Ten.

"There!" Lisa screamed.

Down the beach about a couple feet Bailey trudged out of the water, tiredly falling every other step. We all raced down surrounding her.

"Are you okay?" I asked searching her body, letting my hands travel every inch of skin, noticing how hot she seemed to get after I touched her.

She nodded swallowing a lump in her throat, "Yeah," her voice came out hoarse as a smile crossed her lips before her face went pale and her eyes rolled back.

Terrence caughter her as she passed out.

"Bailey?"

"She's freezing," Angel sighed placing a hand on the girl's forehead, "We need to get her warm."

I stole the girl from Terrence and tugged her close to my body as I all but ran back to our van. Opening the back door I tossed our stuff out and made a make shift bed, the guys stood around as guards as us girls made quick work of getting her into warmer clothes, warmer as in my work out clothes. Slipping my black sweats on her than the gray hoodie than we slipped her under the covers.

"You guys go ahead and start the fire and dinner," I told them sliding under the covers to help keep her warm.

"You sure?" nodding I watched them all wonder off leaving us alone but only for a second before Hayley snuck around the door and looked in.

"What do you want?"

"She out?" frowning I nodded, "Tell her...tell her she won," it sounded really hard for her to say that and just as fast as she came she was gone.

Bailey shifted in my arms groaning, eyes blinking rapidly, "Hey..." she gave me a lop sided drowsy smile.

"Hey," I couldn't help it but smile back, just one smile from her had my entire body jumping for joy, "You scared the shit out of me," I scolded angerily remembering everything I felt when watching her, "That was a stupid thing to do."

"But I won...didn't I?" she asked with raised eye brows and a hopefully frown. I nodded and the frown turned into a full blown smile, "I always do."

"Not if I ever can help it,"

"You don't want me to win?" she yawned and her stomach growled but she didn't notice.

"Not at the risk of you getting hurt," but she was already asleep, figures.

Running my hand through her hair trying to warm her face up. Her breathing was slightly shallow but gaining in rhythem as she feel into a deep sleep. She would be out for a while which gave me time to figure out what to do next, yell at her, tell on her or just be thankful she didn't get hurt.

TBC...