madog's Moto.
Once we have everything packed up, we head back down the mountainside; as we make our way back to the cabin, I can't wait to get a hot shower.
Laila races off ahead of us, yelling over her shoulder
"Ladies first in the shower, Boys."
Typical Laila. She's not one to get left behind.
Tank set off on her tail as he shouts
"Wanna share, Laila."
I take off behind him and wait for!!!!!!
"No way, that's my little sister."
Madog yells as he joins the race, making me laugh out loud.
Tank laughs as he shouts
"You fall for it every time Maddog."
"Yeah, well, you can all eat my dust because I'll be back first."
With that, Madog races off in front like a lunatic churning up the snow as we all follow.
Once back at the cabin, Tank gets a fire going; as Madog checks over his equipment, he notices there's a breach ointhe security system.
"Fuckin animals, I'll have to go and reset it all now."
He mutters as Laila laughs before she says.
"Hahahaha, bags the shower."
I turn to Maddox as I say.
"Come on, Madog, I'll come with you."
We head off back outside; before I get a chance to take my cold-weather gear off, we head to check the perimeter that Maddox had set up earlier. In weather like this, no one should be alone even if we are this close to the cabin.
As we walk around, I notice something brown on the ground, not moving as Maddox says to me.
"Whatever it is, It looks like it's already dead should have been in the shower now, not moving fucking dead animals."
He grumbles.
As we walk up to the creature, I notice pale skin and long blonde hair.
"fuck Madog, that's no animal."
I shout as I take off running with Madog right behind me.
I drop to my knees. It's a young girl. Her skin is porcelain white, almost blue with the cold it looks as though we're too late.
I check her pulse, thankfully there is a pulse, but it's very faint. I can't believe she's alive out here. What the hell is she doing out here. I quickly unzip my cold suit top and gently wrap her up in it before picking her up. Yelling for Madog to run ahead and get Laila as I run behind him, running as fast as I can,looking down at her, there is no sign of life. Her face is battered and bruised. It will be a miracle if she comes through this. There is one thing I notice, though. This is no girl like I first thought. This is a beautiful young woman despite the bruises.
Why would anyone do this to her? How can they just leave her out here to die?
I think to myself as I try to control my anger.
I pull her closer in my arms, her lips are blue, and her breathing is shallow, and I know she's not out of the woods yet.
I can't let her die...