A.N. WOOOHOOOO! I having so much fun! This story is starting to close. A couple more chappies left. But don't be sad! As soon as I finish this fanfic, I'll write a sequal! 'The Adventers of Sierra and the Great Glass Elevator'. Cool eh? Enjoy!

Disclaimer: How can I possibly own CATCF? I'm not Tim Burtin...am I????

Warning: This chapter will be depressing. There are several deaths. But remember-I AM SIMPLY TYPING DOWN MY IDEAS!!!!!!!! NO OFFENCE IS INTENDED!!!!!!!! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!!!!!!!!!

"Hold on" was all Willy said as the G.G.E. started to shake and rise. It was going faster and faster. Sierra was terrified, what if the elevator DID crash? So many things had changed when she and Chris had entered the movie. What if they really DID die? Charlie grabbed her waist and hung on for dear life.

"It's O.K. Charlie, I'm sure we'll be fine. You've gotta remember who we're with! I'm positive we'll be just fine!" Sierra said confidentally, patting Charlie head. Willy looked delighted and crazly excited.

"Ummm...Mr.Wonka? Arn't we getting close to the roof?" Charlie asked nervously, looking up. Willy giggled.

"Well, here we go, Up and Out!"

"Do you mean-?!"

"Yeah, I do!" Looking up Sierra felt her stomach drop. The roof was supposed to be glass...It was steel!

"Willy-I think we're on the wrong track!" Sierra yelled, pointing to the STEEL roof. Willy's eyes widened cosiderably.

"Uh-oh..." he squeeked as they went hurtling towards it. At that point Sierra, quickly knelt and hugged Charlie fiercely. Looking at Willy she did some quick calculations. If he were to kneel...he would be able to survive if they didn't make it through the roof. Grabbing his arm she pulled him down and hung on tight to him, sheilding both him and Charlie from and potential danger by covering them with her own body. Willy stiffened, Charlie curled into a ball and Sierra prayed to God that they would make it, and that Willy would forgive her. They all heard a crash, and then sunlight poured through the unharmed Glass. Sierra quickly got off of the two as they shot upwards.

"Willy! What goes up, must come down!" Willy blinked, jumped up, and watched the ground as they went hurtling towards it. Willy smiled and preesed a button that said 'hover'. They stopped dead, the G.G.E. hovering over the entrance. Sierra released the breath she had been holding.

"Sierra?" Willy asked, looking nervous, she turned to him.

"Yeah?"

"Thanks...if we had crashed, I probably would have lived, thanks to you." Willy was pretty nervous and embaressed. Sierra smiled and nodded, swaying alittle. She had lost alot of blood (The knife fight with Chris/ the slash on her arm), she had survived a potentailly horrifing accident, and she was tired as hell. She staggered when the elevator turned, Willy, noticing this, held her waist to steady her. Without thinking Sierra leaned slightly back, against him. Willy stiffened at first, but only for a moment, soon he relaxed and drew her slightly closer to him, and wrapped his arms around her waist. Charlie thought that they were a cute couple. They watched the other contestants walk out the gate. They zoomed up higher, until they could see they whole town from a birds-eye view. Looking around she noticed a plum of smoke comming up from around the buckets house area.

"Oh no..." Sierra murmered, turning pale as a sheet.

"No no no no no no no no no..." she whispered staring at the now burning Bucket household.

"Sierra what's- oh no! Dad! Mum!" Charlie yelled as they landed next to the house. Sierra detached herself from Willy and looked around. All the stretchers had sheets over them. There were no survivors. All the Buckets except one were dead. Charlie was the only Bucket left. Tears ran down Sierra's face as Charlie desperatly called for his dead family members.

"Excuse me miss?" Sierra turned to see a cop looking at her sadly.

"Yes?"

"We need to ask you and your kid some questions." Willy looked shocked

"You're Charlie's M-m-...ahh you know?"

"No, I'm not Charie's mom. I'm not even related to him. I'm just a family friend."

"Oh, sorry ma'am." the cop proceeded to ask some questions, all of them Sierra did her best to answer, Charlie helped out alot, though he cried alot. Willy, however, answered the last question.

"Where do you plan on living from here on in?" the woman asked worridly.

"They're comming to live with me in my factory." Willy said helpfully.

"Wha-?"

"Charlie won the grand prize-he's the factory's new heir." Willy told his little story.

The cop smiled.

"I'm glad." and she walked away to take her coffie break. Willy turned to talk to Charlie, they both had their back to her. Suddenly she felt a blade press itself into her back, a hand covered her mouth.

"Time to go, bitch." Chris hissed, dragging her backwards. Sierra thrashed, kicking some snow at Willy. He looked around to protest then stopped once he saw Chis.

"You. You killed Charlie's family, didn't you?!" Willy demanded. Chris laughed.

"You're not as stupid as you seem!" he laughed. Sierra felt the blade cut her back through her coat.

"Too bad you can't save Sierra- she's mine!"

"I belong to only one person Willy." Chris looked triumphant.

"You." Willy looked shocked, the happly surprised.

"Well, Willy-now you own a dead Sierra!!!!" Chris snarled as he drove his blade into Sierra's back.

A.N. Sorry, had to leave on a cliffie. Don't worry, Chris get's what's comming to him!