Author's note: This is my first Until Dawn fanfiction and it's completely unbeta'd, so I apologize if there are any mistakes. Josh survived, I'll reveal later in the story how he made it. Each chapter will either be a flashback or a flashforward and the titles will show where and when the chapter is set. I hope you enjoy!

Whistler, British Columbia

Friday 2nd, February 2024

It was a wonderful day in Whistler, Canada. The sun was shining through fluffy white clouds and the sky was as blue as the sea. It had snowed the night before and the ground was all covered in white, sparkly snow. Now it finally felt like winter. The temperatures weren't too bad outside and definitely weren't inside, where the heat was on and if you didn't look outside, you could barely remember that it was winter and cold.

The warm temperature in the big mansion was so nice that the king size bed of the main bedroom was dressed with nothing by white silk sheets. Sheets he didn't even pick, by the way.

Josh Washington woke up early that day. It was unusual to him; he was used to get up late and work until late, and although he didn't have work — well, he technically had some stuff to do but he'd told Gina, his loyal secretary, to postpone all his appointments until next week — he was sure he would sleep in that morning, as usual, especially considering that he'd come to Whistler the night before after a direct flight from New York and that he had quite a busy night.

Yet he was wide awake in his bedroom and, after glancing up at his alarm clock he realized that it was 7:30 AM. Definitely too early. He closed his eyes, trying to fall asleep again but failing. He couldn't stop thinking of the busy weekend ahead.

All he wanted to do that weekend was to honor his sisters on the 10th anniversary of their death and try to make everything perfect.

The thought of honoring his sisters' memory for that particular anniversary by doing something bigger than usual was something that had crossed his mind more than just a couple of times in the past year, but only after a really persuasive conversation with her, Josh decided to invite his friends.

Friends.

Josh wasn't sure he could still call them friends. They surely weren't. Not after what they'd done. Not after what he had done.

He hadn't heard from them in quite a long time, with the exception of one of them who didn't seem to be really thrilled when he announced his reunion party.

Josh slowly opened his eyes and rolled on his side, only to meet his beautiful girlfriend who was sleeping peacefully. He smiled, loving how she slept, all curled up beside him. Perhaps she was the best thing that has happened since… Ever. He wondered why it was so important to her to meet the gang, his old friends — they were his past; not his present and definitely not his future.

He started at her for a while, then decided to be the productive man he could be and, after placing a kiss on her forehead, he got up and went to shower, ready to start this long weekend.

"I can't fucking believe it!"

He muttered as they got off their plane. They were supposed to take a direct flight to Vancouver and instead they were now stuck in Phoenix because their plane had to make an emergency landing for whatever reason.

"This is exactly why I hate travelling by plane. They make you believe you'll get there on time but then they fuck everything up and you're forced to take another flight, spend your money because God forbid if they pay for the new tickets! This is ridiculous. And we barely slept last night."

Michael Munroe was furious as he pulled their trolley in the big hallway of the airport. "And you know what else? I didn't want to come in the first place!"

"Mike, quit it." Samantha said sharply, eyeing the man on her side.

"I'm not happy about what happened either. It's not my fault, I didn't ask the pilot to stop here in Phoenix because I wanted to see Grand Canyon — and you know I would love to visit it."

Sam licked her lips before continuing, "And it's definitely not their fault. Something was up and I don't know about you, but I want to go back home on Monday, possibly alive and well. I don't want to die on a stupid plane."

The blonde girl looked down on their new tickets before looking around to see where they were supposed to go. "And I know you didn't want to come; I think we've already argued enough about this."

The man nodded and sighed heavily, not wanting to discuss once again about the whole reunion thing. Not after the really bad fight they had the month before.

"That's our flight." He simply said, pointing his finger to one of the big screens that showed all the flights. They also showed how long was going to be their trip and when Mike realized they were going to waste another hour on a flight, he was ready to flip and complain again. He decided to stay quiet, not wanting to bother Sam.

She was nervous. He could tell. He'd known her for too long not to notice the slightest changes in the way she was walking and breathing.

And she really was nervous.

