"Fuck! Hold on!" Jager yelled as the plane spun out of control, the huge hole on the side of it now sucking out everything not secured in place. Unable to put her seatbelt on in time, Meredith fell from her seat and slid towards the opening of the plane.

With her hands cuffed behind her back, Meredith was unable to grab onto anything that she can use to stop herself. She began flailing her legs as she got closer and closer, desperately trying to find any traction.

"Shit. Shit. Shit." Her legs went overboard, and the rest of her would have too if Buck hadn't unstrapped and dove after her.

As if the plane wasn't spinning enough, Jager's attempts to regain control somehow made it worse, the turbulence throwing Meredith completely outside, and now Buck had to hang on for both of them. Both Frost and Zofia moved to help them, Frost making sure Buck doesn't slide out as well while Zofia tried to pull Meredith back in, all while the plane was trying to throw them all out.

Harry got up as well despite how much Jager yelled at him to stay strapped on and rummaged through all their gear. He fished out their rappelling gear and threw it to Zofia.

"Tie the around them!" he yelled "If we can't pull them back in, then at least we can stop them from falling out."

Zofia grabbed one of the ends of the rope and threw the other one to Frost. "Tie that around something. I'll go get them."

"Zofia." Buck grunted to her. "Be careful."

With a nod, Zofia slowly reached outside and wrapped the rope around Meredith's torso. Once she was secured, she went to tie Buck to the plane as well when it violently jerked, throwing her outside.

"Fuck!" Zofia barely managed to grab onto the rope that Frost hadn't finished tethering to the plane yet.

The sudden loss of slack pulled Frost to the ground, her grip on the rope holding both Zofia and Meredith's body weight loosening. She would've lost it altogether, thankfully Harry helped her grab it back and pull it far enough for them to tie it around a beam.

"Hold on Zofia!" Harry yelled.

As Frost went to tie the rope around Buck, Harry reached his hand out as far as he could. "Just a little closer Zofia, come on."

With a grunt, Zofia slowly pulled herself closer, Harry's hand looking miles away from her no matter how much she moved. When she finally felt her fingers brush against his, they heard Jager cuss from the cockpit. The plane appeared to have hit something and it spun around even more.

Frost was the first to lose her footing and she fell down, taking Harry with her. The two of the slid out of the plane and snagged Zofia on the way down.

Jager saw the three of them fall out, but he barely had time to acknowledge it in the midst of him finally losing control of the plane. Not that it mattered though, the ground was closing in so fast that it wouldn't have made a difference anyway.

"Hey Meredith." Zofia called out as she sorted her half of the mountain of paperwork in front of them.

"Hmm?" Meredith responded, poking her head out of the side of said mountain.

"Do you think a relationship can survive from just sex?"

"No." Meredith said flatly. "You two can know each other's body so well that you'd both be done in a few minutes, but if there's no love present, you two might as well be fuck buddies."

"Yeah, I figured as much." Zofia said, too disheartened to remember not to let it show on her voice.

Meredith noticed. "Why do you ask?"

"Just wondering."

Meredith stopped what she was working on. "What's wrong Zofia?" she asked "Is everything alright with you and Jeremiah?"

"Of course it is." Zofia never expected anyone to ask that question this early, but she was thankful that she practiced lying about it with a straight face several times in the mirror anyway.

"Are you sure? That question isn't something you just ask out of the blue."

"It wasn't directed at me Meredith." Zofia said, something Meredith clearly didn't believe.

"Then who were you asking it for?"

"Ela." Zofia said, silently apologizing to her sister. "The only time she and her boyfriend spend time together is when they're in the bedroom."

"Well Ela probably doesn't give a shit about what I think, but those two don't really love each other. Take sex out of a relationship that physical, and it won't last."

"Fair enough." Zofia said, Meredith's words low key getting to her.

"In fact, now that we're on the topic, I don't think people should be in a relationship like that at all." Meredith said. "Think about it, aside from a somewhat decent fuck, what other reason do they have to be together?"

A kid. "Yeah, you're right."

As they continued their work, Zofia wished she hadn't asked that question, since it only served to remind her how meaningless her marriage really was.

The last few minutes were a blur for Zofia. She remembered dangling out of the plane and Harry trying to reach out to her. She vaguely remembered falling out of said plane, then everything went dark. Now she's lying on the ground with Frost slumped over her and cursing her name as she tried to wake her up.

