As soon as Dahlia landed on the deck of the other boat, she turned and glanced across at Keegan. He didn't jump though. Instead, she watched him run off, and she was smart enough to know it was to grab something important. She couldn't see him for an agonizingly long minute and there were gunshots, making her wince, but eventually he came back into sight, duffel bag in hand.
She took a few steps back to give him room as he leapt across to the boat, and ran over to him as he collapsed to the boat. They took off, but Dahlia wasn't stupid enough to think they were free yet. They'd still have to outrun the other boat.
She fell to her knees next to Keegan, eyes instantly landing on the bleeding wound in his chest while he coughed up blood. "Oh my god." She breathed, heart rate picking up suddenly. "Keegan." She could hardly whisper the two syllables of his name. It looked bad. "What happened?" Her hands were suddenly shaking, fearing the worst instantly.
Nate could tell Kenna was utterly confused, looking at the controls and he wished he could help her but he didn't know anything about driving boats so he knew he should probably just stay out of her way. “That’s what I’m trying to do.” She snapped and he sighed, keeping his eyes on the approaching boat. “Please feel free to take control if you know how to drive this thing.” She sighed, and he knew her nerves were tight so he didn't take if personally.
Nate glanced at the other boat, watching Keegan run off to grab something last minute and sighed. They really had to get going. The other boat would be on them in a second.
There were gunshots and he hoped like hell they'd come from Keegan's gun and not someone else's, but a second later, Keegan appeared again and leapt across to the boat. He didn't look like he was in good shape, and Dahlia ran over to him.
Finally, Kenna managed to get the boat going and he went over to the rail, holding his gun tightly in his hand, hoping the boat wouldn't get any closer, but ready to try and start shooting people down if they did.