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Chapter One

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Calliope jumped, smearing her lipstick across her face when she heard the sudden pounding on her hotel room door. "Come on Calli, we're going to be late!" She then heard the deep voice on the other side yell through the door.

"Damn it!" Calliope cursed softly. She grabbed a tissue, trying to clean up the lipstick on her face without ruining the rest of her make-up as she walked to the door. Although she already knew who was at the door, she quickly checked the security hole and saw Adam fidgeting from foot to foot as he waited for her to open up.

"About time." Adam grumbled when she finally opened the door and let him in.

"Are you ready? We have to get going to meet Chris and Chase before catching that flight to...where the hell are we going again?"

Calliope rolled her eyes and sighed with exasperation. "Puerto Rico. Tickets go on sale for the special pay-per-view that is being held there in two months. You and Chris are going down there to promote it." She told him as she walked back into the bathroom. She liked Adam, who was a well known Wwf wrestler better known to most as Edge. But sometimes he could be a little more than overbearing. And this was one of those times.

"And by the way, we have more than a half-hour before the limo arrives to take all of us to the airport. What is your big hurry?" She asked as she wiped the lipstick off her face and began reapplying the make-up that had gotten ruined in the process.

"I want to get a jump on the rush hour traffic." Adam answered as he lowered his lanky frame into one of the chairs. He looked up when Calliope came out of the bathroom and gave him a funny look. Why the hell was he worried about the traffic? He didn't have to drive.

"Besides, the limo is already downstairs waiting. Chris and Chase are down there as well." He added before Calliope could say anything.

"Well, then grab my bags and let's get going." Calliope laughed when she heard Adam grumble, but she knew it was all in good humor. Despite the way that they carried on sometimes, they really were good friends who genuinely liked working with the other. There wasn't much that he wouldn't do for her, or her for him.

*****

"Oh great." Chase Larmore grumbled when she saw Adam walking in her direction.

"I'll second that." Chris agreed when his eyes touched on Calliope Cooper following behind Adam.

Chase spun around and glared at Chris. "Calliope is not that bad. You could at least try to be civil toward her for once since you are going to be spending the next five days in her presence."

"Hey, I try to be nice to her, but she always, always finds something to argue with me about." Chris said, knowing that it was as false as it sounded. Yes, Calliope did start some of the arguments that they had, but he was just as guilty as she was.

Chase fell silent as she thought about it for a minute. "You know what I think your problem really is, Chris? I think deep down you really have a thing for Calliope and for whatever unknown reason, you won't admit it." Chase told him.

Chris snorted, not believing that she would even suggest such a thing. "Yeah, just as much as you have a thing for Adam and just won't admit it. Ya know, maybe you should follow your own advice and try being civil toward Adam for once."

"Ha!" Chase laughed humorlessly. "Even if I was stranded on a deserted island with him, I would not be civil toward him!" She ground out between clenched teeth before she turned back around and smiled at Calliope as she stepped up to her.

Chase and Calliope had been friends since they'd met two years ago when Calliope had landed a job in the Public Relations department in the Wwf. While Chase trained her in for the job, they soon found out that they had many things in common apart from their jobs. They had the same tastes in music, food, movies, and sometimes, men. They'd become even better friends when they begun representing Adam and Chris who often traveled and did promotional work together. And most likely than not, where ever Chris and Adam went, Calliope and Chase went.

"Well, looks like we're all ready to get going." Chase said to Calliope.

"Oh, I know I am." Calliope replied, a smile curving her lips. She'd never been to Puerto Rico and had been looking forward to this trip since she was first informed of it months ago. "I just have to make sure that we have everything in order for the flight and hotel once we get there. Then we can get going."

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Chapter Two

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"Alright you two, geez! You are worse than children." Chase exclaimed a short while later as they pulled up to the airport. The whole way there Calliope and Chris had been arguing back and forth at who got the window seat.

"She started it!" Chris whined and pointed at Calliope who glared back at him. Chase groaned and rolled her eyes.

