Mari nodded to him in response, kind of giving a heavy sigh. "Probably," she whispered before looking to her brother, kind of asking for help... Sage was in no state to be running around the way he as. She wanted to find her boy, but she didn't want to lose her husband in the process. He just shook his head... Sage was about as stubborn as a mule, and she didn't really have the time argue with him, not if she wanted to find her child soon. "Come on. Let's get him, in and out," she huffed eventually.

Sage nodded, sort of looking around for a way in before grunting in agreement with Maria comment and marching off...though, that march was more of a stumble around and try not to die. In all honesty, he probably would have dropped a long time ago if it had just been him alone....but knowing his little one was missing fueled him on beyond what he'd ever done before. The sling she'd made for his hand rested over some of the whip marks, and that should have hurt more....it all should hurt more ...but he was so focused on Silas he barely even registered that he was hurt. There was still quite a bit of pain there, of course, but he sort of just ignored it as he hopped over the fence and looked around, before seeing something in the grass. He bent over to pick it up, and then a look of absolute fury crossed his face. It was silas's shoe. He shoved the thing at Mari as he passed her, stomping towards the door and kicking it open, marching inside before anyone had a chance to suggest anything different. Because by God his boy was in there and he was going to find him and get him back. And he was going to do it now.

Mari looked around carefully, looking for a sign of her boy... a hair, a shout, anything. She was peering into some blacked out windows when Sage shoved past her, and her already being worried made her jump a little, but when she looked at the small shoe that sat in her hand, all she could feel was a sort of rage... one that she'd never really felt before. It bubbled up inside of her, making her want to jump into action but throw up at the same time... she watched Sage race off the best he could do injured, her brother already charging after him, and soon enough Mari was tailing the two men, running over to where Sage had knocked the door down... it was silent for a moment, and she couldn't see anyone... but that was when the loud voices of the traders came from behind then, along the track they just come up. She shoved passed Sage without a second thought, down the building as she looked into each door, trying desperately to find her baby boy... there was no chance they were going to leave without him.

Sage could hear Anthony telling him to stop and think, but he ignored the older boy. Besides, the door had already been kicked down, so if anyone was inside the house, they'd know he was there. Anthony had accepted the fact that they were just storming in once that happened though, and was helping them look around. He whirled around when he heard the readers voices coming closer, and he cursed, grabbing a kitchen knife out of the drawer and the gun that was on the table, standing in front of the door. He'd give them what time they needed to find Silas. These men were not going to make it in this house, nor were they going to make it back to hurt any more families. He set his jaw, teeth grinding together, eyes burning openly. They'd messed with him one too many times, and now he could kill them all without getting in trouble...because Mari and Anthony outranked them.

Mari glanced behind her for a moment, getting ready to drag Sage in with her... but when she could hear the pained squeals from her child, all she could think about was getting him to her... home, where it was safe. She leaviated towards the noise, eventually coming across a small room, where she could see Silas sat in the corner, curled up as though trying to protect every inch of him... but it was when she heard the sharp crack of a whip that she went into a hyper speed, bursting through the door and pulling out the kitchen knife she'd grabbed before hand... all she could think about doing was protecting her child. He was three. Hell, these men where strikeing a three year old. She ran in behind the man, lunging the knife into the back of his head, and after a moment of struggle, he fell to the floor. She pushed the knife in further, kind of shaking as she stood over the body... but after a moment of silance, she ran over to the boy, scooping him up into her arms... he was shaking, and his pained cries made her want to break down but... no, not yet. She needed to get her husband and son home, safely. "Come on hunny," she murmured quietly as she held him to her body, wrapping him up the best that she could before Anthony found them.... he lead the way back to the doorway, where Sage was stood with a gun in hand.

