<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #4040FF"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">Alice Green</span><br/><span style="font-size: 120%; line-height: 116%;">'The Huntress'</span></span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">Alice chuckled softly in hearing Peter's words to Bull. She shook her head and didn't say anything, but the implications of what Bull was probably thinking made her shudder inside. No, Alice wouldn't let that happen to her. She was screwed enough as it was without adding other complications to the mix.<br/><br/>When the men finally arrived, Alice stepped back to let them work. She would have helped, but there wasn't much she could do but wait. At least until there was a gap wide enough for her to slip through it. Feeling her heart race and a rush of anxiety she didn't remember having experienced before, Alice climbed up to the gap. Whatever the man from 64 said was lost as she squeezed through the gap.<br/><br/>Alice groaned softly when Peter pulled her to the other side. Everything she had been thinking left her mind when he pulled her into his arms and kissed her. Resting her hands on Peter's arms, Alice closed her eyes and kept on kissing him for as long as she could without having to break for air.<br/><br/>Only when Thomas said those words did Alice remember they weren't alone. She could feel her cheeks burning as she hid her face on Peter's arm. <span style="color: #4040FF">"Yeah. We're going along, of course"</span>, she replied, feeling relieved to know that they were getting out of there.<br/><br/><span style="color: #4040FF">"You go, Peter, you can pull me up as soon as you get there, as you did here. No need to worry, I will be out of your sight for ten seconds."</span></div>