"I swear to god Bosak, I will fucking leave you here if you don't wake up."

"Tina?" Zofia groaned as Frost helped her up.

Thanks to the height at which they fell, her entire body now hurt, but nothing seemed broken, and if the way Frost was acting was anything to go by, the same could be said for her. Now all that's left was-

"Wait, where's Harry?"

"That's what you're going to help me find out." Frost said "He couldn't have gotten far from here."

Now fully awake, Zofia took in her surroundings as they searched for Harry. The lush greens and lack of any overhead buildings made it clear they were in a forest, though as to which one it was, she wasn't sure.

"Where are we, Tina?"

"What makes you think I know?" Frost said, not bothering to look at Zofia as she did. "All I care about is getting back to the others and getting out of here."

"How can you get out of here when you don't even know where here is?"

Frost stopped walking and turned to face Zofia. "Look, I know that as of right now, we're all each other has so I'm trying my best to be nice to you, but I can't if you keep asking dumbass questions like that. I'm sure this is as awkward for you as it is for me so can we please keep the talking to a minimum please?"

"So just say what's important?"

"Just say what's important." Frost repeated.

"Ok then." Zofia said, walking past Frost. "I found Harry."

"What?"

Zofia bent down and picked up a broken pair of glasses from the ground. "Part of him at least."

Frost glared at her. "You think this is funny?"

"Hardly. That man is as blind as a bat, how far do you think he can get without these?" Zofia asked, waving Harry's glasses in front of Frost.

Frost swatted Zofia's hand away. "And what makes you sure it didn't fall off when we crashed?"

"I'm not. But this is better than nothing."

"Not by a lot. We are no closer to finding him than we were before we found this."

"We won't be getting any closer to finding him if you keep acting like that." Zofia said "Why can't you just see this as something to go on instead of being so fucking negative."

"Its not negativity, its being realistic."

"Oh, is that what you're calling it? I thought that same thought but I didn't mention it. I guess you're just rude."

"Oi!" Harry's voice interrupted them.

"Harry?" Zofia asked, looking around to see where the voice could have come from. "Where are you?"

"Up here." Harry said, dangling from a tree. "Far enough from your bickering. Now stop it and get me down from here."

Zofia and Frost both looked and him and knew just what they needed to do.

"Boost me up." The two of them said in unison, the proceeding glare they gave to each other suggesting that maybe they weren't entirely on the same page after all.

"You boost me up there Zofia." Frost said "You like kneeling down anyway, don't you?"

"You don't kneel down at all so why don't you try it?"

"I would, but I wouldn't want to break my back."

"You calling me fat, Tina?" Zofia asked "You better not be calling me fat."

"I never said anything, but if that's how you see yourself, then I won't stop you."

"Never said anything my ass. You knew exactly what you were implying with that you asshole."

"In case you two are forgetting I'm still up here." Harry said, cutting into the argument. "I'd love to wait until you two resolve this, but I'm starting to get lightheaded."

"Put your pride away already, Zofia. We need to get Harry out of there."

"If that's so easy for you to say, then you be the one to climb on."

"Like I said, you're heavier than me." Frost said, jabbing a finger at Zofia. She didn't plan for it to be an insult, since Zofia did tower over her, but that's how it came out anyway. "Now lets get this over with already."

When it looked like Zofia finally gave up, they all heard something snap, followed by a loud thud and now Harry was lying on the ground. Neither Frost nor Zofia said anything as they helped him up and gave him his glasses back.

Harry dusted himself off and put them on. He took a deep breath before yelling at the two women in front of him. Since he never raised his voice at anyone before, this definitely made them jump.

"What the fuck is wrong with you two! Zofia, you're not the type to be insecure enough for those comments to get to you. And Tina, you're not the type to be giving out those kinds of comments. You two were never close but your relationship was never this toxic either. Is there something you're not telling me?"

"Nope. Nothing at all." Zofia automatically responded.

Frost wasn't so quick to answer though. She was going over her head if she should throw Zofia under the bus right then and there, but that meant that Buck would go under with her, something she didn't want to happen.

"Tina, is there something you know about Zofia that I don't?"

Eventually, her friendship with Buck won over her hatred for Zofia. "Nope. I was just pissed and I took it out on Zofia. I'm sorry." That last part was excruciating.

