Chapter 3 Rolling Around

It's been a few minutes since the boys noticed Danny being sick and all of their food to be left in the car. Scott has started to search for a cell phone to call for help, while Jackson is getting ready to head to the car.

'Guys, I can't find any of our cell phones. I thought we brought them with us?'

'They're probably in the car somewhere. I'll see if I can find them.' Jackson adds, strapping up his bag.

'I still don't think it's a good idea for you to go back alone.' Stiles tells him. 'What if something happens?'

'Nothing is going to happen, Stiles. We're alone out here and I can take care of myself.'

'Right.' Stiles answers back.

'You know what? Stiles is right. Maybe you shouldn't go alone. I'll come with you. Between the two of us we can carry more stuff anyway.' Scott suggests.

'If you want to.' Jackson adds as he starts to walk with the map in hand. Scott sighs, but follows him.

'Stiles, we'll hopefully be back in an hour. Try not to get into trouble and take care of Danny.' Stiles looks annoyed at the remark, but nods.

When the two are gone, he grabs a sleeping bag and puts it down with a pillow. He then helps Danny into it.

'No, I don't need to lie down. I'm fine.'

'You're not fine, Danny. Just lie down. I'll get started on putting up the tents.' Danny reluctantly lies down in the sleeping bag.

'By yourself? Maybe you should wait for Scott and Jacksonto come back.'

'I can do it, Danny. I can actually do things myself!' Stiles tells him.

'That's not what I meant…' Danny starts, but Stiles has turned his back towards him and is unpacking the tents, ignoring him.

An hour later…

'I thought you said to take a left turn here.' Scott complains.

'Yeah, that's what the map says.'

'Jackson, it's been forever. We haven't found the car, we haven't even found a way out of these woods yet. Give me the map.' He tries to take the map, from Jackson, who pulls away.

'No, I can read it.' Scott sighs.

'Jackson, give me the map.'

'No!'

'Give me the stupid map!' Scott takes one end of the map. They start a tugging war and soon the inevitable happens, the map rips in half.

'Now look what you did!' Jackson accuses.

'Me? If you had just given me the map in the first place, none of this would have happened!' Scott shouts back.

'Oh, so now this is my fault? Maybe if you had been a good leader, we wouldn't be out here at all.'

'What is that supposed to mean?'

'It means you haven't been leading this group like you should have. Derek keeps giving you the responsibility and you suck at it!' Jackson pushes Scott, who gasps.

'Oh, that's it!' He jumps on Jackson and they wrestle to the ground. Suddenly they are moving on their own. They didn't notice the hill they were standing on and are now rolling down painfully as they graze rocks and bump into fallen trees.

Scott then notices they are heading straight for a river. He grabs hold of a fallen tree and comes to a sudden stop.

'Jackson, watch out!' Jackson is still rolling fast, before hitting his head painfully on a large rock. Dazed, he doesn't see where he is going and can't stop, resulting in him falling into the river.

The current is very strong, pulling Jackson with it. Not to mention the bag he is wearing is weighing him down heavily, making it difficult to keep his head above the water.

'Scott, help!' He asks, before disappearing under water. Scott's eyes are wide as he sees his friend moving through the water fast. He jumps up and sees one tree with a branch hanging over the water. He quickly gets on it and waits for Jackson to move towards him. He reaches down as low as he can, holding out his hand.

'Jackson! Grab my hand!' Jackson looks up and tries to reach, but then a wave of water makes him go underwater again.

Scott tries to go lower, suddenly hearing creaking below him. He ignores it and reaches for Jackson again.

'Jackson, grab my…' He starts, before the branch he is on breaks. He screams as he too falls into the water. The heavy current drags him along as he comes up for air.

'Jackson! Try to grab something!' He looks around, searching for Jackson. He sees him right in front of him, going down again.

'Jackson, lose the bag!' Jacksons faintly hears him and tries to get rid of the bag. As it finally loosens, Jackson feels a lot lighter. But as the bag goes down, his foot is caught in one of the straps, dragging him down to the bottom.

Scott is scared when he sees his friend go underwater and not come up.

Jackson fights the strap underwater. As he finally gets his foot out and almost reaches the top, a branch falls into the water, landing on his head. He loses consciousness, floating freely in the water.

'Jackson!' Scott screams for his friend as he sees him coming up, out cold. 'Someone help! Help us!'

Meanwhile back at the campsite…

Danny watches with interest as Stiles sets up the two tents with ease. His eyes are scrunched in concentration. He swears as one of the poles falls down again.

'Let me help you.' Danny offers and starts to get up.

'No! I can do this. Just stay down there and get better.' Stiles warns him in a stern voice. Danny is confused at his tone of voice, but listens quickly as a dizzy spell washes over him.

Suddenly he hears a faint cry in the distance.

'What was that?'

'What was what?' Stiles asks him. Another cry.

'That.' Danny mentions.

They listen and faintly hear someone crying out for help. Then their eyes widen.

'Scott!' Danny tries to get up again.

'No, Danny. I'm going.'

'Stiles, if they're in trouble..' Stiles walks up to him.

'Stay here, Danny!' He says it in such a hard voice, that Danny immediately lies back down. Stiles makes a run for it, trying to listen where the sounds came from.

After running through the woods a while, tripping over some branches, Stiles reaches the sounds of a raging river. The cries are louder. He runs faster and then finally reaches the river.

He searches the water, suddenly seeing Scott, who is trying to hold an unconscious Jackson above the water.

'Scott, hold on!' He tries to find anything to hold onto and reach out for them. He panics as he can't find anything. He does the only thing he can do and prepares to jump into the water.

'Stiles, no!' Scott shouts as he sees Stiles jumping in. There goes their final chance at being saved.

Stiles tries to swim against the current, using his skills as a certified rescue diver. He looks around and sees some branches, which are armed around a thick tree next to the water. He makes a swim towards it. He is almost there when the waves crash him into the rocks on the side. He screams out in pain, as he painfully hits the sharp edges with his back, heading his head with a thud. He shakes his head to clear his vision and tries to reach the vines.

Scott's arms are getting tired. The weight of Jackson is pulling him underwater. He tries to look for Stiles, but panics, as he can't find him. Jacksonpulls him under again. He swallows a mouthful of water and coughs as comes above again. But his body is slowly shutting down on him. He tries hard to fight it, but his vision starts to darken. Right before he loses consciousness he becomes aware of losing the weight holding him down and then two arms grabbing him before he can reach the bottom.

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