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"Damnit!" Sam hissed under her breath, "I don't need him fainting on me now, though it might actually be fore the best..." She quickly worked her way down to the foot, the temperature rising with every second and the flames growing that much bigger and closer.

"Got it!" She threw the crowbar out the window (who knew when a crowbar would come in handy again?) and rushed to Jacob's arms. Sam locked her elbows under his arms and started pulling, his back on her chest and his head lolled back over her right shoulder made it impossible to relocate her grip on him (or precious time would be lost) or to see anything to her right side.

Slowly but surely she pulled Jacob out the windshield, the largest opening and so the easiest access in and out of the bus.

"Is anyone missing?! Tiger?! Mary?!" She yelled loudly, hopefully everyone would be out soon (in the next minute or so) because the firse was almost at the gas tank. That heap of junk would go off like a sensitive explosive in minutes. They had about five minutes to hide behind the trees that were about a football field away. They could do it, they had to do it.

"Make way for the trees! Otherwise we'll all die in a fiery explosion! RUN!" She screamed at the top of her lungs to anyone that could hear, though unless unconsious they should all be able to, as she started on the long treck there herself though her height, or lack of, coupled with his height made it kind of hard. A lone thought wiggled it's way into her head as she inched her way to safety, I sure hope he doesn't get Nightingale Syndrome or Erotomania from this. That would really suck for me...