Rafe was ready to kill for you. Really.

A few months ago. You were kidnapped by Jamaicans. You have no idea why they did it, they didn't want to tell you either. All you got out of them was the words "it was to settle the score". Being there with those people was worse than you could have imagined.

Meanwhile, Rafe had gone crazy since it was confirmed that you were missing. He went crazy. He had to find you, you were his everything. Even though he swore to himself that he would never kill anyone again, he didn't give a damn now. He would kill whoever kidnapped you. You were taken away from him, the Pogues and your family who were also going through it, but not like Rafe.

When Rafe finally found a clue after a few months, he immediately got on his boat. The Pogues who were at the port noticed Cameron's strangely disturbing behavior so they ran to his ship which they later boarded, hiding in the storage room where the weapons were.

Rafe was almost certain that you were being held somewhere on the outskirts of Charleston.

When he finally got there, he docked and went down to the bottom of the boat to get the weapons. When he opened the door. The Pogues ran into him.

''What the fuck?!'' Rafe clenches his jaw.

''Rafe. Listen. We know you came here looking for yn. We just want to help you.'' Kie says quickly. Rafe didn't have time for all that now, he just wanted to find you safe so he nodded. The Pogues also hid their weapons under their shirts.

You were near a poor house, near which a boat was moored by the water, in which the light was on. JJ, John B and Sarah went to the house while Rafe and Pope went to the boat.

They entered the boat quietly. You were there. Tied up. Pope found you. However, when he was about to approach you, someone hit him in the back.

Panicked, you looked at the man who had been holding you prisoner for several months. However, before you could get anything out of yourself. The Jamaican's body fell forward and Rafe emerged from behind him, holding a gun. He killed him.