"If you two can't get along for ten minutes, how in the hell are you going to make it five days?" she asked, shooting Chris a look to shut his mouth when she saw he was getting ready to make a smart assed comment.

"So I guess we should b more like you and Adam then. Man that would be a silent trip." Chris shot back, referring to the way neither Adam nor Chase had said a word to each other.

Chase shrugged, not even bothering to look in Adam's direction. "I don't particularly have anything to say to him at he moment."

"Likewise." Adam mumbled from his seat, speaking for the first time since they all got in the limo.

Calliope sighed loudly as she grabbed her carry on bag and stepped out of the limo, nearly sighing this time with relief. Personally, she didn't know how they were going to make it five days alone. Usually things were fine if they had other people to travel with, but this time it was just going to be the four of them…alone for five days.

They all walked silently through the airport, each lost in their own thought. Why they didn't get alone, it was hard to say. Chris and Adam were good friends and didn't have any problem, and neither did she and Chase. But for some reason she and Chris fought like cats and dogs, where Chase and Adam constantly gave each other the silent treatment, neither acknowledging the others' existence.

Chase stepped up to the counter and presented their tickets as the other three stayed behind. A few minutes later she walked back over to them, looking frustrated and confused.

"What's gong on?" Calliope asked, sensing it wasn't anything good.

"It seems the flight is over booked and we're being bumped." She informed them, then braced herself for the reaction she knew she was going to get.

"What?" Chris and Adam yelled together.

"How in the hell did that happen?" Adam demanded, glaring at Chase as if it were her fault. She glared right back at him, refusing to let him intimidate him with those eyes or his height advantage.

"Gosh, I don't know Adam. If I did do you think we'd be in the predicament?" She asked through clenched teeth, before turning towards Chris, ready to go back to ignoring Adam.

"Chris, let me use your cell phone, I have an idea." She said, holding out her hand.

"Oh this ought to be good." Adam mumbled under his breath, catching an elbow in the ribs from Calliope.

Chase walked away from them a few minutes so she could talk in private and after hanging up she moved back towards the group, a smile lighting curving her lips.

"Problem solved." She announced as she slapped the small phone back in Chris's hands. "Mr. McMahon said his private jet is still here and we are more than welcome to use it."

"Oooh, the private jet! Way to go!" Calliope grinned at her. "Come on, let's get going. The sooner we get on the plane, the sooner we get to Puerto Rico!" she nearly bounced with excitement.

"This is gong to be a long, excruciating trip." Chris grumbled as he picked up his bag and Chase's.

"Be nice." Chase hissed at him.

"Oh, and I guess that was you being sweet as peaches and cream to Adam earlier huh?" Chris grinned down at her, holding back the laugher at her rolling her eyes.

"Remember what I said, Chris." She threw over her shoulder.

"Yeah, yeah, I remember. Not even on a desert island." Chris said as he trailed behind her, shaking his head with a laugh.

He had known Chase since she first started working for the Wwf, and they had quickly become good friends. They were often teased that they acted more like bother and sister than Shane and Stephanie. He was very protective over her, just as she was over him. He was closer to her than anyone else, even before she had been assigned his PR. Vince had noticed the chemistry between them and was the main reason he had put them together.

Lost in his own thoughts, he hadn't realized that he had walked upon Calliope until he ran into her, nearly knocking her off her feet.

"Watch where you're going." Calliope snapped at him once she regained her footing.

Christ looked down at her for a moment, then shook his head. "Then get the hell out of my way." He threw back before moving around her and walking off.

"Very excruciating." He reemphasized to himself.

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Chapter Three

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"Wow, this is even more posh than I imagined." Calliope gushed in awe as she looked around the interior of the jet. It was fully equipped with everything...even a good size bar.

"Yeah, and there are even enough windows so you can have your precious window seat." Chris commented, sarcastically referring back to the argument that they'd had on the drive to the airport.

