Unforeseen

"That's really cool," Carlos shouted for the fifteenth time and ran back and forth. "We're flying in a private jet. It's so cool."

"Carlos," Gustavo's loud and annoyed voice sounded out of the loudspeaker. "Sit down or it was the first and last time that you flew in a jet."

Carlos paused and his friends laughed.

Griffin had actually chartered the guys for their next concert a private jet and it was obvious, of course, that the guys were totally enthusiastic about it. Only Gustavo had refused, because he knew that his dogs could destroy everything that was expensive. Especially Carlos. But somehow Kelly had been able to persuade him and that was not even the best. Not only Kendall's mom and Katie were allowed, but also the girlfriends of the guys.

Now Alexa pulled Carlos back to his place. She didn't try to laugh, but didn't quite manage it. Kendall and Jo sat behind the two and listened to music together. On the other side, James and Lucy sat behind Mrs. Knight and Katie. James watched magazines, while Lucy wrote on one of her new songs. And a few rows behind the two sat Logan and Camille.

The two hadn't talked to each other since the start. It didn't come from the fact that they had quarreled, but because they were both tired and had slept so far.

But now Logan had woken up because of Gustavo's screams and the laughter of his friends. He stretched himself carefully and looked out the window. It didn't look as if they were going to land soon. He turned to the front and noticed that Mrs. Knight had gone to see him. "Ah, you're finally awake. Slept well?"

Logan nodded and yawned. "How long have we been flying?"

"About two and a half hours."

"And how long does it take us to land?"

"One or two hours."

He nodded and leaned back comfortably against his seat. Then he looked at Camille. She was still asleep. He smiled as he watched her. It was no wonder that they were so tired. The date they had had the previous evening was a bit longer and Logan had almost forgotten that they had to get up early the next morning. 'But it was wort it,' he thought, closing his eyes.

He doze a few minutes, until he heard her voice, "Hey Logan, are you awake?"

He opened his eyes and turned his head. Camille looked at him smiling, but slightly sleepy.

"Yep," he said, pulling her into his lap. "And finally you too."

"Hey," she said, beating him slightly against his arm. "That's not my fault. After all, yesterday was your idea."

Logan looked at Camille, disappointed, and said lightly, only that she could hear it, "It doesn't sound like you liked it."

Her eyes grew big. "Yes, of course I liked it. I can't love you enough for that. But you know I'm not so up to date when I've just woken up," she said just as lightly, apologizing. To her astonishment, he suddenly laughed. "Tricked," he said, and kissed her. Camille laughed. "You're nasty."

"I've got it all from you."

She shook her head and leaned against him. After a moment she said softly, "When shall we tell the others?"

Logan thought. "After the concert."

She nodded. Camille was very happy to tell her friends about the news. She snuggled back to Logan and he put his arms around her.

They couldn't say whether they were asleep again or not, but suddenly they heard a loud rumbling and saw a flash of lightning. Frightened, Camille straightend up and clung firmly to Logan. He looked out of the window and froze. They had flown in the middle of a heavy storm. He looked around anxiously. All others saw either just as frightened out of the window or looking around for help. Logan tried to keep calm. This sometimes happened on flights. He just wanted to share this with Camille to calm her, when they saw another flash and then suddenly heard a loud bang. Now he panicked too. Jo, Camille, Alexa and Carlos started screaming. The others were in shock. Logan looked at Camille and noticed that she was crying. Again a loud bang. And he could feel something flowing running over his face. At first he thought it was blood, but then he realized: It was tears. He cried. And he knew exactly why.

"No."

Logan heard Kendall scream and looked at him. Kendall was also crying. For a moment, they looked at each other and in his eyes Logan could see that Kendall had now also realized what was going to happen. He heard a sobbing and turned to the other side. Camille looked at him anxiously. "Logan, I will not die."

He shook his head and held her tightly in the arm. "Don't worry. That will not happen. We will make it. Everything will be fine. I love you."

Now he was crying and holding her even harder. He heard her reply only muted: "I love you too. Forever."

And then it happened: a big flash, a deafening loud bang, an explosion, a bright light and then everything was black...

Logan heard voices. Many voices. The voices talked and laughed. And there was especially a voice that was very familiar to him, "Logan, come on. Wake up. You slept long enough."

Logan groaned and turned away. The voice continued to speak, and this time he also felt how he was shaken lightly, "Logan, I mean it really seriously. Wake up."

Annoyed, he opened his eyes... And saw Camille before him.

"Well finally. Man, you're even more tired than I am. But you reproach me because I've slept for a long time."

"What?," Logan shouted and sat up quickly. He looked at Camille, confused. "But the explosion, the thunderstorm, the..." He fell silent and looked around. Kendall, Lucy, Katie and Jo played cards and James and Carlos were talking about the upcoming concert.

"Where is Mrs. Knight?"

"Front with Gustavo and Kelly." Camille looked worried at her fiance. "Are you sure you're okay?"

"Yes I..." A dream. It was all just a dream. A nightmare, but luckily only a dream.

Logan laughed happily and looked out the window. The sky was bright blue, the clouds white, and beneath him, he saw the green landscape fly by. It was pretty much the most beautiful view there could be. He glanced at his fiance, but she still looked a bit confused. "Are you really sure you're okay?"

He pulled her to him and said softly, "Yes. I only had a nightmare. Everything OK. Maybe I'm just a bit nervous."

"Because of the concert or the news to our friends that we are engaged?"

He shrugged his shoulders. "No idea, maybe both. Who knows."

Camille shook her head. "You're really strange at times."

"From who did I have it?," he asked, laughing. She also laughed and they looked together, happy, leaning against each other, out of the window.