Jackson Avery sighed as he pushed the on call room door closed behind him, jumping slightly as he heard someone softly crying. He squinted through the darkness, moving quickly across the room to sit next to the fragile red head with tears running down her face. "April" he whispered as he pulled her into his arms, his head resting on top of hers as she grabbed at his dress shirt and tried to regain control

"I was mean about them!" she muttered. "I was mean…I complained because I had to pick up their dry cleaning and their heels…and I was mean…and now, now…Oh, Jackson…their dresses are still hanging in the locker room… should I move them?" She sniffed loudly before softly repeating. "I was mean about them!"

"Shhh April, you weren't mean…you're not capable of being mean…haven't got the mean gene!" He smirked as he heard her soft chuckle. "Look you're tired…I'm tired…it's been a long day! We should try and sleep…you'll see, they'll be found by the search party and back here before the end of the day…so you can yell at them for racing around after their dry cleaning!" Again April rewarded him with another soft chuckle, "You know" he sighed as he stretched out on the coy and pulled April close to him, her head resting on his chest..."this wasn't the way our memorable meal with the Chief was supposed to end!"

"No" she nodded a fraction, "though it certainly was…memorable…and Callie was right…the duck…it was freakin' amazing!"

It was his turn to chuckle as pulled her closer and closed his eyes, hoping to drift off straight away, but the images of Lexie flashed in to his mind, and he felt his heart thump hard in his chest as he tried to control his emotions

[xx}

"Lexie!" Mark muttered as he took a deep shuddering breath

Instantly Yang was at his side, her good hand resting on his chest as she bent over him. "Mark?" she asked gently, her expert fingers checking the improve drain was still in place, her eyes watching the laboured rise and fall of his chest. It was becoming more laboured, his skin was clammy, and Yang sat back on her heels to take a deep breath before as she realised the drain had moved. "Dammit!" she whispered. She glanced across at where Meredith lay sleeping, "the only one with two good hands and you are sleeping Mer!"

"My hands are working" came a soft voice to her side, "let me help!" Arizona gasped as she tried to push herself into a better seating position

Cristina gently pushed her back against the aircraft seat she had been helped into earlier. "It's ok Arizona, you need to keep as still as you can for me ok…that's how you can help, you just …keep still!"

Arizona gave a small smile. "I'm not an idiot Cristina, I know I'm bleeding inside, I think I have a cracked rib or two and that might have nicked something …but we crashed hours ago…wherever the bleed is it's slow…and Marks…he needs help now right?"

"You really are awake this time!" Yang grinned a fraction

"This time?"

"When I did CPR for Mark before, you kinda drifted off on me!"

Arizonas eyes widened before she confessed. "I don't remember you doing that…guess I was out of it!"

"Guess so!"

"Huh…well…the drain, it's moved?"

Yang shifted a fraction before checking again. "Yeah, think the tape wasn't in the right place and the drain…it's come loose"

"Can you lift him back up on my knee?" Robbins asked as she gaged whether she could reach Marks chest from her current position. "If I pull him to, we could do it together"

Yang didn't want Arizona to move let alone drag an unconscious man…but looking at Mark and knowing she had to act now or she could lose him, what choice did she have. "Ok, "she nodded, "Ok…but we make small movements, together, on my count, and only close enough for you to be able to reach and hold things in place whilst I reset and retape"

"Deal" Arizona licked her lips, grimacing to herself at the sharp iron tang taste that filled her mouth. She tried to take two deep breaths, hiding her pain from Cristina as best she could…then with shaking hand she reached for the shoulder of Marks jacket and looked up at Cristina. "Ready?"

Yang looked at her and her eyes narrowed, but she couldn't delay, so instead softly replied. "Ready…one…two…three…..unnnnh!"

Both women grunted as they made their first effort, Robbins gave a soft yelp but bit on her lip to hold back any further indication of the pain flooding her body. "Ok," she gasped…"once more and I should be able to reach him."

"You sure?"

Reaching out her hand she nodded. "Am sure…one more…!"

"Okay then" Yang took a shaky breath and muttered. "Here we go…one….two….three"

[xx]

"Three…three hours the search party has been out there, and you're telling me you haven't found anything!" Richard Webber wasn't used to raising his voice, but it wasn't anger making him lose control, it was fear

"Dr Webber…the area we are searching is vast, it's rocky, there are ravines, deep forested areas…lots f things to hide a plane from us. We did warn Dr Hunt that the search could be a prolonged process…"

"Prolonged?" Webber huffed, "you fly over their flight path…and you look down to see where there is a crash site…debris…broken trees…big clues…what can make it prolonged?"

The man on the other end of the phone sighed. "As I've just said sir, the trees in the forest area we are searching are tall…very tall…if the plane crash landed there then the canopy would be too dense for us to see anything, any signs…and if it landed in a ravine, the rock crops do the same job as the canopy of trees…it's a big task sir…even following their flight path. We just have to be patient…."

"We!" Richard barked, "we have to be patient! Marshall with respect…I have six of my best people on that plane…six people who have friends and family waiting for even a glimmer of news…anything…just, " he sighed as he rubbed the bridge of his nose and muttered, "anything that could give us…hope"

"I understand sir, and I promise you…we have all our people up there…we have three small planes and two choppers…and we will have two more choppers here by tomorrow morning to help cover more ground. We went out at first light…and we will search until the light is gone. There is always hope Dr Webber, it's why we keep going…and the weather has been kind to us…no rain…a clear bright day so visibility is as good as it gets…the temperatures are better than average…"

"During the day" Webber said tonelessly, "but what about at night?"

[xx]

It was nearly dark again as Yang checked Marks pulse and the tape holding the drain place, nodding in resigned satisfaction. "As good as we can do for now!" she told Meredith

Meredith had woken up shortly after daybreak and had helped Cristina reset Robbins splint, the blonde doctor had tried to be brave but had screamed in agony as they tried to manoeuvre her leg before passing out. They had both scavenged through the plane wreckage…finding three full bottles of water, and two more half full ones. They had found Arizonas bag and the chocolate bars the woman always seemed to carry…"Good job she is a sugar fiend!" Yand had chuckled as she also found Arizonas wallet and took out the small picture of Callie and Sofia, placing it into Arizonas hands as soon as they went back to check on her

"She looks pale" Meredith muttered

"We ALL look pale" Yang laughed softly, "not exactly a good look for any of us"

"No" Meredith whispered as she bent forward to stroke Arizonas blonde hair back, frowning as she saw the blood matting her hair. "but she looks really pale Cristina…and…she has blood around her mouth…look…its fresh!" Meredith wiped a small trickle of blood from the corner of Arizonas mouth, her eyes widening in fear

Cristina rested her hand on her arm and nodded. "Yeah Mer, looks like she has some internal damage to…but you know what, she is tough…she's gonna make, we all are…promise you ok?"

Meredith Grey looked blankly back at her before nodding slightly and tucking the quilted jacket tightly around Arizona. "Not all" she said to herself, allowing her glance to turn towards the direction where the tail of their plane had landed, the section of plane that…for now…served as her sisters grave, "no, not all of us" Her head throbbed, her vision blurred, she could feel her eyes closing and could do nothing to stop it, even as she heard Cristina frantically call to her