Chapter 7

So is it indeed rescue or something else? We'll definitely touch on that in the next few chapters but with every story comes a beginning or more so a particular "plane crash" in this case………..

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(3 months ago)

"What was taking him so long." she wondered while sneaking a glance behind her seat to hopefully catch a glimpse of him, but all she was rewarded with instead was a frightful shake.

Ladies and gentleman, the pilot has put on the fasten seatbelt signs. Please return to your seats and fasten your seatbelts.

Somehow she didn't feel comforted by the instruction in the slightest but never the less she followed through with it, making sure her seatbelt was secured enough to relieve her childhood fear of flying. However as her gaze travelled to the right, she could see that she wasn't the only one suffering with the same fear.

"It's normal, just take deep breaths and……" the brunette felt the need to offer in a friendly tone but she was forced to stop half way through when they were hit with another jolt of turbulence.

"Right back at ya." the person across from her shot back with a smile.

"I take it your not a very good flyer as well." the person added while checking to see if their seatbelt was secured too.

"What gave it away?" the brunette joked and then erupted into a fit of laughter along with the man.

"My wife keeps reminding me that planes wanna be in the air." the man explained while checking behind him to see if his wife was back from the toilet yet.

"Well, she sounds like a very smart woman." the brunette firmly commented with a smile. One he took note to share with mainly because it was true.

"I'll be sure to tell her that when she comes back……."

"I'm Kevin by the way." the man revealed while holding his hand out for her to shake and it seemed to be a bit of a task for him due to the fact that he was strapped to his seat, but as if sensing his restriction, the brunette temporarily freed herself from her seat and leaned forward to accept his physical friendly gesture, but she was forced to freeze the next minute when the plane experienced it's third and final shake. The end result determining the fate for every survivor of one Flight 815.

She woke with a gasp and then grew rather confused by her present surroundings. Every direction looked the same to her but the faint cries of someone she then heard was thankfully enough to give her something to follow. However as she made the move to sit up, she was suddenly hit with a wave of pain striking her abdomen area, and she couldn't help but contort her face to express the extent of it's effect.

"My baby." was the only thing she then kept on mouthing as the pain unfortunately worsened. Her secr etly knowing what this could have meant but a part of her still hoped that it wasn't, but the deep red liquid she then witnessed surfacing on the material of her trousers was enough to form a firm result for the present condition of her baby.

"Help! Help me!" she heard someone now shouting in the distance and without a second thought she put her emotions to the side and dealt with the task at hand.

(End of Flashback)

Her conversation with the assumed leader of her captors was creepy to say the least but the conditions of his deal was constantly playing on her mind. So much so that she didn't see where she was being escorted to now. Not until she heard her name being called out from the cage directly opposite from where she stood.

"It's seems your escape attempt ruined the foundations of your previous living quarters, so this is gonna have to do for now." Tom briefly explained while roughly escorting her into the vacant cage. The cuffs around her wrists still clasped tight to the point where it caused an itchy rash to form on the surface of her skin, and her physical way of showing this discomfort didn't go unnoticed by Tom, but he chose not to remove them just yet. Not until he was standing on the other side of this cage, and once he was he asked for her to put her hands through the bars.

"They scratched you up pretty bad, didn't they? I'll bring you some anti-septic later." Tom offered with a smile that elicited a look of disgust from the pale and tear streaked brunette, but instead of aiding her disgust with a statement, she chose to bow her head in a shame like stance instead.

Once Tom was long gone she looked up once again and immediately locked eyes with her new cell mate,

Kevin?

His nod and smile of assurance comforting her somewhat but still it didn't the conditions they were forced to live with now. Conditions she knew would be tightened considerably if she refused to agree to the deal she was offered.

"Kate!! You okay?" she found herself being asked and rather than responding with the cold hard truth she just smiled while mouthing a silent word of agreement.

"You?" she then asked feeling more than obligated to do so because she felt that this was all happening because of her, a plan that backfired in more ways than one.

"I'm great., got my very own fish biscuit slot machine and all. Two pushes and a shock away from earning the ultimate treat." the man went onto explain, earning a light hearted chuckle from the brunette.

"Have you seen Charlie?" She asked and frowned when he slowly shook his head from side to side.

"So what's all this talk of an escape attempt?" he then proceeded to ask in an effort to award his assumptions of what he overheard earlier.

"Well there's not much more to say apart from that." she explained a little more harsher than intended, and she was quick to mutter a silent apology for it, but she still couldn't help but feel outraged and extremely defeated as a result of these people demands, particularly the conditions of the deal she was offered merely minutes ago. How heartless did they think she was for crying out loud.

"You hungry?"

