Disclaimer for the whole fic - I DONT OWN ANYTHING YOU RECOGNISE FROM LOST! I dont even own Nat, Jen, Flick and Sandy - theyre based on friends of mine! (with added extras in their backgrounds) I suppose I own myself and little plotty things... Ok i'll stop wittering How many of you actually read this anyway?

Thansk Nat for Betaring it :P and being a great help thinking of all our over dramatised backgrounds and adding to the plot and stuff! you Rock:D

This whole fic is dedicated to Nat, Jen, Flick and Sandy! for being great :P

Prologue – Planes are NOT meant to stay in the air…

"Em, honestly, you're not that scared of flying." Jen rolled her eyes. "Last time we were on a plane you were fine!"

"Yeah well," Em muttered. "I was asleep!"

Nat laughed and Em glared at her evilly.

"That was the best start to a holiday, ever!" Sandy chimed in grinning. "This is gonna be the best summer ever!"

"Definitely," Flick agreed.

"Australia was amazing!" Nat said. "I love coming over to see you guys!"

"I can't believe our parents arranged this!" Em said excitedly, some colour returning to her cheeks. "Los Angeles to see Driveshaft LIVE!"

"I hated those people who were following us around Sydney this morning," Jen said, rolling her eyes. "Thank God we gave them the slip!"

"Literally," Sandy giggled. "Those banana skins, Jen… Classic!"

"Ooh look! Reckon that island would have lots of pineapple trees?" Flick asked, looking out of the window next to her. The others all rolled their eyes pointedly in her direction.

"Flick…" Nat moaned. "Honestly."

"All you ever think about is pineapples." Jen rolled her eyes. "Look, poor ickle Emi here is as white as a polar bear and all you can think about is pineapples."

"Poor ickle Emi is going to the toilet," Em said irritably.

"If you're not back in ten minutes we'll presume you fell down it," Sandy laughed.

"Well that's nice," Em said, sticking her tongue out cheekily at her.

She pushed her blonde hair out of her face and stood up. As she edged past Nat, who was sitting on the end of the row, someone pushed past her and she nearly fell back.

"And I thought I was desperate," Em muttered before following in the same direction as the other girls laughed.

Em swirled the tap until it turned on and washed her hands quickly. Standing up on a plane felt horrid.

She dried her hands and put the paper towels in the bin. Just as she reached for the doorknob there was a huge bang and she flew back from the door. She stood up quickly, yanked the door open and ran back towards her friends.

But she never reached them; the plane gave an almighty jerk and started to shake violently. Em suddenly realized her worst fear was coming true. She pulled herself into a

seat next to a woman wearing a pink t-shirt, clicked the seat belt around her and grabbed the facemask as the plane jolted again.

"Oh my God, what was that?" Sandy said, as they fastened their seat belts hurriedly.

"I don't know," Nat said nervously. "I hope Em's ok… Jen, fasten your seatbelt."

"No seat belts are for wimps," Jen replied defiantly.

"Jennifer Murray!" Nat yelled. "Do it up this…"

But Nat didn't get to finish her sentence, as with another bang Jen flew straight up at the ceiling. The girls screamed as the plane started to shake and breathing masks fell from the ceiling.

Nat grabbed her as it fell and put it on, whilst grabbing Jen's too and putting it on her. She exchanged worried looks with the others.

Bang! The plane jolted again and Em's face turned (if possible) whiter still. All of a sudden, there was another jolt and something from the holders above fell through. It whacked her on the head and the suddenly the world around her disappeared into a vortex of darkness.