Not a lot of traffic for this story but I'll update it anyway for those few that have reviewed. Thanks for that! I don't know where I'm going with this or how long it's going to be, but I hope you enjoy this next chapter.
Do not own Criminal Minds :(
Mistakes are mine.
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Alvez slowly opened his eyes and winced at the bright sun shining on his face. The night's event was coming back to him and his body ached. He looked over at his best friend and touched her face making sure she didn't have a fever or was hurt in any way. She had small bruises on her face, but it wasn't anything to worry about.
Penelope opened her eyes but squinted because the sun was very strong at the moment. She looked at Alvez and watched as he took out a water packet from the bag and opened it handing it to her. "Thank you," she barely said. "Are you okay?" she asked. Her voice was rough from the crying and screaming she did the night before. She took a big gulp from the packet and then took a deep breath. She looked around and saw nothing but the ocean and blue sky. "If we weren't stranded in the ocean, I would appreciate the view."
He chuckled but was also rough from the night before. "How do you feel?" he asked because he felt like shit at the moment. He was so uncomfortable in the clothes he wore, and he wanted to take all of it off.
"Exhausted." She whispered moving to a straighter seating position as much as her dress let her.
"Me too."
"My head hurts," she rested her hand on her forehead and winced.
"You have a bruise on the top right side of your forehead, on your left cheek, and your left bottom chin." He said eying her bruises.
"I probably have bruises on the rest of my body as well," she groaned.
"So do I," he sighed.
"What else do we have in the bag?" she asked.
He opened the bag even more and took out 11 more small water packets, none perishable foods, flashlight with fresh batteries, extra batteries, a lighter or waterproof matches, and flares. A can opener, a mess kit (containing pan, plate, cup and utensils), radio (with batteries), pen and paper, pocketknife, rope, and assorted sizes of zip-lock or regular plastic bags. Travel sizes of soap, shampoo, pain reliever, toothbrush and paste, razor, toilet paper and tissues.
Penelope chuckled. "Really shampoo and Conditioner? I love whoever packed this."
"Me too," Alvez smiled. He resumed looking into the bag.
"Do you think we'll get rescued?" she asked with tears in her eyes after a moment of silence.
"I hope so Pen," he said honestly. He unbuttoned a few buttons on his white shirt and rolled his sleeves. "It's so fucking hot." He said as he took his shoes and socks off and rolled his pants up till his knees. "I hate the fucking sun right now."
"Totally," she groaned as she ripped her tights (her shoes had fallen after jumping in the cold dark ocean) and pulled the rest of the tights down from her hips. "At least we are alive." She looked out to the ocean. "Do you think they made it out alive?"
"God I hope so." He sighed and looked around the raft to see if there was anything there they might need. "Penelope look," he said as he pulled a red carp and held it up half across the raft and it became a canopy.
"Oh thank God!" She smiled at the shade it provided for the both of them.
"I'm starving. What do you want to eat?" Alvez asked.
"Hmm. How about a pepperoni pizza with cheese sticks and an ice-cold Coca Cola?" she smirked.
He smirked back and rolled his eyes. "How about dry nonperishable food?"
She knew she didn't have a choice, so she watched as Alvez prepared their food.
"What time do you think it is?" he asked.
She looked up at the sky with her palm against her eyebrows to cover some of the sun from her eyes and shrugged her shoulders. "Well I'm not sure but mom taught me a few tricks. If I have to guess I would say maybe around 2 in the afternoon."
"So, I guess this will be our lunch and dinner." He said apologetically. "We don't know how long we'll be out here, so we have to be careful about how we use this stuff." He said seriously.
"My own personal boy scout," she grinned. "Who would have thought?"
"Ha, ha very funny," he smiled.
Later that day the weather and temperature were a lot cooler and the two of them dozed in and out of sleep.
Penelope took a deep breath and sighed.
Alvez stirred and looked at her. "What's wrong P?"
