AN: Here's a bit of an insane idea that I had that has almost engulfed my soul. I've been working on it for years and can honestly say that I'm no willing to put it out there for some input. If you haven't watched LOST, you're going to be just that. This is meant to fit completely into canon as if it truly could be going on in the reality of that world. ALSO, not going clear to the end of the LOST timeline. I just don't have that kind of patience and I'm not even going to pretend that I get it. I'm not sure how far this will go but I would love to hear what you think of it and perhaps if it's worth pursuing. Lots of interesting ideas coming up in later chaps so if you like the thought, make sure to add to alerts. Thanks all for your support and input. I don't own anything. If I did that would be sweeeeeeeeeeeet.

EDWARD

I hate flying. Even with Jasper's help, the anxiety of being some 30,000 feet in the air is not easy. It is inevitable, however, when you travel from continent to continent that at some point you will have to fly, as was the reason I was strapped into this "modern wonder" that may as well look like a giant coffin.

"You might as well relax, son. Let Jasper help you or watch the movie," Carlisle mentioned from somewhere behind me. "We've got quite a while to go."

Before I can even turn my head, Esme's suddenly sitting next to me which makes me worry about the young man that had been there just moments before. After hearing his thoughts, however, I'm sure I have an idea of where he is. And what craving he's satisfying at the moment.

"You alright?" She says and I notice her tighten her seat belt before tightening mine. I can't help but smile through the anxiety at the worried expression on her face. Even though we have all seen the evolution of planes and know that they are much safer than the original designs, I can tell that she is just as keen as staying on the ground as I am, but won't admit it. She wants to appear strong in front of her children, even though we're not technically children. She won't admit that either.

"Come on Ed. Chill out. It's not the first time you've flown over seas and it won't be the last." I glared back towards Emmett knowing that people would probably think I was stalking him. Unfortunately, a young girl, blonde and very pregnant by the look of it, was in my path and took my look personally. I was pretty sure she almost began crying.

Turning back around, I noticed that Esme had grabbed my hand and was rubbing it vigorously. I reached forward, taking the headphones from the front of the seat and, hoping I could talk the young man into changing seats with my nervous wreck of a mother, placed them softly over her ears. I just hoped the annoying rants of Will Ferral would be enough to distract her, but I also knew that she would be more likely to give up only moments in. Emmett, however, seemed to be rolling in the aisle.

"She's OK," Bella said as she sat back in her seat next to me and placed a comforting kiss on my cheek. I had told her several times that Renesmee was fine, happily seated on Jacob's lap, crawling back and forth between him and my father, but she wanted to make sure for herself. Just like my own mother to my right, my daughter's mother was a little bit of a worrier. Her child was her life. "Are you?" Bella knew my insecurities, knew I'd rather be running than anything, but didn't give me a hard time about it. Unlike some people.

"Ed, weren't you at Kitty Hawk?" Emmett's laugh filled the plane and received several sharp looks since the movie was being awkwardly dramatic at the moment.

"I was less than a year old," I whispered quickly, earning only a glance from Bella and Esme who hadn't heard the first part of the conversation.

"Well, whatever man. Grow a pair. Your daughter wasn't at the first flight,"

"Neither was I" I added quickly but was ignored.

"and she's falling asleep. You need to just relax, guy. Watch the movie. It's fucking hilarious." He emphasized this point by laughing again but as I looked at the screen all I saw was a half naked man acting more like a child than my own.

"Tell Emmett I don't want Renesmee watching this," Bella said as she squinted her nose. I didn't mention that she could pass on that very message herself, because at that exact moment, I felt a severe drop in the plane. Several people screamed as the plane attempted to return to it's original position. I heard the silent prayers of a hundred people as the plane jolted again.

"It's OK. The pilot can..." the plane jolted fiercely, throwing people into the aisles along with their luggage and keeping Esme from finishing her sentence as a stewardess came down roughly near her lap. Suddenly, no one was questioning my fear as we began to lose altitude.

The voices began to quiet as one by one the owners passed out. There was no time for the emergency masks that dropped. Very few people even got them on properly and the change in cabin pressure was too much.

"Jacob," Bella shouted to me over the whine of the engines as the man in front of her drifted off as well. I placed my hands over hers as she frantically clawed at her seat belt release. I saw in her eyes that her thoughts were exactly where mine were; not on Jacob but on the small child, our small child, seated in his lap. I saw the desperate struggle Jacob was putting up to remain conscious as he clung to her unsecured form.

"Give her to Emmett, Jacob," I screamed as I rose from my seat, but whether even his advanced hearing heard I feared I'd never know as a loud crack filled the fuselage and the plane's tail, including my daughter, fell from my sight.

My still heart gave a worthless jolt as I frantically searched for her voice among the noise but with no success. My mind remained focused, not worried about the other members of my family and certainly not worried for myself, but to no avail. She must be unconscious as neither fear nor dreams sounded from her thoughts. Just a sickening silence amongst the chaos.

"Alice!" I screamed, clinging to the seat backs and twisted fuselage metal as I turned into the seats behind mine.

"I didn't know," she cried, burying her head into Jasper as he glared at me for yelling at his wife.

I couldn't feel bad. I couldn't feel anything. I looked towards Bella, hoping she wouldn't turn around. She had to know that the tail was gone. The wind was carrying everything from luggage to bodies out the gaping hole, but she didn't need to know, just yet, that the crack had happened inches in front of our daughter's seat.

"Edward!" Esme screamed, grabbing my arm to pull me towards her. The look on her face told me she was concerned someone would notice I was standing, but appearances were the last thing I was worried about. Everyone that was still conscious was in our family, with the exception of one woman's voice and she was thinking too hard about herself to worry about me.

"Edward, we're going to hit in less than a minute," Alice said and I couldn't help but feel irritated that she could see that.

I knew she meant for me to sit, but my legs seemed frozen as I looked down on the pregnant girl in front of me. My mind rebelled at what I was about to do since I hadn't even been able to protect my own child. I quickly took her unconscious form into my arms and braced myself for impact.