Hunter woke up on the beach next to Amelia. He had learned what she had gone through, and it took him every ounce of strength to not go to those... Monsters and tear them a new one that night. But he didn't, and he stayed and comforted Amelia. When morning came around she was still asleep, He hated to do this but something needed to be done. He left a note for Amelia and went back to his condo to grab his spare keys for the El Camino. The car was still trashed, but the locker he kept in the back seemed fine. He figured that enough of the contents should have survived for what he needed.

Hunter was quiet, He didn't want to explain to the others what he was about to do. After he grabbed the spare keys he grabbed a flash light, and another note explaining where he went. 

[i]Dear Amelia, and who ever finds this note,

	I lied Amelia, I knew who the guys you were talking about were. And I know where to find them. There is a high chance I wont see any of you guys when I finish what I'm about to do, I would like to thank you all, Especially Amelia for helping me sober up. My head is about as clear as it's going to get, and my shoulder is still strong enough to handle a kick from a shotgun. I did lie about another thing, I brought my gun. It's been sitting locked up in the back of my truck the entire time. Kept other things in their too that I shouldn't really, But I did. I'm going to go fix this Amelia, might as well fix one problem that I didn't cause.

Love, Yours truly,
Hunter.

P.S. They wont hurt you again.
[/i]

Hunter put down the note and called a cab to bring him to the repair shop where the El Camino was at. When he got their the Mechanic was confused. "Look buddy, I cut as many corners as I can but that Thing ain't ready to move at all!" Hunter walked past him and stopped. "I'm not here for the car." Hunter went over to the locker and unlocked it. He pulled out a long black case and set it down. Then he grabbed a silver looking suitcase and unlocked it, Inside was a small revolver and several cases of ammunition. "Fuckers." The mechanic came up to Hunter and spoke. "Look buddy, I don't know what your doing but...." He eyed the revolver in Hunters Hand. "No matter what you are thinking, That is not the answer to your problems."

Hunter sighed, he put the revolver back in its case and closed it. Though he didn't put it back. Hunter grabbed both cases and walked to the road to meet the cab driver.