A/N... Well got this chapter written as well so i'm posting it too. I apoligize for its shortness. You know the drill, please read and review.
Chapter 2: Extreme Danger
"Dag nab it!!" The redneck pilot yelled as he slapped the planes gauges. "What's wrong?" Jeanette asked with a whimper of fear. They had been lost in the blizzard for awhile but he hadn't lost his temper. She hoped he wasn't mad at her for delaying them.
The delay caused by the arguing about whether or not Jeanette should ride cargo and the time it took to load the instruments had taken a lot of time. In that time the blizzard was advancing across Alaska. Radio contact reported the Alvin and the others had made it to a village before being hit by the blizzard. But Jeanette and her pilot were flying over a mountain when the blizzard caught them. There was no place to land.
The blizzard threw huge amounts of wind and snow against the little plane and had reduced visibility to nearly zero. They had gotten lost and saw no where to land. The pilot knew they where close on weight and had only brought 5 extra gallon of fuel than what was needed to get to Fairbanks. Now that decision is catching up with him.
"Weze is runnin' out off fuel is whut, weze is gonna haft tuh put her down right here!" he yelled, losing control over his fear. "What?" Jeanette asked, confused and trembling with fear. "We're gonna land right now!" he yelled in a rare moment of clear speech. Her first thoughts were: "Land now? What does he mean, land now? We can't see a thing." Then the motor sputtered.
There was dead silence in that plane. The pilot rocked the wings to get any remaining fuel into the motor, then went into a shallow dive. Jeanette was now downright terrified. The little plane was being bounced and blown by the wind so much it felt like they had almost no control. All she could see was the snow pelting the windows.
The pilot had a white-knuckled grip on the controls. His jaw was locked in position, and his eyes were boring holes through the windshield.
Suddenly they hit a weak point in the storm. Jeanette could swear she saw huge rocky outcropping just to her right. Suddenly the pilot yelled "Here we go, hold on!" and the little plane dove towards a small lake. As they got close the plane jerked upward, flaring for a landing. The plane nearly threw her of her seat as it smashed onto the ground.
She felt the tail of the plane lift as the plane rolled over. Luggage was flying everywhere. Something smashed her on the head, and her world went black.
A/N... Oh No! They've crashed! Is Jeanette okay? Is the Pilot? Will they get home? Please read and review. See you later.