First off, I do not own the Left Behind Series that belongs to the wonderful minds of Tim LaHaye and Jerry B. Jenkins. Now this is my first foray into fan fiction, and I am more than happy to take constructive criticism and I will ignore all flames. I also want to note that I am not a Bible scholar like Mr. LaHaye, and I can and likely will make mistakes concerning the Bible and I will do my best to avoid any errors in my writings. If you see any Biblical errors, please inform on it and I will do my best to correct it. This is also a rewrite of a fanfic I had started years ago.

Those Left Behind

LANDING

I declare to you, brothers and sisters, that flesh and blood cannot inherit the kingdom of God, nor does the perishable inherit the imperishable. Listen, I tell you a mystery: We will not all sleep, but we will all be changed —in a flash, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trumpet. For the trumpet will sound, the dead will be raised imperishable, and we will be changed. For the perishable must clothe itself with the imperishable, and the mortal with immortality. When the perishable has been clothed with the imperishable, and the mortal with immortality, then the saying that is written will come true: "Death has been swallowed up in victory."1 Corinthians 15:50-54

"Ladies and gentlemen" said a man's voice that was a bit staticky over the loudspeaker. "I want to thank you again for your cooperation today. We've been asked to put down on the only runway that will take this size plane and then to taxi to an open area about two miles from the terminal. I'm afraid I'm going to have to ask you use our inflatable emergency chutes, because we will not be able to hook up to ant gateways. If you are unable to walk to the terminal. Please stay with the plane, and we will send someone back for you."

Isabelle shook her head trying to escape the last traces of sleep the still gripped her. She pulled off her sleeping mask and glanced around the plane's cabin taking in the panicked looks of her fellow passengers as she felt the plane begin to make its decent. She had taken medication to make sure she slept through the nearly nine-hour flight and it seems she had slept through something.

"Excuse me, sir," She said to man across the aisle who looked vaguely. "What is going on?"

The man glanced at her his eyebrow raising slightly in surprise. "It seems like people have disappeared and vanished."

Isabelle frowned at the man not appreciating him making a joke at her question. If they were having engine trouble or had to make an emergency landing because for some form of emergency, it was not time for jokes.

"Sorry, I asked." She said frowning." But you do not need to make jokes like that during an emergency just for kicks."

The man frowned back at her.

"It's no joke," he said waving his hand across the plane. "Look around you. People are missing in this plane and according to the piolet it has happened across the world."

Isabella stood up slightly looking around the plane. She could see faces full of fear and grief and there were empty seats across the plane with only what appeared to be clothing left in them. She saw the woman behind who she had helped place her luggage because she had her hands full with two young children holding an empty blanket as she cried silently.

She looked over at the man again.

"I'm sorry," she mumbled in shock. "I had no idea. Has there been any news on what happened?"

The man shook his head.

"The piolet has been giving us updates but so far no one knows the case."

She nodded to him her mind going over possibilities. She had not heard of any country having any technology that could cause people to dematerialize. There wasn't any working scientific theory on how it could possibly happen. The thought that is could possibly be aliens briefly went through her mind. She thought it had a greater possibility of being caused some experiment gone wrong at the Large Hadron Collider in Geneva than the possibility of it being aliens. Or maybe just a natural phenomenon like what happened in Israel last year.

Thinking of Israel, she glanced over at the man suddenly remembering where she had met him before.

"Williams, right?" she said glancing at him. "I met you last year in Israel when you interviewed Rosenzweig. I was the lead on his security team."

Before he could reply there was a slight bit of turbulence and it roughly bounced Isabelle out of her seat. She quickly got back into her seat buckling herself back up as she waited for the plane to land forgetting about her conversation with Williams the writer across the aisle.

As soon as she felt the plane land, she pulled out her cellphone turning it on and was disappointed to see that she had no service. She slid it into her pocket so she could easily reach it if her husband David attempted to call her. He would call her she told herself. He would be fine and so would their son and twin daughters. David would be out in pasture rounding up sheep about now and moving them to a new pasture and the kids would all be at school.

When the plane came to a stop, she quickly grabbed her assault pack slinging it over her shoulders and her hot pink carry on luggage. She saw the man Williams slide down the inflatable slide and land not so gracefully at the bottom. When it was her turn, she tossed her shoes and pink luggage down and then jumped down herself. She felt the air rush past her face as she slid down before her feet hit the concrete and she quickly stood up and gathered her belongings.

Once she had her shoes back on, she did not hesitate to start off to the indicated direction of the main airport. After checking her phone for the third time and feeling an uneasy feeling in her stomach she decided to jog the rest of the way in hopes that once she reached the airport terminal, she would be able to get cell service.

When she arrived at the terminal sweaty from her run it was to only to discover that she still did not have cell service. She decided to instead go and find her car and start to drive home. In the Army she was taught to keep moving forward because if you stopped that was the end.

As she walked, she glanced up at the televisions across the airport and stopped dead as she saw a woman in the midst of labor go from full term to a nearly flat stomach in the blink of an eye. The doctor did not deliver a baby only the empty placenta. Isabelle placed her hand over her own stomach briefly recalling the births of her own children and felt sickening fear take grip of her. She needed to get home to her own children.

She picked up her speed navigating towards the garage area where she had left her car. When she got there she saw where someone had moved around some of the vehicles where people had disappeared and was happy to see that her vehicle was not only undamaged in the initial chaos but was not blocked in like many of the cars she had passed were. She placed her phone on the clip above the radio so she could easily see if she had signal.

As she pulled onto Interstate 249, she was glad she had driven this route enough times that she did not need her GPS as it had failed her along with her cellphone. It had been years since she had not had the world at her fingertips with her cellphone she reflected. Until it was useless, she had not realized how dependent she had become of it.

She was listening to the radio and the news was only about the disappearances. Some countries had higher losses than others, but every country had loss every child under the age of nine. Isabelle's hand shook as she recalled that her twin daughters had just turned ten last month.

When her phone rang, she jumped in surprise. She quickly slid the bar across the screen to answer it.

"Mom," said the panicked voice of her son Nathaniel, "Dad and the girls are missing!"

"Nate what are you talking about?" Isabelle asked her son. She could feel her stomach twisting in knots and was beginning to panic.

"I woke up late for school and went to go see why Dad never woke me up. When I went into your bedroom he wasn't there, and his car is still here. I checked Hope and Faith's room, but they were not there." He explained." Mom I have looked everywhere, and they are not here! I turned the T.V. on and, Mom, people are missing all over the world!"

By then Isabelle could hear her son's choking sobs as he explained what had happened

"Nate," Isabelle said her voice coming out as a hoarse croak," Everything is going to be ok. I am driving home right now. We will figure out everything once I get there.

"But, Mom, I already know what happened to them." Nathaniel told her.

"What do you mean?"

"Dad has been trying to tell me about it and I just did not listen to him." He told his mother. "It is the Rapture. God has taken His church and left all the unbelievers here. Mom, we have been left behind!"