House stepped out of the taxi cab, followed by Wilson, Cameron, Foreman and Chase. "Finally! Who knew that cabs could smell that bad! Jimmy, pay the man."

Wilson sighed, and walked over to the window, taking out hiw wallet and paying the driver.

After grabbing all of their belongings out of the trunk, they walked into the airport entrance. After going through security, they sat down at their stop.

"That was probably the most boring conference I've ever been to in my life. That guy was like a robot." Chase said.

Foreman stood up. "I'm gonna go get something to eat. Do you guys want anything?"

Wilson and House shook their heads, but Cameron and Chase both requested coffee. Foreman nodded, and walked away.

"Flight A-1 boarding in five minutes." Someone over the intercom announced.

Foreman walked back with two coffees and a muffin in his hands. He handed the coffees over to Chase and Cameron, who nodded thanks. "At least Cuddy will be glad that you didn't do anything stupid at the conference, House."

House grunted. "Yeah... well, I don't think that I would want to take up Cuddy's threat about giving me fifty extra clinic hours. Then again, Cuddy's threats aren't as big as her cleavage."

"Flight A-1 is now boarding." Someone over the intercom announced again, and the whole group got up, and grabbed their things.

"Alright, I am not sitting by Chase again. He snores when he sleeps." Foreman said as they walked over to the boarding section.

"Hey!" Chase objected. "I do not!"

Cameron scoffed. "Are you kidding? You're so loud I almost have to put earplugs in my ears."

Chase glared at Cameron, who returned the glare. Wilson and Foreman just stared at the showdown, while House just groaned.

"Okay... I hate to break up this amusing little staring contest, but we need to figure out who's sitting by who." Foreman told Cameron and Chase, who immediately looked away from each other.

"Well, there's three seats in each row." Wilson told them. "But I am not sitting by House again."

"I can't believe that I have to sit here." Cameron groaned.

She was sitting in between Chase and House, while Foreman and Wilson were sitting next to each other a row behind them.

"Oh, stop being a little whiney schoolgirl. I thought you would like sitting here... you're sitting right in between both of your crushes." House said, smirking, while Cameron just rolled her eyes in response.

An hour later, Cameron was already asleep, while House was listening to his Ipod. Wilson and Foreman were reading books, and Chase was reading a magazine. Cameron's head was resting lightly on Chase's shoulder, and strangely, it felt right to him.

He had wanted to start a real relationship with her, but she had refused several times. He knew it was hard for her to start a new one, and he never knew if she was actually over House or not.

A big shake in the plane immediately woke Cameron up, and she lifted her head up from where it was resting. "What the hell was that?"

A woman's voice came over the intercom. "I'm sorry, we seem to be having some turbulence. We ask you to place your seatbelts back on, until the turbulence is over."

The turbulence continued for ten minutes, and Foreman's face turned pale. "Oh god, I think I feel that muffin coming up."

"Well you can't get up now, the seatbelt sign is still on." Wilson said to Foreman, who looked like he was going to puke at any minute.

Foreman glared at Wilson. "Do you want me to puke on you? Because I'd happily oblige."

Unbuckling his seatbelt, he was about to stand up, but with the plane shaking once again, he immediately sat back down and buckled back in. The plane started shaking immensly, causing people to yelp and scream.

"What the hell is going on here?" A man yelled, and everyone started screaming.

Everyone felt a dipping sensation, and Chase looked out the window. They were falling. They were all falling and were going to crash. The plane started to get near an unknown island, and Cameron gripped Chase's hand tightly.

He looked over at her. "Cameron, if we die... I just want you to know... I love you."

Cameron had tears in her eyes. "I love you too." Another shake and she screamed, gripping Chase's hand tighter.

Wilson and Foreman were both gripping the armrests tightly, fearing for their lives. Foreman was panicking. "We're gonna die... we're gonna die!"

Meanwhile, House was just sitting there, a blank look on his face.

Cameron kept screaming as they were dipping closer to the ocean. She heard a loud crash, and then it all faded black for her.