Rebecca felt slightly irritated about the turn of events but at least she was free and she could be free. She nodded to the guards as she walked behind them, her fingers were itching for a good fight, but she supposed she would get that when they got to the island. They reshackled her wrists, and she knew that they knew she was itching for a good fight. She shuffled forward towards the Helicopter pad where a helicopter could be heard roaring to life. She stepped outside and for the first time in five years, she felt the wind and the sun on her face. She smiled behind the shroud as she moved towards the helicopter.