Okay, I got this idea from the story Alive. A lot of Bones people are in it. So please read and review!

Chapter one: Beauty to Terror

The squint squad, Brennan's grad students, Jared, Sweets, Carolyn, Russ, Max, Michelle, Booth, Brennan, Parker, Rebecca, Cullen, Cullen's wife Julia, and several others were on a plane to Chile to celebrate the ten thousandth case he FBI and Jeffersonian had solved together. Little did they know that they would never reach that destination.

The small plane was packed with thirty or more people. Everyone's attitude was pretty content for the most part, except for the occasional groan about how long the plane ride was.

"Mom, look out at the mountains. Aren't they beautiful?" Michelle asked Cam as she stared out the window.

"The Andes are pretty nice but I'd rather not look… It makes me nervous." Cam said.

"Don't worry. We're going to land in about forty five minutes. Nothing can go wrong." Michelle smiled and grasped her mother's hand.

Cam smiled and patted her daughter's hand.

"Hey mama, what's that on top of the mountains?" Parker asked pointing out the window.

Rebecca put down her book and peeked out the window, "It's snow dear."

"Wow, that's a lot of snow. Wouldn't it be fun if we went down and played in it?!" Parker asked.

"I don't know if it would be fun but it would be very cold. It's like forty below out there." Rebecca said.

Parker looked puzzled, "Is that cold?"

Rebecca let out a small laugh, "Very cold. Much colder than it is when you get out of the pool and go into the house when the air conditioner is on."

Parker faked a shiver, "I'm glad we aren't going out to play then."

Rebecca leaned down and kissed her son's forehead.

Booth turned to Brennan, "Hey Bones, have you ever seen anything prettier than those mountain tops?"

Brennan put down her lap top, "Yes, a lot of things like daisies and lunar eclipses and meteor showers… a lot of stuff…"

Booth rolled his eyes, "Okay, sure Bones, but you can see those things whenever you want to. It's not every day that you see the Andes."

"On the contrary Booth, meteor showers don't happen that often and lunar eclipses happen about every four or three years." Bones said returning to her lap top.

Booth rolled his eyes and went back to staring out the window, "Whatever Bones." He mumbled.

"Jared, what's more important, women or beer?" Wendell asked.

Jared shrugged, "For me it's beer. Women come and go but beer is always there for you."

Wendell half shrugged, "It's women for me. You can make more beer in a short amount of time but it takes about nine months to make a baby and there's fifty percent chance that it's going to be a woman."

Jared sighed, "Let's switch seats. I want to take a look at the mountains now."

Julia sighed and leaned her head on her husband's shoulder, "I'm not fond of the snow. It reminds me about what happened to our daughter…"

Cullen kissed the top of his wife's head, "I don't care for it much either. It's cold and wet, two of the things I hate most."

Julia smiled, "It sure looks beautiful on the mountain tops though."

Cullen nodded, "It sure does. It almost looks like you could reach out the window and touch the tops of the mountains."

Julia looked at her husband frightened, "Oh don't say that. It makes me nervous to think how close we are to the mountains. I worry about crashing."

Cullen wrapped his arm around his wife's shoulder, "Don't worry sweetheart. We aren't going to crash. This plane is very safe. Planes barely ever crash."

Julia smirked, "That's what they said about the Titanic and that didn't stop it from sinking."

Cullen laughed, "I'm sure ice burgs don't float in the air."

Julia moved her head onto her husband's chest and closed her eyes, "I sure hope you're right."

Clark groaned and folded his arms, "Of all the places on the plane I HAD to be stuck beside you."

Angela paused her IPod, "You say something sweetie?"

Clark covered his face, "I told you not to call me that!"

Angela smiled, "I'm sorry-sweetie."

Clark let out a loud groan, "This isn't happening to me!"

Daisy grasped her boyfriend's arm, "Oh Lance isn't this so exciting?!"

Sweet nodded, "It's really wonderful that we get to go somewhere together."

Daisy smiled, "Our first trip." She pulled a camera from her pocket, "Say cheese Sir Lance-A-Lot!"

Sweets smiled, "Cheese!"

Hodgins looked out the window, "Ah… I wonder what kind of ancient particles and organisms are hidden in those mountain walls…"

Zach looked at his friend, "They're probably really deep in there. I doubt you'd ever find anything."

Hodgins laughed, "Did you lose your sense of adventure in that mental instuition?"

Zach looked at Hodgins, "I don't think it's possible to lose your sense of adventure by being locked up somewhere."

Hodgins shrugged, "Hey, it's possible. I mean, you could lose your sanity."

Zach frowned, "I didn't. I'm just a smart as ever as you are just as short."

Hodgins frowned, "I'm not short! I'm just… under tall."

