The ground shook each time the Ustanak's boot hit the ground. Jake cringed even as he took a few shots at the charging behemoth, knowing they weren't going to do any good. The creature was a nightmare of muscle, torn skin where the muscle had grown too quickly and oozing stitches, dressed in large combat pants, boot, crossed with leather, easily outweighing the last Ustanak he'd fought.

"Shit." He dropped his gun into it's carrier and in one swift motion had the motorcycle up and shooting away from the Ustanak, showering it with snow and dirt.

Jake managed a half circle before turning around and driving up alongside Sherry. She was shivering uncontrollably now.

"Damn it, Sherry, get on..." Her teeth were chattering and she managed to climb on and wrap her bare arms around him. He knew he needed to get her to some kind of shelter and soon. Looking around he spotted the weird moth like bug creatures the Ustanak used to hunt its prey. Feeling really pissed off now he took a shot at the one hovering five feet over them dropping it, and as the Ustanak itself hit the clearing again he took off towards the road. He could hear its roar of anger as it charged behind him but his main worry was getting Sherry back into something warm. Riding through freezing weather on a motorcycle was the furthest thing from that. He was still wearing a long sleeved shirt himself and was freezing; he could only imagine what she was going through.

Knowing there wasn't a lot of time and not really wanting to test out their healing abilities in freezing weather, he thought quickly...They could double back for their gear but that in itself was risky. "Hold on Sherry!" He yelled. She squeezed him in reply. Knowing he didn't have much time to warm her up but knowing they needed something now he panicked at first. That hunting lodge had all their stuff and now they were driving off into the freezing night with nothing but the clothes on their backs...or lack of in Sherry's case.

Jake was mentally kicking himself for letting his guard as well. Too relaxed, he thought. Got too comfortable and look what happened.

They'd been gone about 20 mins and even on the bike, Jake figured it would only take a couple hours for the Ustanak to catch up. Not much time at all. Then he heard it...the sound of a train.

Inspiration came just then. He punched the bike forward hoping that Sherry would hold on the entire way and headed toward the sound, up ahead he could see the train moving through the trees. He would have to get the bike alongside it and swing them both onto it. Bringing it forward he accelerated to the speed of the train. He could still feel Sherry's arms around him, and he glanced down at them and noticed they were pink. "Hold on Sherry!" He yelled over the wind, his own teeth starting to chatter. "We're jumping! Hold on to me and let go of the bike!"

For what seemed like a long ten seconds, she had her arms wrapped around him tightly and he was hanging loosely to the bike then he lunged. He managed to grab the side of the train managing to swing both of their bodies on board the open train door. The whistling wind went right by them as they rolled inside.

"Here we go..." he stuttered. He was numb himself but it felt so much better to be out of the wind. Sherry was shivering and her arms were pink, he pulled her into the corner, lifted his shirt and stretched it over both of them and wrapped himself around her. It was like having an ice cube strapped to his chest, they were both shivering violently now. He waited for the motorcycle to explode but that never came, amazingly it had lain itself down next to the tracks. Sorry Leon.

Sherry's eyes were closed and he couldn't tell if she was asleep or not. He couldn't tell which way the train was heading or what they would do when it was time to get off. He pulled her closer trying to spread any kind of warmth he could to her to keep her from freezing. "Come on super girl," he whispered rubbing her arms.

He kept rubbing her arms and back and at some point completely exhausted, he fell asleep.

Warmth slowly returned into Sherry's body and with it some pain. She bit down on her lip trying to keep from crying out. Her head was tucked into Jake's shoulder, his head was dropped onto hers and she was half wrapped in his shirt, half with his arms around her. They were skin to skin and she could feel her healing ability take over as her fingers went from painful to just cold. She wondered if he felt the same way when his body healed. His breath came in regular intervals as she realized he was asleep. She was still shivering but nothing like the hypothermic cold she had just experienced. His body felt incredibly warm against her. She hoped she was returning at least some of the warmth he was giving her.

The motorcycle ride, catching the train, and just plain shivering in the cold had taken its toll on him. He had crashed wrapped around her. She thought about the frantic ride to get away, and pulled away trying to look see into his face. His scar ran down the left side of his face, with his long nose and pointed chin. He looked so different asleep than when he was awake. The worries he normally carried were gone.

She shifted back towards his chest again and his eyes flew open and locked onto her.

"Sherry?" He whispered drawing his arms tighter around her.

"I'm fine..."

"OK." He didn't say anything else for a moment, just stayed wrapped around her.

"We got a plan?" She finally asked, squirming a little. Being in his arms was like being strapped to a sun.

"Yeah well, when it gets to be day light, we're jumping."

She nodded. They didn't want to be caught in a train station with just one shirt between them.

"Where do you think we're going?"

"No idea, super girl this is your country not mine." He smiled, and then yawned, still exhausted and closed his eyes. In a moment his breathing became more relaxed and regular. Sherry laid her head down against his chest again as exhaustion washed over them both.