I can't believe how busy I've been this break. I've been dragged shopping (Blegh!) pretty much everyday. Here's a chapter I managed to type up in the downtime.
Sorry if I mess up the crash- I've never actually been in one or anything, and I couldn't find much about what one would be like. Especially if the person experiencing it is a vampire.
Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight.
I let out a whimper. This wasn't good.
Edward kissed me on the cheek. "It'll be okay, love." His voice dropped to a no human ear could hear. "Remember, you can't drown, or anything."
I smiled faintly. "I know that- but besides all the possible injuries to the humans, which could let blood, there's another problem. We'll be giving Bob's coven time to catch up."
Emmett overheard. "Don't worry," he said confidently. "We can outsmart and outfight them on land, and the same applies to water."
Alice turned toward us. "Please, Emmett, you're not Jesus. You can't walk, much less fight, on water." She zoned out for a minute, and came back giggling. "But if you insist on trying, it'll be pretty entertaining."
Of course, the whole family was getting into the conversation.
"The blood may be I problem," Carlisle agreed. "But the salty smell of the ocean may help block it out."
Rosalie sighed, using a normal voice, which contrasted with the rapid whispers we'd been talking in. "I hope the salt doesn't ruin the shoes."
An old lady turned over and fixed Rosalie in a death glare. "Young lady, we're about to go down, and you're worrying about shoes?" she said, bristling.
Rosalie gaped, speechless for a moment, and by the time she'd recovered, the old lady was facing forward again.
Jasper didn't look good. "Everyone's anxious, or terrified- it's terrible on me," he moaned quietly.
Edward nodded. "People's minds aren't great to peek into either."
We lapsed into silence. I was working on a small wall around Edward, the rest of the family, and me, just in case.
The stewardess came back on. "We will be experiencing an emergency landing. Please get into positions like the ones flight attendants will be demonstrating."
A flight attendant came by, smiling like she'd just won the lottery, probably trying to reassure us. She showed us how to curl up and brace against the front seats.
We complied- it would look odd if we didn't, and still ended up surviving perfectly well.
"This is pointless," Emmett protested quietly.
A few moments later, we hit the water.
There was a jerk, and I could hear water splashing as we displaced it. There were some ominous creaks from various parts of the plane. My head butted against the seat, leaving a dent.
"Oops," I said. I hoped they never recovered the main body of the plane.
There were more jolts, and then the plane stopped. I only felt a slight swaying of the plane as it was tugged on by waves.
The flight attendants started ushering people out of their seats, to slide down the safety slides into small boats. We were ushered out close to last- we let everyone else go out in front of us.
We leaped down the slide- Emmett looked like he was having the time of his life, and Rosalie was holding tightly onto the bag containing the shoes- and filled the boat. I was relieved to smell no open blood, and I was pretty sure Jasper was feeling the same way.
"What do we do now?" Esme asked.
Jasper glanced around. "We wait until the flight attendants look away. Hopefully they won't miss us."
Yeah, the flight attendants won't miss the flawlessly beautiful family.
"At least the sun's not out," Edward added.
I looked up. "The clouds are clearing, it seems."
As if the sun was waiting for that, beams of sun started to pierce the area. Luckily, we were still in shadow, but it was only a matter of time…
Carlisle glanced around. "Now!"
We all dived off the boat. I was the last one. Right before I split the water, I heard someone yell, "Family Overboard!"
That was the last thing I heard before the cool water cut off the rest of the world.