Hey guys! So I've been feeling a tad guilty with the late updates so I set aside some extra time today to get more writing done for you all! So that's two chapters in one day…not too shabby! Thanks for all the reviews! Enjoy!!!

Crashing Down

Marie shot up out of bed, her eyes wide with fear. She was trembling and sweating as she looked around her room in panic. Glancing over at the phone next to her bed she scrambled over to it and shakily began to punch in a number.

"Hello?" mumbled a very tired voice on the other end of the line.

"Jake? Jake oh, Jake I just had the worst nightmare…"

"Whoa calm down!" said Jake into the phone, "Take a deep breath and start over. What's going on? Are you okay?"

"Um, I don't know…I mean, yeah I'm fine it's just that I had this dream. And, and I know it sounds crazy but I think the Northwestern's in trouble."

Marie heard Jake sigh, "Okay, well first of all it was a dream. I'm sure everything's fine, but I'm on my way over okay?"

"Okay…okay thanks Jake."

Marie hung up the phone and slowly climbed out of bed. She walked over to her bathroom and splashed some cold water on her face and began to get ready. Regardless of what Jake said about it just being a dream, deep down she had a horrible feeling in the pit of her stomach. Something was dreadfully wrong and she knew it…she could feel it…

NWNWNWNWNWNWNW

Edgar groaned as he slowly sat up. His head throbbed in pain and he glanced around in confusion when he realized that he was sitting on the wall of the galley rather than the floor. After a moment the horrifying realization hit him…the boat was on its side. Terror threatened to overwhelm him as the boat rocked back and forth in the waves. He looked around him, trying to find all of his crew. Jake and Dave had landed side by side across the room from him. They were looking at each other with absolutely terrified expressions and Edgar knew that they were reliving their nightmare all over again. Matt and Norman were cursing loudly from the staterooms as they scrambled out into the hallway, alarm flashing in their eyes as they walked along the wall, tripping and stumbling into the galley.

"Get your survival suits on!" shouted Edgar, gritting his teeth against the pain that throbbed in the back of his head, "Move…now!"

Norman was the first to react. He started pulling out the survival suits and passing them around to the rest of the crew while Edgar ran past him.

"Edgar where the hell are you going?" asked Matt as he pushed past him.

"Sig!" shouted Edgar over his shoulder as he stumbled out into the hallway. As he neared the stairs to the wheelhouse he frowned slightly as he tried to figure out how in the world he was going to make it up into the wheelhouse when the stairs were now on the wall. Grunting he climbed and scrambled his way up until he reached the now-sideways wheelhouse. He glanced up and saw Sig's chair above him. Outside the windows of the wheelhouse the angry waves lapped hungrily at the Northwestern as if it wanted desperately to swallow it whole. Edgar glared at the waves in a moment of absolute fury before he started looking for his brother. He glanced to the side and saw Sig lying on the ground, not moving.

"Sig!" shouted Edgar as he reached out to his brother, "Sig you okay?"

Sig moaned slightly but didn't reply. Edgar cursed as he grabbed his brother and started dragging him out of the wheelhouse, slowly making his way to the galley. A horrible thought entered his mind as he entered the galley, causing him to freeze in terror for a moment. What if this really was it? What if he was going to die out here? And Marie would never know how he felt about her. He felt as if someone had just stabbed him in the heart as he thought of Marie. She was about to lose Jake and Dave now and he wasn't sure if she would be able to make it through this disaster…

NWNWNWNWNWNWNWNWNWNWNWNWNW

Marie paced anxiously as the storm raged outside. The sun was supposed to be rising by now but it was hidden behind the dark storm clouds. The wind howled loudly and Marie reached up to turn up the volume on the TV, desperate to hear anything she could about the crab boats.

"Hey I came as soon as I could," said Jake as he hobbled inside the Elbow Room, "It's nasty out there!"

Jake took off his soaking wet jacket and hung it up next to the door. Marie ran over to him and gave him a big bear hug and sighed in relief.

"I'm so glad you're here!" she cried, "I'm going out of my mind!"

"Oh, Marie it's going to be okay," assured Jake as he and Marie walked back over to the television set, "It was just a dream I wouldn't look too much into it. I mean think about it…we've both been talking about this storm so much I bet you went to bed with that on your mind. That and a midnight snack combines to form a bad dream…it happens."

Marie smiled faintly, "Yeah maybe you're right," she said quietly, "But…I can't explain it. It just feels like something is wrong. I don't know why it just does…they're in trouble I can feel it, Jake."

Jake frowned at that and was about to reply when the television anchor started to talk.

"This just in…a crab fishing boat on the Bering Sea is apparently either in serious trouble or has sunk. The EPIRB went off about an hour ago and the Coast Guard has deployed a chopper to inspect the area. Unfortunately the helicopter won't reach the area for another eight hours…"

Marie whirled around and gave Jake a horrified look.

"Okay, okay calm down," said Jake as his voice shook slightly, "There are a lot of boats out there right now…it could be any of them."

"Ladies and gentlemen the identity of the fishing vessel has been revealed," said the anchorman, looking shocked, "It is indeed the infamous Northwestern."

Marie felt as if her entire world had just come crashing down around her. She had already lost her boyfriend to the Bering Sea…now she was about to lose two more friends…and someone who may have meant more to her than she realized…

*hides in the Northwestern galley* I know…another cliffy….don't hurt me! Lol! Reviews requested and appreciated!!!