Calliope spun around and glared at Chris for a moment. "Chris, I really don't know what you are trying to accomplish here. And really I don't care so would you Please shut the hell up!!!" She fairly yelled at him before she turned back around and took one of the seats by a window.

"God, I can't believe I have to spend the next five days with him." Calliope mumbled to herself as she rubbed at her temples with her fingertips in an effort to ease off the building headache.

Chase slapped her hand to her mouth to keep the threatening laughter from escaping. One thing that Calliope always did was mock Chris' catch phrases and it bugged the hell out of him.



Seeing that Chris was about ready to explode, Chase quickly got herself calmed down and placed her hand on his shoulder. She sighed with relief a few moments later when she felt him relax somewhat. Chase sighed again, this time with annoyance when Chris grumbled something about Calliope 'starting it' as he walked away and flopped himself down in one of the seats. Looking at him, Chase nearly laughed out loud. With his arms crossed over his chest and his bottom lip sticking out slightly, he really reminded her of a little kid pouting.

"Hey! Watch it!" Chase hissed when Adam suddenly brushed roughly passed her. "Do you not see me standing here? I am not invisible! Are you blind?"

Adam turned and stared at Chase for a moment, his hands clenched into tight fists on either side of his body. "I needed to get by. You were in the way." He simply stated, acting as if he had not done anything wrong. He opened his mouth to say more but was cut off when Calliope grabbed the back of his T-shirt and jerked him toward her.

"Sit down and shut up!" She ordered, pointing to the seat beside hers as if she were commanding a puppy rather than a human being.

Before she took her seat again, Calliope glanced over at Chase, who gave her an apologetic smile that she knew was in regard to Chris' behavior. Calliope returned the smile, silently apologizing for Adam's behavior toward Chase. Chase just rolled her eyes heavenward, which made Calliope laugh, which in turn made Chase laugh. She received an angry glare from Adam, and Calliope one from Chris.

*****

Chase jolted awake, hearing the sound of a soft whimper of fear two hours after the jet had taken off. She hadn't even realized that she'd fallen asleep. She looked over at Chris, who looked annoyed.

"What's going on?" She asked Chris.

"Little Miss scardy cat over there can't handle a little turbulence." Chris replied as he gestured pointedly toward Calliope.

"See?" he questioned irritably when the small jet rocked roughly again, causing Calliope to cry out in fright again. Adam did his best to keep her calm, but she was nearly hysterical.

Chase looked at Chris, her own eyes wide when the jet didn't stop shaking like it had before. "Chris, I think that this is a little more than just turbulence."

No sooner than the words were spoken, they heard the engines die. The jet hovered in the air for several moments before it began spiraling toward the earth below.

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Chapter Four

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"What the fu--" Chris' curse was cut off as the plane lurched forward, throwing both Calliope and Adam out of their seats and directly into Chase and Chris. He easily caught Calliope, who without thinking, threw her arms around him and held on for dear life.

Chase, on the other hand, was completely unprepared to take Adam's full weight when he slammed against her, and the momentum of his body knocked them both off her seat and onto the cabin floor. She heard Adam swear as he tried to turn them so he would take the impact, but was unable too in time.

Although she knew the plane was going down and they were in a world of trouble, the only thing Chase was aware of was the fact that she couldn't breathe once she hit the floor with Adam on top of her. The air had been completely driven from her lungs, and she was unable to fill them with him laying on her the way he was, but with the way the plane was plummeting, he was unable to move.

Her last thought as blackness over took her was at least she wouldn't be conscious when the plane crashed.

***

Chris groaned softly, wondering why in the hell his bed was rocking. And the more he focused, why in the hell was his bed so hard. And better yet, why was his entire body sore.

He shot up into a sitting position, ignoring the protest his body made at the sudden movement, but the water that just splashed in his face was a little more of a pressing matter. Suddenly, he remembered.

"Shit!" He exclaimed, looking around the dark cabin, seeing it was slowly filling with water. Once his eyes adjusted to the darkness, he was able to make out Chase, Calliope and Adam, who were strewn across the cabin.

