** Imagine, the captain killed himself 'mentally unstable' and the 7 main characters are again joined with a wounded and sick Ian, a slightly wounded Abby, and Jory. The signal light was never flashed, or created, and the kids haven't been found yet. The Typhoon missed them by a mile and the 10 characters are back at camp.**

His dead corpse was just sitting there on the sand. Covered in blood, my hands couldn't stop shaking. My eyes never leaving the lifeless Captain.

"It's ok Day, you couldn't do anything to stop him, he was, Mentally unstable." Lex said, trying to comfort me. I sat there and watched him pick up the knife. I didn't say 'stop' or 'no!' I just watched. I watched as he stabbed himself in the chest and buckled over in pain. I watched as his chest stopped rising and I watched while Lex told me it wasn't my fault. I finally raised my eyes off of him and looked at my brown haired younger brother. It must have been painful to be a child and go through all that we have. I turned around and started walking towards camp. Jory sat next to Ian and wiped sweat off his forehead. His fever was raging and I could tell he was in pain. I knelt down beside the shaking boy and felt his forehead, he gave me a smile.

" You didn't have to take me." he whispered, eyes squining. I shook my head.

"Yes, Yes we did Ian." I said defiantly, not looking into his eyes. I searched the first aid bag for aspirin. I blended it with water, because he was in no condition to swallow pills. Nathan, Eric, and Taylor came back with containers of cooled water. Jory quickly took the wet cloth off of his head and re-soaked it. Ian suddenly bent his head back in pain. She soothed him and replaced the towel. I could see that the connection between those two had grown closer with the month they spent away from us.

"So what happened to you guys, when you were like...gone?" Taylor asked. Jory frowned a little.

****-Flashback to 15 days ago, Jory's POV-****

I woke up in a jolt. "Abby! Help!" I shouted. Ian hovered over my head.

"Shh, Jory, Are you OK?" He asked. I laid back down. "Yeah.." I rubbed my temples. I suddenly remembered everything. "Abby, Captain Russell, where are they!" I jolted up again. My head throbbed.

"Ugh!" I said closing my eyes and rubbing my temples.

"You got thrown against a rock cave. It's a miracle we survived. The flood sent us in different directions. You've been out for a whole day." Ian said solemnly. I opened my eyes and saw that Ian had cuts around his face, and a huge bruise above his left eye. My eyes teared up.

"We're not going to see them again, are we." I said shakily, fighting back tears. Ian shrugged.

"I don't know, I just don't know." He said. Within a few days I was strong enough and we started walking. We walked and camped for a at least a week, By that point we were living on whatever fruit and water we could find. We eventually found the Hotel Tango.

"We're saved! We're saved!" I shouted. Ian brought me into a tight hug. We ran towards the building, as fast as our weak bodies would let us.

"It's pretty old." I said. "The building could collapse."

"Don't worry, we'll be fine!" Ian said confidently. We walked towards the closest entrance.

"I'll check upstairs, you check downstairs." he said, taking off to the stairs. Thats when i saw the captain. He wasn't himself.

"Captain Russell?" I asked, His eyes bugged out at me and he shouted.

"Whooeryew!" he slurred. At first, I thought he was drunk, then he started acting strange.

"I don't know who you er! Get off my pirate ship!" He shouted to me, waving a large knife at me. I backed off

"Don't you remember me! From the plane crash!" I asked. His eyes flashed in my direction.

"How do you know about the plane crash?" He asked, stepping towards me. Almost if on cue, I heard a scream and a crash. I ran back to the entrance and found Ian on the floor. The ceiling had caved in and Ian was under some of the rubble.

"Ian! Ian! Are you OK?" I screamed. I cleared the plaster around his body. He looked up, tears stung his eyes.

"My leg." He hissed through his teeth. I looked down to inspect the damage. The appendage was bent out to the side, in a way that proved it was broken.

"Captain Russell! Help!" I shouted. He ran in and saw Ian on the floor. "We need to help him! We should carry him back to the plane! They have first aid!" I gasped for air. I was freaking out. He looked at me with crazy eyes and twisted his mouth into a crazy smile.

"If we bring him back we'll get killed by the pirates! The pirates are out to get us!!" He said and ran, but I was concerned on other things. I manged to bring Ian into a smaller room and set him up against the wall. I put some wood up against his legs and tied it together with pieces of cloth. For the next week we sat in the room. I brought him food, but he started to get sick. He started to get feverish and was constantly complaining of sharp stomach pains.

**** present, Dayle's POV****

"Wow." I said. Ian was finally asleep on the ground next to the fire, the drowsiness of the aspirin kicking in. Jory replaced his wet towel.

"And he's been steadily getting worse... I just don't know what to do." She said, her eyes filling with tears. Abby came over and hugged her. Everybody was sympathetic to the crying girl.

"You're with us now." Nathan said.

"Yeah." Melissa said. "Everything is going to be OK."

The truth was, I didn't know what to do with Ian. We all had our share of bruises and scrapes, But Ian was real bad. Lex flipped through his disease Manual.

"Could be a basic infection, or a more severe one..." Lex mused. Jackson had obviously had enough, and quickly stood up and walked into the jungle, Melissa ran after him. Nathan and Taylor got up to get more water.

"I'll go fishing." Eric volunteered. He grabbed the fishing pole and turned towards the ocean. Eric had really manned up these last couple of days. Jory stood up and put some more wood in the fire pit. Ian stirred when I put more cool water on his forehead. Abby had fallen asleep on the sand a couple feet away.

