Just to let you know, on the ship, they gave you what ever they were serving and if you didn't like it you had to go after dinner to get it. Just thought that would clear it up a little bit…. On with the story!

Meg's POV

The next clue has to be an ingredient and I know that it is somewhere on this ship. It could be anything! It could be from the lemonade I drank last night to the my left over food! The possibilities are endless!

There were a few possibilities for the code, 'Ice burg right ahead,' could mean. It could be that 'right' meant that they could start their plan. Or maybe that this was the ice burg they were supposed to hit. Again, no hints that narrowed the possibilities down.

But those were the least of my problems! I still had no idea how to get back to the twenty-first century. And unlike the other things I was contemplating, I didn't have any possible solutions.

Deciding that I couldn't come up with any thing good at the moment, I started picking over my lunch. I was truly hungry, but the food on this ship honestly stunk. They gave us fish every day! Fish casserole for one meal, sautéed fish the next, fish kabobs after…. It just went on and on! Any one who knows me knows that I absolutely hate fish. Everyone else in my family eats it, but ewwwwwww! It smells bad and tastes funny….. No matter how many times I try it, I will always hate it.

Dan saw me playing with my food and opened his mouth to speak. I thought he was going to say something like, "Are you okay? You haven't eaten in awhile. You should probably get some food in you."

He just said, "If you're not gonna have it, can I?""Sure. Go ahead." I didn't let the disappointment show in my voice. I said it politely, but by the look on Dan's face, I knew he wasn't fooled.

Dan's POV

I started shoveling my lunch into my mouth. I looked up at Meg and saw her deep in thought. When ever she did this, she would get this cute expression on her face; she would bite down on her cherry red left lip, raise her right eyebrow, and scrunch up her nose. It made her look like a life-sized doll.

She blinked twice and stared down at her food. She swirled her food around with her fork and I immediately felt sorry for her. She must have been starving. She hadn't eaten much in all the meals we had. Breakfast was the only meal that didn't include fish, so that was the only meal she got to eat.

I wanted to say something nice to her, but if I sounded too worried about her, Amy would notice and know something was up between us, proving her case about us almost kissing. So I said, "If you're not gonna have it, can I?"

She looked glumly at me, straightened her posture, and put on a fake smile. "Sure. Go ahead." She said nonchalantly. Her facade could have fooled anyone but me.

Something was up with her. I don't know what, but I will find out. She wasn't herself; something was bugging her and she couldn't figure it out by herself. I didn't think I could make her feel any worse, but somehow, I can always prove myself wrong. The thing about Meg is, she's the smartest person I've ever met, but when it comes to asking other people for help, she just can't do it. I don't know if it was because she thought that if she couldn't figure it out, then no one can or if what she was going to tell us would scare us or some stupid reason like that. But then again, she was probably doing it for a reason…. She's smart like that.

I sighed to myself and started inhaling food into my body.

Ok, not the best chapter ever, but it's just a filler for the next scene. And I figured, better have a chapter than no chapter, so here it is! Please review!