"I don't know if this helps or not but I'm glad it's you in this raft with me. You're my best friend. I trust you with my life." She whispered the last words.
He smiled at her and hugged her. "Same here Pen. This sucks but I am glad it is you that is here with me."
She smiled and got comfortable already feeling her body drain from exhaustion.
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The next day, Alvez opened his eyes and felt something hit the raft. He turned around and saw two trunks in the water.
"Penny look," he said.
"What?" she asked once she was awake. She looked at the trunks. "Where do you think they came from?"
"It must have come from the cruise. Where else?" he asked.
"Let's use the rope to tie it against the raft." She said as she grabbed the ropes in the bag.
"Good idea," he said and took the rope from her and tied both trunks against the raft.
"Open it maybe its food." She said curiously.
He opened the first trunk and looked through it. "No food Kora. Just a bunch of white fabric." He said taking the fabrics out. "Look a mirror and a hairbrush."
"Oh my God!" She smiled and took them from him and looked at herself through the mirror and gasped in horror. "Why didn't you tell me my hair was a mess?"
"What good would that have done?" he asked teasingly.
"Ugh." She said as she started to brush her hair after cleaning the brush with the seawater. "That's better."
He opened the other trunk and saw more fabric and a few other things they didn't really need. "It's useless stuff."
"Leave it alone. Maybe we'll need it when we least expect it." She said putting the hairbrush and mirror in the trunk again.
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Two days had passed and still no rescue. All they could see was water and the blue sky nothing else. Alvez had helped cut Penelope's dress above her knees so she could be more comfortable and less hot.
"Favorite Musical?" Penelope asked as she took a bite from her food.
He laughed. "You should know that answer."
"I do but maybe it has changed." She teased.
"Rent," he said.
She grinned proudly. "I can't believe after all these years you still have the same favorite musical!"
"And no one but you knows that about me." He smiled and took a bite from his food. "What about yours?"
"Wicked."
He laughed. "Same after all these years."
"Yep!" she smiled and picked up the red bag and looked for the camera. "Smile."
"Pen I look like shit."
"So, do I but there's nothing else to do." She shrugged her shoulders.
He chuckled. "Fine."
She raised an eyebrow shocked and amused. "You know if we weren't in this situation you would have told me to fuck off."
"Definitely. But like you said, we are in this situation so whatever." He took the camera from her and took a picture of her as well.
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Three days later, they felt like they didn't know what else to do.
"Alvez we are going to die here," she sniffled. "We are running out of food and water and my hair is a mess and our friends are probably dead."
"Penny stop. Seriously," Alvez sighed annoyed as he rubbed her back as she sobbed silently.
She sniffled and looked at him, "Why aren't you breaking down? I haven't seen you cry since it happened." She whispered.
He sighed and rolled his eyes. "I'm worried as well Penelope but I'm not you. I react differently jeez." He knew he shouldn't have said what he said and the way he said it but honestly, he was pissed that they were stranded in the ocean and he had no idea how the fuck he was going to get them out of this circumstance.
She looked at him in shocked. It had been years since he had made her feel like shit especially in the situation they were in.
He cursed internally when she moved away from him and softly cried herself to sleep. He sighed once again and closed his eyes praying that they would get off the damn raft as soon as possible.
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Penelope jolted awake from a loud thunderbolt and looked around. It was pouring rain just like the night the cruise ship sank and the waves were crazy. "Luke," she said as she saw him closing the red bag with their survival stuff and then secured the canopy where it was the first time he had found it.
"You okay?" he asked.
She nodded and screamed as another thunder strike roar in the night. "We're gonna die. I don't wanna die."
"Shut the fuck up and stay calm P," he said softly.
She glared at him remembering a couple of hours ago and of course now. She really hated him at the moment and wanted to get as far away from him as possible.
The raft moved up and down as the waves crashed against it. Penelope moved her hair away from her face and tried to focus on the horizon. There was a darker shade and as the raft moved closer, she realized what it was. "Luke there's an island."
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TBC maybe