"There's no such thing as under tall. You're either petite or tall." Zach said.

Hodgins folded his arms, "Yeah, well, I'm the exception..."

Russ sighed and tapped his fingers on the seat, "I wonder how Amy in the girls are doing…"

Max placed a hand on his son's shoulder, "Son, you can call them when we land in Chile. I'm sure they're fine. They're probably just as worried about you as you are them."

"Yeah, well, I haven't talked to them in hours. I miss them so much but Amy didn't think it was a good idea to take Haley on such a long trip." Russ sighed and pressed his head against the cool glass of the window.

"They're fine Russ. If you worry too much you'll make yourself sick.' Max said.

Russ sighed again. "I know they're fin it's just… I worry that something will happen and I'll never get to say goodbye."

Max squeezed Russ's shoulder, "Nothing's going to happen son. I promise."

Russ looked at his father and smiled weakly, "Thanks dad."

Vincent looked at the ground, "Did you know some people believe Andes derives from the Quechua word anti, which means "high crest"?"

Fisher looked at Vincent annoyed, "And I needed to know that why?"

Vincent shrugged, "No reason. I just thought it was interesting… OH! Another cool fact-"

Fisher held up his hand, "Save it King George."

Vincent frowned, "Did you call me that because I'm English?"

Fisher shrugged, "Maybe I did."

Vincent frowned and crossed his arms and turned away from Fisher. "Fine, if you ever go on the show on Jeopardy, don't call me for help."

Fisher shrugged, "Fine by me."

Carolyn looked around and let out a huge groaned, "This is the worst flight I have EVER been on! Hey excuse me!" Carolyn snapped grabbing the flight attendant's arm.

He looked at her, "Can I help you ma'am?"

Carolyn sighed, "If you can't then you better high tail your ass outta here. I want a coffee."

He looked at her confused, "I'm sorry ma'am but we don't carry coffee."

Carolyn raised her eyebrows, "You carry wine but not coffee?! Well, you can just walk your ass up to the pilot and tell him his plane just sunk to my worst flight's number one slot!"

The flight attendant rolled his eyes, "I will tell him ma'am."

Carolyn smiled, "Thank you Cheri. Now while you're at it could you bring me a glass of red wine?"

He nodded, "I'll be back."

The flight attendant walked to the front of the plane.

"Dario, please tell me we are landing soon! I think if I hear that curly haired woman's voice again I'll throw myself in the propeller."

One of the pilot's turned to the man, "Don't worry Roberto, we have about thirty minutes left."

"Hey Dario, take a look at the sky… It doesn't look pretty." The other pilot noted.

Dario looked out the window, "It looks like we're going into a storm… Robby, tell everyone to buckle up. It might get bumpy."

Roberto nodded, "Well do."

Roberto walker over to a speaker, "Ehem… Everyone, if you'd please take your seat. It appears we're going through a storm so it's going to be a little bumpy. Don't worry, we'll arrive in Chile in about thirty minutes so please just sit back and relax."

The plane flew through the clouds and bumped along.

Julia grasped her husband's shirt tightly, "This is a little scary…" she laughed nervously.

Cullen wrapped his arms around his wife, "It's going to be okay." He soothed.

The plane bumped again but this time harder.

Brennan grabbed Booth's hand.

Booth looked at her worried, "You okay Bones?"

She nodded, "Yeah… I'll be fine…"

Parker dug his nails into his mother's jeans, "Mama, I don't like this…"

Rebecca clutched her son's hand, "Don't worry honey, it will be over soon."

The pilots flew through the storm when suddenly there was a jolt. The plane stopped for a spilt second and then started to nose dive to the ground.

"WE'RE LOSING ALTITUDE! PULL UP PULL UP!" Dario screamed as the lights flashed.

"I'M TRYING!" the other pilot screamed.

"WHAT'S THE HELL IS GOING ON!?" Booth screamed grabbing Brennan as she almost crashed to the floor.

"I DON'T KNOW?! OH SHIT!" Cam screamed grabbing Michelle's hand.

"MAMA! MAKE IT STOP!" Parker cried.

Rebecca hugged her son, "I LOVE YOU PARKER!"

The plane it the side of a mountain and a wing popped off. A few people flew out of the plane screaming as they fell to their death.

"HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!" Hodgins yelled as the other wing popped off, carrying people with it.

"WE'RE GOING TO DIE!" Angela screamed as the tail was ripped from the plane.

The plane spiraled to the ground and crashed into the deep snow. It shot through the snow before stopping abruptly. The plane chairs unbolted and shot forward crashing into one another.

The snowy wind whipped around the broken plane. Nothing was moving inside of the destroyed machine.

Oh no! Who's dead and who's alive? Please review to find out what happens next!