Luke looked back at Bo, unable to say anything, but knowing there was no need. He and Bo could almost talk without words and right now he knew what Bo was thinking...and Luke was thinking the same thing: we're in trouble.

Bo swallowed and looked back to the front of the car and out the windows, trying to think of anyway to get out of this....but he just couldn't see one...

"Enjoy the view" said Harve watching them look out the windows. "It'll be your last."

Bo clenched his jaw around the gag in his mouth, struggling a little to try and get out his ropes as a last resort.

Luke swallowed hard as the car pulled up to a deserted cabin in the middle of nowhere, hours later.

Harve and the other guy forced the boys out tying Bo to a beam in the cabin. Luke Harve stood in front of Bo, holding a knife to his throat. "Just think Bo...you could have stopped this."

Bo shook his head a little, starting to panic, mumbling against his gag and struggling against his restraints.

Just then, something dropped from the rafters and landed on Harve's foot.

"Ow!" exclaimed Harve looking up in the rafters. "Must be rats in here...well...they can have what's left over."

Luke looked at Bo, for once not knowing what to do.

Bo looked back at him, shifting in his bonds, shaking his head. He didn't know what to do either.

Jaime smirked as she jumped silently through the rafters, setting off another trap she had rigged in the place before they got there.

The other guy looked frightened. "You you don't think...it...it's a ghost do ya?"

Harve smirked. "Don't be stupid! Sides people need t die t become ghosts and these two ain't dead...yet." With that he pushed the point into Luke's throat just enough to draw blood.

Luke hissed and grit his teeth.

Bo cried out against his gag, fighting his restraints again and shaking his head.

Jaime gasped silently and hurried over to above where Harve was. Picking up a hefty, heavy piece of wood, she held it above Harve and dropped it, smiling as it landed on the wrist that was holding the knife to Luke's throat.

Harve dropped the knife and looked up again shaking his wrist. "I think we have a guest. Take care of her" he ordered the other guy, after seeing a glimpse of Jaime's hair.

Bo frowned and looked over to Luke who looked suddenly quite perplexed and afraid.

Jaime looked down below and steeled herself before swinging down from teh rafters, straight on top of the other guy. Her unexpected dive sent him crashing to the floor and cracking his head hard on the floor, rendering him unconcious...

Harve pulled a gun out of his belt and held it to Luke's head. "Now little girl...you don't want him to die do ya...so you just run along and play with your dollies and forget all this ever happened."

Jaime shrugged, getting up holding a wire wrapped round his accomplases neck.

"Dollies are boring....an' sides...you can't shoot Luke in the head with no bullets..."

She smirked, knowing the gun had no bullets because she could hear him thinking about it. She held up the box of bullets she had taken when she had gotten to the place and shook it.

Not to be outdone by a kid, Harve smirked, "who said anythng about bullets?" With that he took the gun and hit Luke hard in the temple with it, causing him to slump to the floor.

"Oh no...and here I was about to strike a deal with you...see not only could I kill this jerk..."

She tightened the wire around the guys neck, making him give an unconcious choke..

"But I can now also take this..."

She held up the bag of stolen money she had found in the cabin when setting up her traps.

"To the state police..." She said with a grin that showed a confidence she really wasn't feeling.

"You little...!" yelled Harve dropping Luke and chasing Jaime out the door.

Jaime dropped the wire, confident they guy wouldn't be waking up anytime soon and bolted out the door, tearing away through the trees, taking all the shortcuts she knew.

Bo watched, startled by everything, as she ran before kicking himself into gear and struggling, managing to get his gag off.

"Luke! Luke! Get up! Lukas!"

Luke winced at the noise blinking his eyes open.

Bo sighed as he saw Luke wake up.

"C'mon Luke we gotta get outta here!"

Luke nodded, squirming as he tried to get closer to Bo.

Bo wriggled until he could sit down at the bottom of the post, his arms tied behind it and his feet tied seperatly away from the post luckily.

Luke grabbed the knife that Harve had dropped and maeuvered it, sawing through his ropes on his hands, praying with every move that he didnt miss.

Bo frowned and asked Luke.

"Luke....instead o'usin' that an' slicin' yer wrists off, why don't you scoot round to the back of me an' let me just untie your hands..."

"Well this sure ain't workin" said Luke in disgust.