"I'm gonna go for a walk." Jory said, I nodded and she walked down the shoreline. Lex had gotten up to go work on the shelter, we would need it with 3 more kids to take care of. A hour later Nathan and Taylor came back with 5 jugs of water. Eric came back with 8 fish. Everybody was happy with the catch. I started to cook dinner and the sun was setting. Jackson and Melissa had slowly wandered back together.

"OH my gosh!" Taylor shrieked. Melissa shifted uncomfortably. "You two kissed!" she laughed. Jackson tried to turn around and bolt, but Melissa grabbed his arm.

"yeah, and your point is?" Melissa asked defiantly. Taylor, looking dumbfound, didn't have anything else to say. Abby started to pace in front of the fire.

"Jory left a couple of hours ago, something must have happened." Abby said, panicking. Jory had been gone for a long time.

"Ok." I said standing up. "Lets go look for her. She's probably just watching the water." I grabbed a coat and handed one to Abby.

"I'm going with you."Nathan said putting on a coat. Melissa took my place beside Ian. And we set out to find Jory. We walked and called her name for a hour. And just before we were going to give up, Abby shrieked. We ran to where Abby was and saw Jory passed out on the shore. And the rising tide had covered half her body. The three of us lifted her out of the way of the incoming tides. She was soaked and shivering.

"She's hypothermic." I said, putting my coat onto her frozen body. Nathan and Abby did the same. The cold winds nipped at our newly exposed skin. Nathan's radiated against the moonlight.

"Jory, Jory wake up! Please Jory, wake up!" Abby sobbed. Nathan grunted and lifed up the frozen girl, and carried her back to camp. When we got back , Melissa was helping Ian eat some fish when we arrived, Jory in Nathan's hands. When Ian saw her he froze up, dropping the fish he was eating. Taylor gasped.

"Oh my gosh? What happened?" she asked stupidly.

"Get blankets!" Abby shouted. Eric and Lex got up to get blankets. Taylor stood up and walked over to us. I sometimes couldn't stand how dense she was. Jory shook in our arms. We sat her down by the fire and covered her with coats. . I patted the silent Ian on the shoulder and he sunk down, trying not to show pain. Now we had two friends who were sick..what else could go wrong?

*****-Melissa's POV*****

The next day, Jory's color was returning, but she was still asleep. Ian's fever had gotten worse with the heated daylight hours. I had given him more Advil, but everybody knew that the supply would only last for so long. Everybody else was out doing their chores and I was given the duty of watching over the sleeping couple. I was watching the fire when Jory stirred behind me.

"Abby?" she asked, her voice hoarse. I turned around and she had squinted her eyes open and sat up.

"Hey! Your awake! How are you feeling?" I asked. She looked at Ian.

"How's he feeling?" She asked, looking at Ian. I frowned.

"He's been pretty conked from all the Advil." I said, looking for Abby or Daley. I wasn't sure I was the person Jory wanted to talk to. Abby came out of the jungle with 2 jugs of water, when she saw Jory awake she ran over.

"Jory!" she said and flung her arms around her. She smiled.

"hey." she said. Before anybody else could say anything, Jory collapsed in Abby's arms.

"It's OK. Its just exhaustion." I sighed. Silently happy she fell back asleep. Abby reluctantly left to continue her jobs. About a hour later, Ian woke up. He immediately looked at Jory.

"Is she.." He asked, thinking the worst.

"Oh no, No! She woke up earlier, just exhausted." I assured him.

"I'm sorry I'm such a pain." He said quietly. I turned to face him. Sighing, hoping I wasn't about to say something stupid.

"You're not a pain! We know that once you're all right you can help us out!" I said, giving him more water. Jory stirred and Ian's eyes darted towards her. She slowly opened her eyes and sat up.

"Hey..." she said weakly. Ian smiled.

"Glad you're feeling better." He said. She sighed and laid back down.

"I still feel so weak..." She said. Ian sighed.

"Me too." a shudder rippled through his body and he threw his head back and groaned, gritting his teeth. Jory jolted up and wiped her hand over his sweating forehead.

"His fever has gotten worse." she said sternly. "You should have been watching him better."

"I know, we're hoping it'll go down soon." I sighed. She shook her head and laid down. They were both asleep till dinner. Everybody did their part, even Taylor and Eric helped out. When the fish and fruit were peeled and cooked, Jory woke up. Everybody started talking at once.

"What happened?" Nathan asked.

"How are you feeling?" Abby asked.

"Is anything broken?" Lex asked. Jory was overwhelmed and closed her eyes

"Shush! Be quiet!" Daley shouted. I was always amazed by her leadership, even in the hardest times. Everybody shut up quickly. Jory opened her eyes.

"I'll answer questions in order of importance. I don't think anythings broken." She started, slowly moving her body. " I'm not frozen anymore, but I still feel weak." she said quietly. But she looked up again. "I was feeling bad about Ian, and I wanted to take a walk. I walked for a mile and a half when I started getting tired. I started to walk back when I was overcome by dizziness. I sat down where I was, and then... I guess I just passed out." Jory mused.

"Now the question is... why." Lex said.

"Exhaustion? Lack of food? Mosquito madness?" Eric laughed, Jackson thwacked him upside the head/

"Or maybe she's got the same thing Ian does..." Abby said, trailing off at the end to feel Jory's forehead. "It's not warm. So maybe it was just exhaustion." she said. Lex wasn't convinced.

"I'm still not sure." He said. "I think we should keep her under observation for..." Lex tried to say before Jory cut him off.

"Observation! Like I'm some Lab rat!" she shouted standing up. Abby tried to get her to sit down, but by the time she got up, Jory had already passed out into her arms again. Everybody was concerned, but nobody said anything. Because we knew nobody had the answers.