Regina sighed as she saw who the passengers next to her would be: a mum and her kid. She bent down to pick her small case up to put in the overhead compartment.

"Want some help with that?" The mum asked, leaping from her seat to help.

"I've got it," Regina replied, her lips tight. "But thanks." She brought the case up above her head, but someone was squeezing past her at the same time and they knocked into her, making her drop the case. It fell, nearly onto her head, but the blonde she was sitting next to her managed to grab it in time.

"Let me," She smiled, easily lifting it above her head into the overhead compartment.

"Thanks," Regina murmured, trying to ignore the blonde's muscular arms. They took their seats quickly and Regina began typing on her laptop, trying to distract herself from the flight to come. She wasn't the fondest of flying and it didn't help that she wasn't flying business class like she normally did.

"Excuse me," The blonde said quietly whilst people were still boarding the plane. Regina looked up, annoyed to be pulled away from her work.

"Yes?" She asked.

"I'm really sorry but my son's never flown before and would really like a window seat, would you mind if he swapped seats with you?" Emma asked, sounding embarrassed. Regina looked past her to the brown haired kid who was smiling sweetly at her.

"Okay," She replied, unbuckling her seatbelt. Anything for some peace and quiet.

"Thank you," The boy gave her a wide toothy smile.

"Thank you so much," The mum smiled apologetically.

"No problem," Regina replied, before taking her new seat and getting back to her work.

"Wow we're going so fast mum," Henry smiled as the plane began to speed up a few minutes later. "Do you think we'd die if we crashed going at this sp-"

"Shh, Henry," Emma said, noticing that the brunette next to her had tensed up as the plane's speed quickened. "Just look at the view out of the window." She quickly pointed out of the window as they ascended and Henry gaped in awe as the cars below them turned into little toy ones that he played with when he was younger.

"This is awe-" He began then he broke off shaking his head and rubbing his ears. "Owww." He complained. Regina looked across at him, smiling slightly. This mother and son were growing on her. The mother was clearly trying her best and the son was sweet. The mother was also really hot.

"It's because we're so high up," She explained to him, digging a packet of boiled sweets out of the small handbag at her feet. "Your ears are getting used to the different air pressure." She held the bag of sweets out to him. "You're really supposed to have these when we take off, but it might help." She was rewarded with a huge smile, before Henry looked at his mum for approval. She didn't always let him have sweets.

"Go ahead kid," Emma smiled at him, ruffling his hair as he leaned across to get one. He took one at random and his smile grew wider as he won the lottery on the flavour.

"Apple," He leaned back to his seat as he unwrapped it and popped it in his mouth. "Thanks Mrs- err-" He stopped, not knowing the woman's name.

"Call me Regina," She smiled. "And you are quite right dear. Apple is the best. I'm sure there'll be another apple one left for when you need one for the descent."

"Thank you so much," Emma smiled at the woman next to her, only just noticing how her eyes looked chocolate brown. "It's so kind of you."

"It's nothing," Regina assured her, before turning back to her laptop.

"We seem to have hit a patch of turbulence, we ask that everyone returns to their seats and fastens their seatbelts please," A crackly voice on the intercom said and Henry began to look worried, but Emma quickly fastened him in.

"Are we gonna crash?" He asked, a nervous quiver clearly in his voice.

"This is perfectly normal," Regina smiled across at him. "I fly quite often, it's just a precaution."

"Oh," Henry said, though he still didn't sound convinced.

"What's that comic you're reading?" Regina asked, trying to distract the young boy, knowing she wouldn't get any work done with him panicking.

"The Incredible Hulk," He grinned, showing her the cover. "It's a limited edition one."

"Really?" Regina asked, trying to sound interested, though she was glad that he had stopped worrying.

"He's obsessed," Emma smiled, and she opened her mouth to speak again, but Regina never found out what she was going to say as the plane began shaking violently and the lights went out. Regina and Emma both heard a young boy screaming from beside them and knew it was Henry. "Here," Emma quickly moved her hand to Henry's seat and managed to wrap her arm round his in the dark until the emergency lighting flickered on.

Suddenly oxygen masks were in front of them. Ignoring protocol, Emma immediately started helping Henry with his first. By the time she had got his on, she was struggling to breath. There were screams as the plane began plummeting. She gasped for air frantically as she pulled her oxygen mask towards her, but before she could secure it, she passed out. Regina watched her, in panic. She leaned forwards, but luggage began to fall out of the overhead compartment opposite and she had to duck to avoid being knocked out. Only the site of Henry trying to shake his mum awake made her try again. She yanked the oxygen mask towards Emma's face and managed to secure the strap over the back of her head just before the world went black.

Waves. Crashing around her. She could feel the sand between her fingers. Light. Regina opened her eyes and tried to stand but the world began spinning around her. She felt her knees give way and she was back on the ground again. Sand, running between her fingers. Where was she? Then it all came flooding back to her. There was a crash. Thank goodness they were over land. Wait. She paused, as her brain caught up. Where were they though? If they were in a populated area the plane may have hit the civilians. She looked around and got up, slowly this time. They were on some sort of beach, with a jungle on one side and the sea the other.

The screams and shouts of confusion and panic brought her back to reality. She should probably help. Do anything she could. She pushed her hand through her hair so it went out of her eyes, but when it returned, it was soaked with blood. Something must have hit her knocking her out. It didn't hurt too much though. Looking around, she could see much worse injuries than a small bump. She knew she had been one of the lucky.

Searching for someone to help, she saw the familiar blonde hair and red leather jacket of the woman she sat next to. She was sitting up confused, unsure of what was happening. Regina ran over to her and gave her a hand. "Henry?" Emma asked, as Regina realised that her leg was trapped under a heavy piece of debris. She tried levering it up but it was too heavy.

"I don't know where he is," She told her. "If I can get this off then we can look-" But Emma had already seen him.

"Henry!" She screamed at the top of her voice. Regina followed Emma's frantic gaze to where there was a small body of a boy, barely moving. Blood flowing from his arm. He was laying under the wing of the plane. The wing that was burning. The wing that began to cave in on itself. The wing that was about to collapse right on top of Emma's son. But she was trapped and could do nothing to save him. "Henry!" She yelled again, though in her heart she knew it was useless. She knew that she could do nothing but watch her son die.

Please don't hate me for ending the chapter like this. I feel really bad for saying this, but I'm not sure when I'll next update either. Hopefully in the next fortnight. Please let me know what you think of the first chapter though.