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Sandman

None of us had been the same since the crash. We were stuck here, with absolutely no means of escape. I looked over at Tom, who seemed awfully calm for someone stuck here with fourteen others, most of whom were freaking out. I had a calm demeanor, but I was still freaking out inside. I hadn't had a single beer or smoke in a while and I was facing another craving.

Tom raised an eyebrow as if to ask "What?". I moved away from the others and over to Tom.

"Man…we are so screwed" I said.

"I hear ya. Maria can't stop crying and John's trying to keep his cool. Kane's losing his temper, Cody's doing stupid stuff and Bob's just sitting there" Tom replied, "You okay?".

I nodded. "Yeah, but I haven't had a beer or smoke in days man…and I'm bored".

"Hm…hold on. I think I have some cigarettes in my pack here".

Lucky for us, Tom, Kane, Mickie, John, and Lilian were able to save some of their stuff. We'd be set for a few days, but how long exactly was still in question. In the meantime, I watched Tom dig through his bag.

"Aha! I knew I had them!" he pulled out a pack, "Here, you'll need these a lot more than I do".

I took them. "Thanks Tom. I appreciate it".

"Not an issue".

We watched as Maria continued to freak out, trying our hardest not to laugh about it. When we started laughing, Ashley gave us a threatening look and we just shut up then.

"It's okay Maria, we're gonna be fine. Does anyone have a cell phone? We can try to call Shane and see what he can do" Ashley suggested.

"We've already tried that, remember? None of us have reception here" Bob answered, calmly as ever.

"So what do we do now?" Trish asked.

Kane shrugged. "We gotta hold off for a little while. Help will come as soon as people catch on that our plane crashed".

"Which will be when?" Ken asked.

"Maybe they've already caught on. Maybe there's a search party already sent out for us. Who knows? I certainly don't".

Lilian looked over at Ashley, who was still trying to console Maria. "You were on Survivor, Ash. You can help us".

I started barking with laughter then.

"Are you kidding me?! This chick was booted off early in the season. Lil, don't make me laugh like that again, you're gonna make my sides hurt".

Lilian flashed me a look similar to Ashley's. I shrugged and lit another cigarette. I kept telling them, none of this was gonna work. I agreed with Kane, we had to wait it off a little. Help would come, and we'd be fine and we could all laugh about this later.

Ashley stomped her way toward me and had the audacity to swipe the damn cigarette out of my mouth and step on it.

"What was that for?!" I demanded.

"Simple. You insulted me, and now I get to fight back. At least I don't have a nicotine addiction, an alcohol addiction, nor do I get drunk at people's birthday parties!".

I looked at Tom for support, but he slowly walked away…Traitor…

"Well…at least I'm not a talentless bitch who got kicked out of the WWE for stupid reasons!" I replied.

"Well then…last I remember, you got fired for telling off Ric Flair!".

"Hey, I had my reasons!".

"Enough!" Lilian got between, "Knock it off, both of you".

We fell silent, but continued to glare at each other until Ashley took off.

"Ashley!" John called after her and tried to follow her, but her glare made him stay put.

But someone wasn't intimidated by her glares, and that was Glen Jacobs AKA Kane. He went back after her, and the rest of us just watched. This was really bad. If the situation wasn't bad before…it was worse now.

A/N: So…what do you think? I hope you liked this!