Sam hadn't seen Josh in years. She heard he'd become a big name in the movie industry or something like that, just like his father. Or at least, that was what Ashley told her. She'd tried to stay away from anything that had something to do with the Washingtons.

"We hope you'll enjoy the flight."

The flight attendant made Sam come back to earth and smiled at the two. Mike shook his head and headed to the door, not wanting to deal with that crap anymore.

Sam, on the other hand, smiled and took the boarding passes that the woman was handing her.

"Thank you, I'm sure we will."

Josh stared at his reflection in the mirror. He looked older and had scars on his body and on his heart he was good at hiding. He still looked like the old Josh, though. But he wasn't. Oh no, he was much different. He was doing much better now, both physically and mentally. He had meds to take daily, therapy twice a week, gym three times a week, a wonderful girlfriend and he was successful. He couldn't ask for anything better.

"A penny for your thoughts."

The voice made Josh turn his head, noticing his girlfriend standing by the door. He eyed her perfect, naked body and smirked.

"You know that doesn't work with me, baby."

She shrugged and smiled softly before replying, "I thought I should try anyway."

"Trying is always good." He said, taking a box of pill out of the bathroom cabinet. He swallowed one before turning towards his girlfriend.

"Although I must be honest, I'm kinda sad that you'd only give me a penny when there much more and better you could give me." He said, eyeing her body once again, the smirk glued on his face.

She walked towards him and wrapped her arms around him, "You mean myself? Don't you think you already had it enough last night?"

"It's never enough."

Josh cupped his hands around her petite face and pressed his lips against hers, tasting only the tip of her tongue. He moved his hands away and picked her up, probably taking her by surprise since she squealed like a little girl.

"Put me down!"

"You really can't think you can tease me."

He brought her to their big, messy bed and started kissing her again. It was extremely early and his friends weren't supposed to be there for at least a few hours, so they definitely had time to make love.

She kept checking her watch constantly every two minutes, sometimes less. She was sitting on a chair at LAX, waiting for her gate to open. The dark sunglasses from the newest Miu Miu collection covered her eyes and the casual outfit was apparently really common at the airport, so it was easier for her to get confused with other people. Not bad at all.

Jessica chewed the inside of her cheek when a family of four sat next to her. The children were probably 2 and 4 years old and made her cringe. She wondered what made people have children — they were loud, messy, annoying and completely dependent on their parents. The thought of becoming a parent was hideous, not to mention that with her life, raising a kid would be pure hell.

It didn't take her long to get up and move away from her seat. She only hoped that family wouldn't be on her flight, she wouldn't be able to deal with them, not even for the 2 hours and 40 minutes long flight.

Taking her phone out of her bag, she quickly scrolled down until she found the number she wanted to call. It took at least a minute before someone finally picked up and when a female voice replied, she was confused.

"Josh?" Jessica asked, a frown on her face. She was pretty sure that was not Josh.

"Damn, do I sound like a man? That's terrible." The girl on the other side of the phone chuckled, handed the phone to her boyfriend and joking, she said, "Here, it's your girlfriend."

Jessica rolled her eyes and shook her head at those words. Sometimes she wondered if Alexandra felt threatened by her somehow, or even jealous. She probably was — who wouldn't want to date Jessica Wheeler?

"Jess? Hey!"

"Hello, Josh." Jessica spoke, but could still hear the other girl and her friend giggle. She rolled her eyes, a disgusted look on her face.

"For fuck's sake, Josh! Can't you tell her to stop sucking you for a moment, please?"

"She's not—she's not sucking me, Jess." Josh laughed before clearing his throat. "What can I do for you?"

"I wanted to ask you if you got alcohol at your house. You know, for the party and everything. I'm pretty sure we're all gonna need it. Especially me."

"Yeah, obviously. Ordered lots of stuff you'll like, pretty much everything, but if you need or want anything else, just let me know."

"You said you got everything, then okay."

Hello, passengers. Flight 817 to Vancouver. Your departure gate is at 30B and—

The voice coming from the speakers made Jessica down at her boarding pass, realizing that was her flight.

"Alright, Josh. Gotta go. See you later."