He sighed with relief when he saw Adam stirring, and struggling to get his bearings. With the way the plane was rocking, most likely due to the ocean waves, he was unable to get to his feet, so he crawled over to where the girls lay. He quickly checked both their pulses, his own heart finally started to beat again when he found strong steady pulses in both Chase and Calliope.

He looked up when he sensed Adam kneeling next to him. "They're going to be okay." Chris said, before Adam could ask. "You alright?"

Adam nodded. "I guess for what we just went through. Little disoriented. Looks like we need to get the hell out of here though." He said, motioning towards the rapidly rising water.

"Alright, every plane is equipped with a life raft, right?" Chris asked. Adam shrugged, looking around frantically.

"There has to be one! What do other people do when planes go down?" Chris said more to himself, running a hand over his face.

"Don't really know, this is a first for me." Adam responded, trying to fight down the rising panic he was feeling.

"Okay, help me move the girls to the seats, then I'll look for the raft, you check on the pilot." Adam nodded and got unsteadily to his feet. Before he could move Chris grabbed his arm.

"Whatever we do, we need to be quick about it. I don't think we have much time." Chris said, his eyes mirroring the fear he saw in Adam's.

***

Calliope swatted at the hand that was tapping her cheek, frowning with out opening her eyes when she heard Adam calling her name.

"It's early, Adam, go back to sleep." She grumbled, trying to roll away from him. She was just about to drift off again, when her eyes snapped open, just as Adam started shaking her.

"What the hell are you doing in my room?" she demanded as she looked up into his eyes.

"Thank god!" Adam exclaimed as he hauled her into his arms and held her tight. Although Chris had assured him that both she and Chase would be just fine, he hadn't really believed it until she opened her eyes.

"What is gong on?" she asked, as she slowly sat up and took in her surroundings. Her eyes went wide when she realized they were all in a little raft, surrounded by nothing but water and the dark night sky.

"Oh my god!" she gasped her hand flying to her mouth as she remembered. "We crashed!"

Adam nodded, hugging her tighter when he felt her trembling. "Yeah, but luckily we are all okay." He thought it unnecessary to mention that the pilot hadn't made it. They would deal with that if and when Chase or Calliope asked.

"But--" she started, but Adam stopped her.

"No buts. We're going to be fine." He said sternly, in a tone that she knew better than to argue with. Nodding, and snuggled closer to him, allowing her fears to build inside her, but for the time being keeping them inside.

Adam looked over at Chris who had Chase wrapped in his arms. She had just regained consciousness a few moments before, assuring them both that she was fine.

"Are you sure you're okay?" Chris asked softly for the tenth time. Chase smiled weakly at him.

"Why don't you ask me that when we're not floating in a life raft, drifting off to God knows where." She said dryly. For all they had been through, she knew they were extremely lucky, and although she was sure, just like the rest of them, she really was fine…all things considered.

"Hey, look at it this way," Chris grinned, trying to lighten the mood. "'Cast Away' is your favorite move, and here you are!"

Chase shook her head, not really finding the humor at the moment. "I like to watch the movie, Chris, I don't want to live it."

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Chapter Five

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"I wonder if anyone knows what happened yet." Calliope wondered out loud to no one in particular.

"Well, doesn't the pilot keep radio contact with some one during the flight?" Chase questioned in reply.

Calliope's eyes suddenly grew huge as realization set in. "Where is the pilot?" She lifted her head from Adam's chest and asked. When he glanced hesitantly over at Chris before anything, she and Chase instantly knew that he hadn't survived the crash.

Adam looked back down at Calliope, his eyes meeting hers. "He didn't make it, Calli." He said quietly.

Although Calliope had known deep down before Adam answered her question concerning the pilot, it didn't stop the tears from filling her eyes. The hysteria that she had been fighting to keep down suddenly burst forward.

"No one is ever going find us! We are going to die out here!" Calliope sobbed hysterically.

Chris turned his head and glared at Calliope. "Will you shut the hell up! You are not helping the situation with your dramatics!" He yelled at her, the sound of her crying grating at his already shot nerves.