Sage had ended up just deciding to use the broken hand to hold the gun. The recoil hurt like crazy, but he was just a better shot with the dominant hand. And he didn't want to screw anything else up...he needed to be lethal, not wound them as they kept coming. He'd downed quite a number of men by the time Mari and Anthony had emerged with Silas. A wide smile formed on his face when he saw they had the boy...but it soon turned into a snarl when he noticed the boy. Hell, these men deserved to die. It was one thing to hit him, but it was another to hit a child. A three-year-old, no less. He whirled around when a knife embedded into the wall next to his face, sort of just starting to laugh as he lept into the group of them, knife slashing around. It probably wasn't the best idea, especially since he was only running on rage and spite at this point, and there were at least five of them currently using weapons on him. He heard the sound of a gun, which didn't make any sense considering it was a knife fight, but he dropped back a step when he felt a sudden burning pain on the right side of his face, and blood blocked his vision. Well, that wasn't good. He sort of lashed out with the knife again, and connected with something, which was rather satisfying. Though, he would have preferred to have not gotten any more hurt than he already was. He wasn't sure how he'd make it back...then he realized he wasn't so sure he'd been planning on it. He'd been fully prepared to give life and limb for his baby boy. Not that he wanted to die...but still.

Mari held her baby to her tightly... she couldn't help but feel like she'd almost failed him. Well, she had, she supposed. She promised him that she'd take care of him. That he'd never have the scars that Sage would have had, and never see the things that they'd experienced... but here he was. In the thick of it all. She looked at Sage after a moment or two, then darted out the way of everything, into the woods where her son couldn't see the devilish look that danced in his fathers features. She looked over him until she'd finally manged to have him settle down and relax... well the best she could make the child. Anthony was there too, trying to calm the child and soothe the bloody marks that were across his tiny body... all she could feel was a sort of rage, one like she'd never felt before... how could they think it was alright to hurt her baby like this? He wouldn't have fought back, or said anything to hurt them... he was such a mild little thing, meaning they'd just done this for the fun of it. After a few moments, though, the larges bang caught her attention... that was odd. There should have been any noises like that... it wasn't a gunfight. She jumped a little, though, and quickly moved to get back to her husband... Anthony would care for Silas, she was sure. She looked around for a moment, everything quiet... but soon enough she spotted blood running from her husbands face, though, she couldn't tell where from, though. There were bodies on the ground, and as far as she could see, nobody else. She ran over to him, though, her hands cupping his cheeks almost instantly. "Sage, wh.." she trailed off a little as her face filled with pure worry... oh, how she hoped he was alright. She would take them to the doctor... have him look over them both, and she'd do it soon.

Sage jumped slightly when he felt someone reach out and touch him, though he soon enough realized it was Mari and calmed down. "I'm alright," he said. "Some idiot brought a gun to a knife fight," he grumbled. He was probably hurt worse than he realized....his heart was still pounding and he still felt so light with adrenaline. But that would wear off soon...and he couldn't help but wonder what would happen then. "Let's go before I actually start hurting much more," he muttered after a moment, wiping the blood off his face and out of his eyes as best he could, trying to look around and seek out Silas. "He alright," he asked worriedly, hoping it wouldn't be too bad, and that the young one would recover quickly and not remember that any of this ever happened.

Mari looked the boy over, trying to figure out what had happened to him... there was blood practically spouting from his face, and she couldn't figure out from where. She ran her hand hands down his shoulders and to his hands, where she grasped onto them tightly and started leading him towards where she'd set Silas. "He's a bit shooken, and a bit sore, but he'll be fine, I'm sure," she told him quietly as she had him wonder along next to her. Silas was whimpering quiely still, but seemed to have settled down a little bit... she couldn't blame him. She'd be worse in this situation. She let go of Sages hands after a moment, and kind of went over to her son to pick him up and held onto him in a few moments of silence before drawing in a deep breath and moving Silas to perch on her hip. "Come on. You're both going to see the doctor," she told Sage before looking to her brother. "Can you ask mother to look after Lizzie a bit longer?" The boy nodded and started off towards the little house... and in turn she took a hold of one of Sages hand to help him along.

Sage let Mari fuss over him for a moment before waving her off a bit. They needed to get somewhere safer. He felt his shoulders relax a bit when she said Silas was alright, and he let out a sigh of relief. He grunted in half hearted argument of going to see a doctor, though he knew they did need one. He was still bleeding pretty badly, and he knew he'd be in a whole lot of pain once he calmed down. Well...more than he already was. And he wouldn't be able to ignore it so much. At least Lizzie was in a safe place though, with Edith. And Silas would be alright. Sage wandered along next to Mari, though he could feel himself getting worse and worse the more they walked, and by the time they got to the doctors office, his legs were practically noodles and he sort of just flopped back onto the doctor when he went to take him and put him on a bed. He sedated him right away, which was honestly quite a relief, before doing... whatever he needed to do.