"Starved." she truthfully responded while suddenly realising how hungry she actually was. So she anxiously waited and hoped that she was within perfect throwing range for the fish shaped biscuit to be thrown and luckily on the first try she caught it and immediately bit a large chunk of the chalky tasting treat.

The whole time the man across from her just smiled at the scene he was witnessing, while feeling a deep sense of accomplishment at being able to care for her in the way he had tried to so many times before. All he needed was for her to know it and hopefully feel the same way for him in return, but that was certainly easier said than done.

(Flashback - 3 months ago)

All he was seeing now were random images moving swiftly before his eyes. Each one more or less screaming out the name of an assumed loved one. Speaking of loved ones where was Juliet, he wondered while allowing the realisation of his present surroundings to kick in. They had crashed, their plane had crashed and now he was left with nothing but a few cuts and bruises to mark the event of this tragedy.

"JULES!! JULES!!" he kept on calling out hoping with every fibre of his being that he would catch sight of his wife somewhere within this frantic crowd, but all he got in return were the cries of the people running around him, and also the piercing shriek of one of the abandoned engines lying dangerously close to where he was standing at the minute.

"Help!! Please help me!" he suddenly heard a man screaming in anguish due to the fact that his legs were trapped beneath a massive piece of the plane. His first instinct was to continue on with his search for his wife but he relented in the end and acted on his selfless instincts, bending himself down to help this injured man.

Ten minutes into it and he was getting nowhere, so he ran to get some extra help. His efforts awarding him with a considerably good amount of men who were willing to aid in the task at hand, but they were forced to abandon it the next minute when an explosion suddenly erupted. The extent of it's blast firmly determining the fate of the man he and a few other men were trying to help.

Once he came to as a result of being knocked clean off his feet, he resumed with trying his level best to help the man below him, but he could that it was useless cause he was long gone.

"Damnit." he muttered under his breath and before he could take his next breath, he heard a faint and delicate voice calling out for help. A short brunette woman hunched over and grasping the side of her belly, giving him the clear inclination that she was pregnant. So with that he ran with all his might to tend to her. His skills in medicine fairly basic, but he still had faith in himself that he could help her somewhat.

"Whoa, just take it easy……deep breaths." he immediately instructed as soon as he reached her.

"My baby. So….so much blood please. Please help me." she offered in broken words but he grasped the basis of what she meant and he couldn't help but dismiss the fear he felt in response to her words, but he chose not to voice his concern just yet. Instead he chose to acquire more evidence to confirm his assumptions.

"How far along are you?"

"A month…..a month and 10 days." she struggled to offer as the pain excelled to a point where she couldn't feel anything else.

"Listen to me, we're gonna….. you're going to be okay, understand me. But you have to sit absolutely still." he spoke to her while attempting to search for any sign of help to assist him and when he turned up with nothing, he sighed to himself and then reached down to carry the woman before him into his arms. Her resolve to fight him in any way proving useless due to the blood loss, and seeing proof of that confirmed his growing suspicion, and at that very moment he dismissed every plaguing thought other than the ones he felt would pull her though this hard time.

(End of Flashback)

Knock, knock

He felt a surprising amount of relief at hearing the sound but the feeling was unfortunately short lived when he saw who was at his door.

"Hello Jack. Mind if I come in?"

"Do I have a choice?" he shot back at the man he was slowly starting to loathe as a result of being kept in the dark, again and again.

"What is this really all about Jack?" the small creepy man decided to ask, secretly sensing the distinct change in this man ever since the arrival of their newest prisoners.

"Nothing." Jack muttered under his breath while walking further into the interior of his living quarters.

"Is this about her?" he suddenly found himself being asked and he came to an immediate halt in response, eliciting a victorious smile from the man behind him.

"If that's what you're here for then you've wasted a trip so why don't you just……………" Jack hurriedly mouthed off in a hateful tone and manner, but he was abruptly cut off by the man behind him who simply said……….

"What you do with your life is entirely your business Jack, but all I'm saying is that you might wanna think twice about getting involved too much. It might just backfire in your face when you least expect it."

So will Jack take note of Ben's warning and back down, or will he allow his feelings to take complete control from here on? I know that this chapter kind of lacked a bit in the jate department, but it's only a matter of time before it surfaces and when it does, it will come in waves. I can assure you of that. I won't take as long as the show, hehe.

Come next chapter and we'll finally find out what was lurking on the horizon and what it will mean for the survivors.

So what do you think guys? Would you like to see more or have I completely lost the plot now?

P.S. The second flashback was actually Kevin's, or more so his perspective of witnessing the crash. Just wanted to let you guys know that and yes Juliet is his wife. A story that will be discussed and maybe even re surfaced later on, but who knows at this point eh, hehe.