She stood atop of a cliff remarking to herself about how huge the drop was. After a minute she regained her conviction. This was the day she wanted to die. After all, Santana could not bare to go on without Brittany. With tears flooding from her eyes Santana walked closer to the edge of the cliff.. One more step and it would all be over and she would see her love again.
It was the evening after the crash and it was beginning to get dark. Some of the survivors had made huts out of washed up scraps from the Plane and other materials that couldn't find a better use. One of these survivors was Kitty Wilde who stood back from her apparent master piece and began to admire it.
Ryder walked over to the makeshift hut nodding his head. '' It... looks sturdy?'' he said to Kitty. '' Maybe a bit too sharp?'' Ryder said pointing out a sharp chunk of metal hanging from the roof of the hut.
''Well... What have you been doing for the past two hours?'' Kitty fumed, not really caring about the answer.
Ryder walked closer to Kitty and wrapped his arms around Kittys waist and then whispered ''I was fishing'' gesturing his head towards the main campfire where quite a few fish were being cooked.
''I didnt know you fished? And why did you go we have some supplies here!'' Kitty said looking up towards the Tall athlete with a questioning stare.
''Well.. the supplies wont last forever will they? Its better to live off the land for now and only use supplies when we need to.'' Ryder said suddenly becoming deep in thought. He looked towards a defeated Blaine who sat by the Campfire and said to Kitty '' And the search party didnt find anything.. the others must be really deep in the forest.''
Kurt fell to the ground exhausted. He just finished burying his friend Mike. He buried a few of his friends today and a few people whom he didn't recognise. There were still so many bodies.
Both Kurt and Quinn spent the day clearing out the Wrecked Carriage of the Plane. Quinn figured it would be wise to clean it out so they could use it to sleep in and protect themselves from the elements until they figured out a plan.
Kurt walked over to an aisle seat right beside Quinn and sat down in it and then she rested her head on his shoulder. Kurt was going to speak to break the silence but Quinn beat him to it.
''It must be hard for you Kurt'' Quinn said with a quiet voice. '' You just have to believe that Blaine is still out there and... that hes safe.'' The former Cheerio closed her eyes and then cuddled into Kurt slowly falling asleep.
Kurt also began to feel sleepy, the rhythm of Quinns breathing was to blame. He thought it was funny that before this Crash he and Quinn hardly ever spoke and now all they have is each other.
***
Back on the Beach camp, the mood of the survivors had lifted quite a bit ever since Ryder caught all the fish. Everyone was still shocked because they didnt know how he did it. Sam especially couldn't wrap his head around it. But those questions quickly faded when he returned to thinking about his search mission. He thought it was a failure. Sure they found a reliable source of water from a lake not too deep into the forest but Sam felt like he failed his best Friend and to him nothing could fix that failure.
Away from the main group of survivors Santana sat alone by a smaller fire. She was watching the others wondering if they all thought the wrong person died. Wondering if they all would have rathered Brittany survived. Who was she kidding? Even though nobody would say it thats what they were all thinking.
Her attention was taken away from the group when she noticed a lone Danny strolling across the beach towards her. He seemed to have more of a spring in his step than usual.
''You seem to be in a much better mood than this morning.. I mean.. you're not just staring at the ground anymore.'' Danny smiled as he sat down beside Santana.
Santana looked at him revealing the smallest smile. ''Nothing gets done that way.. I'm sick of feeling sorry for myself... and we have to focus on our own survival now.'' Santana said while looking towards the graves of all their friends.
''Thats not all though, is it?'' Danny spoke with a worried tone in his voice. '' Theres something else going on. Isn't there?''
Santana gave a fake laugh and said ''You'd have been a better detective than a doctor''
''Well I'm not a doctor yet. So theres still time.'' he quickly replied. ''But really.. whats going on?''
Santana looked at the young medical student and she just couldn't figure out why she trusted him. She felt less on edge around him and then suddenly she spoke without thinking. '' Everyone here is treating me like a china doll. Like I'm totally fragile..''
''Well this isn't my normal medical advice but.. maybe talking will help? Also this too of course.'' Danny said to her confidently as he revealed from under his shirt a bottle of Bourbon.
Santana gave away a small genuine smile before swiping the bottle from Dannys hands and taking a giant gulp from the bourbon.
Authors note!
Sooo another week comes another chapter of the crash! Well... Half a chapter... while writing this one it started to get abit too long. So, its going to be a two part chapter! I hope you're all enjoying it so far.. nothings really happened but I'm really enjoying focusing on the relationships and I really cant wait to show more of what happens!
Also a small death confirmation that you may have missed (Literally one small sentence). How do you feel now that the character wont show up in the series? Happy? Sad? Don't care?