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Chapter 2-Crashed

As Punk and AJ boarded the plane, both couldn't help but notice how sketchy the plane looked. It was a four prop plane, looked like it hadn't flown in years, and it shook like crazy when it approached the runway. Unfortunately due to the small size of the plane, AJ had to sit next to Punk, the man who couldn't mind his own business inside the airport. This ride was going to be torture.

"So are you ready to tell me how you got that bruise?" Punk asked pressing the issue once again. He couldn't stand seeing women set hurt, it was his downfall and weakness.

"Oh for the love of god will you please leave me alone," AJ groaned. There was no way that she could last the whole flight sitting next to this guy.

"I'll leave you alone only if you tell me what happened to you," Punk pressed again. He wanted to know who had hurt this beautiful angel in front of him.

AJ growled and pulled some of her hair. "Fine it was my stupid boyfriend alright!" she raised her voice at him. "He has been hurting me for years and I finally decided to leave his ass."

As soon as she told him what happened, Punk was filled with rage inside. How dare he put his hands on her, women should be treated with respect and not like trash. "I'm sorry to hear that, I really am. Your boyfriend sounds like a complete dick," he told AJ sincerely.

"Ya well he is and I don't want to talk about it anymore, so please leave me alone," AJ sighed and wrapped her arms around her. Punk wanted to say something else, but decided just to leave it.

Sometime later Punk and AJ as were trying to sleep, the plane kept rattling, the baby with the couple kept crying, and it was freezing inside the plane. "I swear if that kid doesn't shut up, I will jump out of this plane," Punk grumbled. All he wanted to was sleep.

"Stop it, he is only a baby," AJ said sweetly. She loved kids. "How old is he?" she asked the couple.

The baby's mom looked at her and smiled, "Well Charlie here just turned 10 months. Isn't that right Charlie?" The baby looked at his mom and giggled.

AJ was about to respond when suddenly the plane jerked hard. "What the hell was that?" she asked panicking.

"I think we hit a storm, it looks like it's raining hard out there," Punk said looking out the plane of the window.

As they continued to fly, the shaking of the plane got even worse and everyone on the plane started to freak out including Punk. The pilots shouted at everyone to buckle up tightly and that they would be out of the storm shortly. However, just as he said that, the plane was struck by lightning causing one of engines to catch fire.

"Oh my god we're going to die aren't we?" AJ said in pure panic when she saw the smoke coming from the engine.

"Hey don't say that, we're going to be fine," Punk tried to reassure her even though he knew that they were in deep trouble.

He then looked over at the pilots to see them struggling to keep the plane in the air. ''Ground control this is flight 187, come in ground control," one of the pilots called over the radio.

"This is ground control flight 187, we read you loud and clear," they heard back.

"Ground control we are in deep trouble here. We have one engine on fine and we are slowly losing power, please advise."

Things got quite for a second until they heard, "We read you flight 187, can you make it to the nearest airport?"

The co-pilot looked at the pilot fur any signs of confirmation. When he shook his head no, the co-pilot sighed, "Negative ground control."

"Okay then flight 187, can you find anywhere to land?"

"There is a clearing up ahead ground control and we attempting to land now. Okay everyone hang on, due to the nature we are going to make an emergency landing. There is a clearing up ahead, so we should be okay" the pilot called out.

Immediately the flight attendants helped everyone get into a safe position and everyone prayed that they were going to be okay. As they felt the plane start to dip, the couple held their baby's hand and tried to calm him down, the flight attendants were freaking out, and knowing that they had no one else in their lives, Punk took AJ's hand in his and held it tight.

They thought everything was going to be okay until they heard, "Oh shit you're coming in too hot pull up!" and then there was total darkness.

"Hey, hey you wake up. Come on please wake up," Punk heard someone call out to him. He couldn't really make out who it was seeing as his head was killing him and causing his vision to go in and out.

"What... what... what happened?" Punk groaned as he slowly regained consciousness. His whole body felt like it was on fire.

He looked up and saw AJ standing over him. "Oh thank god your alive, I thought everyone was dead," she cried. She had woken up a few minutes earlier and saw the destruction of the plane, "The plane crashed remember, I think we must have hit something, because we were thrown forward and the tail lifted up. Are you okay?"

Punk tried to stand up on his own, but found it somewhat difficult, "Ya I think so, I mean my head, ribs, and knee are killing me, but other than that I think I'm okay. How about you?"

"My ribs hurt real bad to the point where it hurts to breath, my heed hurts and I think my back is bleeding, "AJ told him as she lifted her shirt up a little to show him.

"Ya it looks like you have a pretty good scrap on your back, but I think you are going to be okay. Now you said that everyone else was dead, are you sure?" Punk asked. If they were, he felt really lucky to be alive right now.

AJ looked around in tears, "Well I think they are, nobody is making any noise or moving. Oh my god the baby!" AJ said in fear and stumbled over to where the now dead couple lay. That baby was so innocent and precious that he didn't deserve all this.

Punk felt the same way and feared that the baby was the youngest casualty. "Is... is... is he alive?" he nervously said as he watched AJ move the couple's lifeless bodies from were the baby was.

"I...I... I can't believe it," AJ stuttered as she looked down at the seat in front of her. This was so unreal.

"What, what is it?" Punk began to panic. He began to fear the worse for the young child.

AJ bent down and scooped the young child's body up into her arms, "He's...he's... he's fine, he's perfectly fine." She turned around to reveal the smiling up at her in her arms.

Stumbling over to them, Punk looked down at the baby and smiled, "Wow, he barely has a scratch on him." This baby was definitely one lucky guy.

"So what do we do now guy? Do we just sit here and wait for rescue or what?" AJ asked him. She was still scared that they weren't going to survive this ordeal.

"Well the first thing we need to do is get the hell out of this plane. It could be leaking fuel for all we know. Secondly, once we find a safe place for you and Charlie I think his name was, I will come back here and see what supplies I can find," he told her and walked her and the baby toward the opening of the plane. "By the way, my name is Phil, not guy."

"Well it's nice to meet you Phil, my name is AJ," she smiled at him. Maybe he wasn't such a bad guy after all, but only time would tell.

Well I think that put a damper on their plans to get away from their problems because it looks like they are in an even bigger mess now. Also I feel so bad for baby Charlie because all he has left is AJ and Punk. I hope that all three of them can make it and rescue comes for them.

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