Ashley didn't know what happened.

How time seemed to have played a trick on her and fast forwarded.

One minute she was sitting comfortably in her seat, waiting excitedly to see the gorgeous blonde that had fascinated her earlier and now she was up to her neck in salty, cool water.

She was so confused, so dazed she almost forgot to keep her head above water but the first mouthful of seawater seemed to reawaken her senses and she started to tread water, looking around her surroundings, terrified by the calmness of the scene.

Their plane had just crashed.

Everything she had ever imagined a crash would be like?

This was nothing like it.

There was no fire, no carnage, no screaming.

The sea went on as if nothing had happened, the only proof of it happening was three suitcases floating nearby, a piece of what looked like engine, slowly sinking below the surface, leaving just a wisp of smoke in it's wake.

"Mike!?" Ashley seemed to find her voice as she suddenly thought of the people onboard with her. How could she not think of them right away?

Actually…she wasn't really thinking. Not really. Her mind was on autopilot. She had no clue what to do.

It was then she heard the coughing and spluttering and she looked to her left and immediately began swimming over to a pair of flailing arms that were desperately trying to keep their owner afloat. Ashley banded an arm around whoever it was and pulled them up, supporting their head as they got much needed gasps of air. It was then that Ashley realised who she was holding.

Spencer.

The blonde cabin girl. It took a good few minutes before Spencer seemed capable of staying up on her own and when Ashley finally let her go she immediately grabbed a hold of two of the suitcases that were bobbing along merrily on top of the water, completely at odds with what had just happened.

"What…oh my god...I can't believe…oh my god."

"You have to calm down." Ashley said calmly even though inside she was anything but calm.
"Oh god." Spencer continued to murmur, not seeing the suitcase Ashley was pushing towards her until it was in her face. She blinked at it slowly as if not knowing what it was.

"Use it to float…we have to get to land." Ashley said urgently.

"Land…where?" Spencer cried out in disbelief.

Ashley simply raised her hand and pointed behind Spencer who turned around, surprised to see a beach lined with trees no more than half a mile away. The instinct to get to safety overtook everything else and both girls began swimming towards the beach, clinging to the suitcases like a lifeline.

It took barely ten minutes for them to get there and when they did they both collapsed face first into the sand, gasping for breath. The only sounds were their heavy breathing and the pounding hearts that had yet to calm down. Even the sound of the waves lapping at the sand seemed dimmed compared to the sounds their panicked bodies were making.

It seemed that reality really kicked in then and Spencer began sobbing, her entire body shaking with the emotion that was overtaking her. Before she could fully break down she felt two strong but shaking arms wrap around her and she buried herself in the comfort being offered to her, vaguely aware of the fact that the girl holding her was also lightly crying.

When her tears had finally stopped she pulled away, her eyes involuntarily drawn to the ocean that simply seemed to have swallowed the plane whole. It looked picturesque.

Perfect.

Not the place where a disaster had just happened.

"No one else got out."

Spencer didn't even recognise her own voice as she numbly spoke the words that she couldn't believe.

"I can't even remember…I mean…what the hell happened?" Ashley asked in complete disbelief.

"I heard the engine go. I can't believe this happened…this isn't real…it can't be."

Ashley saw and heard Spencer getting more frantic and she wanted to calm her but how could she? What could she possibly say?

The blonde started sobbing again but it only lasted a few minutes. Her shaking seemed to suddenly stop and she jumped to her feet looking around as if searching for something.

"What are you looking for?" Ashley asked cautiously.

"We need to get help…" She said in a quiet voice, her eyes darting amongst the trees.

"We need to figure out where we are." Ashley sighed, standing up and brushing off the sand from her soaking wet jeans. She looked up from her jeans and her eyes bulged out when she saw the blonde had already left, running a few feet away from her and moving further away along the beach.

"Hey! Wait! Stop!" Ashley yelled before taking off after her. They shouldn't split up like this. God knows where they were! Ashley continued to call as she ran after her but after a half a mile she gave up. The sharp pain in her chest told her she had run her limit and she slowed to a stop panting. It was times like this that she wished she didn't smoke. She may have one hell of a body but she didn't do anything to deserve it. That's all she did was eat like a pig, smoke and drink so there was no way she was catching up with the obviously athletic Spencer.

She couldn't see Spencer anywhere now, she had disappeared into the distance and so with a heavy sigh she turned around and walked back to the two suitcases that were resting in the sand, completely foreign objects compared to their surroundings.

Before she sat down she looked out to the ocean and saw bits of debris bobbing amongst the waves and as if on autopilot she walked towards it, pulling out another suitcase, a wooden crate that she had no idea what was inside and sheets of metal and rubber. She had no idea why. She just felt compelled to do it.

After collecting everything and piling it together she collapsed back onto the sand. The numbness of disbelief once again washing over her as she thought of Mike. The security guard who had only been with her for two weeks but who she was really fond of. The Mike that was now underneath those waves.

An hour and thirty seven minutes.

Ashley had counted every minute that Spencer had been gone and she was starting to get freaked out. Before she could fly into a blind panic however she saw her. Trudging towards her, from the opposite way she had disappeared. She looked so forlorn, so beaten Ashley couldn't even speak at first. Not even after the blonde had dropped, limply down next to her. She just stayed silent.

"There's no one."

Spencer's raspy voice finally broke the silence and Ashley just blinked at her.

"What do you mean?" The brunette asked worriedly.

"We're on an island…I just walked right the way round…"

The words were enough to make Ashley's stomach drop. An island? Oh fuck.

"You're joking. There's no way."

"Why would I joke about this…it's a fucking island a small one to. It only took me just over an hour to walk around the fucking thing!"

The swearing seemed off on this girl. The blonde looked too innocent…too delicate for such language but Ashley could see that she wasn't acting herself.

"We'll wait for rescue then. Someone's bound to come and save us." Ashley said calmly. She could see Spencer was afraid, panicked and looking defeated so she knew she had to be the calm, optimistic one.

"Yeah…wait…."

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cyberauthor: oh yikes and if they do crash spencer is still sick...i hope everyone is okay or they can stablize the plane Keep reading and all will be revealed:p

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