Jing-Mei rooted around in the emergency kit she had carried off the plane. How come there was everything in there but a pair of tweezers desperately required to pull a splinter out of Greg's foot. Her hand brushed against something big and metal in the bottom of the bag. She frowned and pulled the object out, and felt her heart skip as she saw what it was. Tinned meat. She reached into the bottom of the bag and pulled out three more tins, another of meat and two of fruit. A smile spread across her face and was suddenly remembered of how hungry she was.
"Hey guys," she shouted at the others, sitting on the sand and talking. "I found some food." At the mention of food they all sprang up and ran towards her, apart from Pratt who hobbled pathetically. She held up the tins at them and they were quickly snatched away to be investigated.
"It's not much." Said Carter, turning over a tin of fruit to read the back.
"It's better than nothing." Luka replied, stepping over to Jing-Mei and having a look through the bag himself.
"We've got some medical supplies in case we get any injuries." She said, sitting back on her heels.
"What about tweezers?" Asked Pratt testily. Jing-Mei shrugged.
"Here they are," Said Luka, passing them out from the bag without looking up.
"Finally." Pratt muttered. Susan took the tweezers.
"Oh you're such a baby, sit down." She pushed Pratt to the floor and sat down in front of him, pulling his foot into his lap. "Is that it?" She asked, seeing the tiny splinter.
"Just pull it out will you."
"Perfect." Luka said, withdrawing his hand from the bag, a small safety pin in his hand.
"Perfect?" John asked. Luka held up the pin.
"We have a fishing hook."
"You guys seriously think you can catch a fish?" Abby asked, crossing her arms in front of her chest.
"Of course we can." Said Carter, pulling himself up to his full height. "You just wait, you'll have haddock for dinner."
"Uh huh, so John, what are you gonna attach the hook to, or are you gonna just hold it in the water and hope for the best?" Carter looked blank for a moment and threw a glance at Luka who reached into his pocket and pulled out a small reel of cotton.
"Where the hell did you get that from?"
"It was in my bag, I bought it at the hotel when a button came off my shirt. If we go to the peninsula, the water is deeper than on the shore, we'll have a better chance of catching something."
"It's never gonna work." Abby said.
"We'll see. Anyway, that's for tomorrow, today we're gonna have a look further inland, see what's around."
"Sounds good." Said Susan, pulling Pratt to his feet.
"Me and Jing-Mei can stay here, tidy stuff up a bit, you know." Pratt finished. Susan flashed Abby a glance.
"Okay, but first breakfast." John said holding up a tin. "Meat or fruit?"