It killed her to hear Brandt tell her that he wasn't sure if Warren would survive or not. He had to; there was no question about it. He had to survive. If he didn't....<br/><br/>Pushing those feelings away, Kai looked to Brandt and gave a small nod. Leaving Warren's side, she shifted as she walked towards the group of men just past the tree line. Keeping her mind on the task at hand, she searched the bodies for anything, putting everything that looked important in a pile. She ignored the blood on her hands, the taste of it still in her mouth... She'd have to drink bleach just to get the taste of that bitch's blood out of her mouth.<br/><br/>Just as she was about to move on to search the others, she heard Brandt calling her from the clearing. The tone of his voice worried her and made her hurry back. There, she found Warren halfway across the clearing, his head on the edge of a well. That's when it hit her... Was this the place where his son was killed? Could that be the well...? It was hard to say.<br/><br/>With a soft sigh, she walked over to him, laying a gentle hand on his shoulder.<br/><br/>"What's the matter, love?" she asked, her voice as gentle as her touch.