Chase shot Chris an angry look. That kind of behavior was uncalled for, especially in this situation where they all had to keep it together or they would all end up dead. She'd always been calm...sometimes eerily calm in intense situations, but she could certainly understand the panic that Calliope was feeling. It didn't help that barely six months ago, Calliope's parents, and her two younger sisters had been killed in an automobile accident. She'd been much more sensitive...or emotional about things since then. Without thinking Chase moved to comfort her friend. The small raft rocked precariously with her movements.

"Jesus Christ! Are you trying to turn us into shark bait? Sit down!" Adam yelled at Chase, who immediatly sat down when she realized her mistake.

Chase said nothing. She just sat there and glared at him for several moments. She had nothing to say to him. Reaching out, she placed her hand over Calliope's, giving her what comfort she could all the while never taking her eyes off of Adam. Adam looked away from Chase's. It seemed that lately Chris and Calliope's fighting had been wearing off on Chase and himself. He thought to himself that he liked it better when they were silent toward each other.

As Adam gently ran his hand over her back and talked softly to her, Calliope eventually calmed down and drifted into a restless sleep.

"So do you think we'll be found?" Chase asked Chris a short time later. She continued to completely ignore Adam.

"Of course we will be." Chris smiled reassuringly down into her eyes, although on the inside he was filled with doubt.

"Before it's too late?" Chase questioned again, putting a strong emphasis on her words.

Chris flinched slightly as Chase's words. They had been able to get two of their bags onto the raft as well, but there was no food or water in them. None of them had eaten since early that morning. It would only be a matter of hours before hunger and dehydration set in. Drinking the ocean water was out of the question as it was salt water and that would only make things worse for them. Shaking his head, Chris cleared those thoughts from his head. He needed to remain positive for her sake.

"Everything is going to be fine. I promise." Chris again assured her. One way or another, they would make it through this.

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Chapter Six

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Chase slowly opened her eyes and raised her head. With a soft sigh she laid her head back down when she realized that Chris, Adam and Calliope were asleep as well. She was just about to fall back asleep when she realized something was different.

She rubbed her eyes as she sat up, then she gasped. "Jesus." She breathed softly as she looked around.

No wonder something had been off. No longer were they drifting at sea. During their slumber, they had washed up on a beach.

"Wow." She whispered as she looked around. It was beautiful…almost like something out of a fantasy, or a Hollywood movie. She half expected to see Tom Hanks running down the beach with Wilson the Volleyball.

She shook her head, bringing herself back to reality. "Reality is so much more depressing." She mumbled to herself as she stood up and stepped over the side of the raft, wanting, no, needing to stretch her legs.

She groaned as she muscles screamed in protest at her. "Oooh." she muttered, gritting her teeth against the aches and pains in her body. Once she got herself standing straight, she took a moment to really look at their surroundings.

"Why do I get the feeling there isn't a nice hotel somewhere around here." She said to herself. The soft white beach stretched as far as the eye could see both ways, with rocks and a thick dense forest meeting the beach.

"Were you going to wake us, or just let us get pulled back out to sea." A voice said from behind her.

Chase's expression immediately hardened and she closed her eyes, mentally counting to ten. She had been told a long time ago that counting would give you a few seconds to calm down…it didn't seem to be working.

She turned around and met Adam's eyes. Instead of yelling at him, like she really wanted to do, she smiled, catching him completely off guard.

"Adam," she said softly, almost sweetly. "You know me better than that. I would never do something like that to Chris and Calliope."

She brushed past him quickly, walking back to the raft where Calliope was just getting out, leaving Adam silently fuming behind her.

"Where's Chris?" Chase asked, not seeing him anywhere near. Calliope shrugged.

"Exploring, I guess." She muttered. Suddenly her face lit up. "Hey, you don't suppose this is like, I don't know, the island off Jurassic Park and he got eaten by a dinosaur, do you?"