If Harry wasn't fooled by that, he hid it well. Maybe saving it for when they get back to Hereford.

"Fine. Lets go look for the others already."

Zofia and Frost followed Harry, for once their mind in agreement as they though of the same thing. Out of everyone on the plane, why did they have to be stuck with each other, and how the others were doing right now.

"…come on…"

"…arghh…fucking…"

A yell from Buck finally woke Jager up. He sat up with a groan, finally seeing what the fuss was all about. Buck was pinned underneath what looked like a part of the wing. Well whatever it was, neither he nor Meredith could get it off him.

"Hey!" Meredith called out to him. "Help me with this."

At first, Jager was confused as to why she would want to help Buck, but seeing the amount of blood on the ground Buck was lying on made him shove those questions to the back of his mind. He got up and walked over to them.

With his help, the three of them finally got the damned thing off Buck so they could assess the damages. The cut was definitely deep, the blood on the ground enough to tell them that, but none of them knew if it had hit an artery or not. Buck was still conscious though, so that's good.

"Jesus Christ Sebastien, that looks bad."

"It feels even worse. Is there anything in the plane that can stop the bleeding?"

Jager looked at the wreckage. "A first aid kit, but I don't know if its still there." He said. "And even if it is, its just some gauze and disinfectant at best."

"I'll take what I can get." Buck said. "Go look for it please."

"On it. You, apply pressure on him." Jager said to Meredith. "I'll be back as soon as I can."

As the two of them watched as Jager ran to what was left of the plane, Meredith pressed down on Buck's wound, making him groan in pain when she did.

"Shit, sorry." She said "Come on Sebastien, you've been through worse than this right? You've been shot haven't you?"

"And whose fault was that?"

Meredith chuckled. "Technically it was Zofia. Though I'm sure she's more than made up for it." She said, then realized that that was a topic more sore than Buck's leg. "Oh shit, I'm sorry. I shouldn't be talking about her right now."

"So she told you?" Buck asked "Its fine, don't be sorry. I'm the one who broke it off anyway."

"Why though? Aren't you happy with what she tried to do?"

"What she did only made me realize how our relationship shouldn't have started at all." Buck said. "Look, no offense Meredith but I already went through this with Zofia that night, I don't want to go through it again so can we not talk about this anymore?"

"But do you still love her?"

Jager emerged from the plane, saving Buck from answering Meredith's question. "I found it!"

He kneeled down beside them and cracked open the beaten up but otherwise in tact first aid kit. "Hang in there Sebastien, this is going to hurt like a bitch."

Without so much as a warning, Jager poured disinfectant over Buck's open wound. Apologizing as he wrapped the wound in gauze as tight he could. After letting Buck calm down, Jager finally addressed something that was on his mind the moment the plane got hit.

"You seem awfully helpful, don't you?" he asked Meredith.

"And you're complaining?"

"Seeing as how you're the one who caused this, yes I'm complaining."

"Are you stupid?" Meredith asked. "Why would I take down a plane that I'm in?"

"Maybe you were supposed to fall out." Jager said "That was your plan. The plane blew up and you just so happened to not have your seatbelt on."

"And what reason can you think of that would make me want to fall out of the plane?"

"You had someone waiting to catch you. You just didn't expect Sebastien to stop you from falling out."

"Something like that isn't as simple as you put it. There are so many things that could go wrong, do you really think I'd risk my life like that?"

"I don't know. You tell me."

"Marius." Buck called out, interrupting the two of them. "Meredith is a loose end to the white masks. That was supposed to kill her, not to get her back."

"And you're sure about that?"

"That was way too risky for a rescue attempt, even for terrorists." Buck said "If they wanted to get her back, there are more ways of doing it that doesn't risk Meredith being collateral damage."

Jager glared at Meredith. He may not trust her, but he trusted Buck enough to drop the argument. Once the tension died down, Jager and Meredith got along enough to be able to help Buck back to his feet. At first it was awkward, the three of them almost falling down once or twice but it didn't take long for them to get used to it.

"You know, this would be easier if I wasn't handcuffed."

"This would be better if you were quiet."

Buck rolled his eyes. "That's enough, both of you. We need to find a way to get back to the others."

None of them wanted to acknowledge it, but for a loose end as valuable as Meredith, the white masks wouldn't be taking any chances. Tedious or not, they will search the entire jungle just to see if they were really dead or not.