Chase crossed her arms over her chest. "Not funny, Calliope." She admonished, although she was biting back the smile.

Calliope sighed. "I know." She grumbled. "So, where the hell are we?" she asked, changing the subject.

"You mean you don't have the map? Damn, who forgot to pack the map?" Chase threw up her hands.

"You starting to sound like Chris. And believe me, that's not a good thing." Calliope laughed.

Chase sighed as she walked over and stood beside her friend. "I know, I'm sorry. This whole situation has me a little on edge, you know."

"Oh believe me, I know and completely understand." Calliope said as she rubbed her temples. "What are we going to do?" she asked softly.

Chase shook her head. "I haven't a clue."

Suddenly Calliope started giggling. Chase looked over at her as if she had lost her mind, but she only proceeded to laugh harder. Chase looked around, hoping either Chris or Adam was near by, since she was afraid Calliope had officially snapped. Unfortunately neither was in sight.

"Uh, Calli?" she asked. Calliope wiped the tears of laughter from her face.

"Sorry, I just had a though. Here we though five days in Puerto Rico was going to be something…and look at us now!"

"Calli, we're going to be fine." Chase assured her, knowing she had to stay strong for her friend.

"Sure we are." Calliope nodded. "As long as you can keep from killing Adam and I can keep from killing Chris."

***

"Now this is much better." Calliope exclaimed later as she sat down next to Adam. Evening was setting in, bringing with it cooler temperatures. Through out the rest of the day they had all been busy pulling the raft to safety, doing a little exploring to make sure they were safe.

Deeper in to the forest they had come upon a spring, complete with its own waterfall. They all had to agree that under normal circumstances, the island would be paradise.

"How you holding up?" Adam asked as he put an arm around her shoulders.

"Better." She admitted, smiling at him. "Now that we're more 'settled', it doesn't seem so bad. Besides, I'm sure they are out there looking for us even as we speak, and we won't be here much longer. So, for the time being, I'm going to pretend I'm on vacation."

Adam grinned and nodded. "I like your thinking, Calli. And this place is the perfect vacation spot."

"Exactly!"

"Uh, you know, I hate to bring it up, but I've noticed that you and Chris have slipped into the kind of communication that Chase and I have." He grinned when she winced at Chris's name.

"We have no communication. We're not speaking." She clarified.

"That's what I meant."

"Oh yeah, well what about you? It's like roll reversal lately. You and Chase have been at each other's throats all day!" she shot back. "I liked it better when you two didn't talk."

"Now you know how Chase and I used to feel about you and Chris." Adam told her, ducking when she took a playful swing at him.

"You know, if you gave Chase half a chance, you'd realize how great she really is." She suggested, a hopeful look on her face.

"I'm sure." Adam grunted.

"I'm serious, Adam! I'm sick of the constant arguing, and we honestly don't know how long we're going to be here. You need to at least try and get along with her!"

"I thought you just said we wouldn't be here long." Adam countered.

Calliope rolled her eyes. "You know what I mean." She ground out wearily.

Adam fell silent for a few moments, then sighed. "Alright, I'll make you a deal." Calliope eyed him warily but motioned for him to continue.

"I'll try to be nice to Chase, and not get into constant arguments with her, IF you promise to do the same with Chris." He said. He cut her off when he saw she was getting ready to say something. "This includes having a conversation with him. No more silent treatments."

He couldn't help but chuckle when her face immediately fell. "Oh all right, fine." She reluctantly agreed. "It's a deal."

She and Adam both looked up when Chris walked over to them. He barely spared her a glance as he said, "I was thinking we should probably go through our bags and see what kind of supplies we have." He said, looking at Adam.

Calliope clenched her fists when she saw the look Adam shot her way. Taking a deep breath, she got to her feet and forced a bright smile for Chris.

"That's a wonderful idea, Chris!" she said a little too cheerfully. "I'll just go get Chase." She turned and started through the trees to the spring, where Chase was taking her turn washing off.

"Huh?" Chris asked, looking completely dumbfounded as he stared after her retreating form.