Okay, I screwed up a little bit, the beginning of this is actually apart of chapter one. But I messed up a little, so I hope you like it. Leave lots of reviews!

Sarah found takeoff to be the worst part. Jack let her hold his hand as she closed her eyes tight and held her breath. But after that she barely noticed they were flying. Jack ordered alcohol and Sarah and the woman next to her kept ordering Shirley Temples. Sarah loved hearing the stories the woman next to her had to tell about cowboys and robberies, they were adventurous and amazing. Sarah was so entranced that she accidentally fallen sleep on Jack's shoulder. Which he tired not to find too annoying. She was awoken about an hour later by some loud talking coming from down the ail fallowed by Charlie jumping over a seat and rushing to the bathroom

"Are we there yet?" Sarah woke to a start

"No baby not yet" said the woman beside her. Sarah looked around and rubbed her eyes and noticed she and been slightly cuddling with Jack

"Oh gosh, I'm sorry, I didn't…"

"It's alright, no harm no foul." Jack assured her thinking now that it wasn't SO annoying. All of a sudden the plane shook quite violently

"What's going on?" Sarah asked sounding panicked.

"Nothing, it's alright it's just some turbulence" Jack assured her again. Sarah quickly grabbed for his hand. But it wasn't over, the plane shook again for a second time. Then felt like I had dropped

"Jack!" Sarah shouted, all around people were shouting and looking around. The seatbelt sign came on and Sarah had to hold her breath.

"What's going on?" Asked the woman beside Sarah

"Nothing it's nothing, just bad turbulence." But he was wrong; the plane shook around violently for what seemed to be forever, when the oxygen masks dropped from the ceiling, Sarah didn't notice her eyes were shut too tight. Jack pushed one over his face and then put one over Sarah's which made her open her eyes, She looked around and screamed, Half of the plane was missing and passengers were getting sucked right out of their seats. Sarah closed her eyes again and wished for it to be over, she felt warmth all of a sudden, it was Jack, and he put his arm around Sarah and held her tight to him. But she then couldn't feel him. She felt like she was spiraling into a dark hold, even with her eyes open everything was black; she threw up twice before passing out completely

Chapter two: Crash and Burn

Sarah ran out of the house and looked around, the decorations were all set and the guests were all gathered around a small table. Most of them weren't her friends but friends of her brothers who were nice enough to come celebrate her birthday with her. The banner reading "Happy 17th" was dropping down on one corner and Sarah's brother was up on a chair fixing it.

"Max! Come on! Come have fun, you don't have to do that, I saw it already and just because it's falling over doesn't mean I won't see it!" Sarah smiled up at her brother, who had so often been described as the most handsome man anyone had ever seen, and for good reason. He was reasonably built and had light brown hair that just fell past his nose but always looked like he spent hours getting it ready when he didn't, he had dark blue eyes that looked as deep as the ocean and the perfect 10 smile which could charm anyone, with to the right a perfectly placed dimple that made his face that much cuter.

"I know kid, but …I just want everything to be perfect, I won't be able to do this for you anymore soon" Max climbed down off the chair and gave his sister a big hug and put his arm around her leading her away from the banner "Here I gotta give you something." He took out an old wooden box that had been decorated a with a little bit of something from her every birthday party

"It's time now, really! Oh hurry up Max" Sarah let out with anticipation, this was a ritual for every birthday she ever had. Max always gave her the best birthday party's. When she was younger they never really did the holiday thing but birthdays… well they were very important. "Hurry Up!" she shouted and Max just laughed

"Alright alright already, fine" He smiled and took out a sliver plastic tiara that was covered in plastic beads and jewels of all colors shapes and sizes. It had been the first thing Max had given her after their parents had died to cheer her up. She was only 4 then so it did the job, she wore it all the time to cheer her up, as she got older she wore it less and less and now it's only for her birthday or is something really awful happens. Max placed in on her head and she let out a giggle and wrapped her arms around her brother tight

"I love you so much Max" she whispered to her brother

"I love you too" he kissed her head and spun her around.

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"MAX!" Sarah flung up screaming, she was in a hazed reality, she didn't know what was what. All she could hear was screaming and everything on her felt hot and wet. "MAX!" she screamed out again, but there was no answer, she still couldn't see everything was black. "MAX!" the extended cry ran in her ears for a minute. Were her screams not loud enough? She was about to scream again when her eyes came into focus of what was around her. She was looking down and she saw sand, tinted grey. As she looked up she was horror stricken. Screaming people ran everywhere, a burning heap of metal seemed to be the only thing left of the plane…A crash, they must have crashed. She looked around her trying to see a familiar face but they were all gone, she couldn't see anyone that could help her. She felt utterly alone, she felt dead. Sarah began to cry, and cry and rock back and forward where she sat her right arm flailing slightly. Her medicine where was her medicine, she needed it. But it was no where. "HELP!" she screamed but no one even looked at her. James? Where's James? She looked around frantically and finally got to her feet. Her arm was still going but there was nothing she could do to stop it, she was so confused and didn't know what to do.

"Sarah!" a voice screamed from a distance, but from where? Black smoke was rising from the plane and making it impossible to see anything.

"James?" She called back. She so hoped it was him calling her, but then again if it were Jack she'd even feel a little less distorted. Someone grabbed her leg, she looked down to see literally only half a man, his legs looked to have been ripped off, He grabbed her other leg and pulled hard. He screamed and moaned in pain, trying to speak but only sputtering out blood. Sarah screamed for help, and lucky, help came.

"Leave her alone!" it was James, He picked her up and pulled her out of the wreckage, as he did a explosion went off and knocked the two of them over.

"James" She cried as she looked at him, she would have died if he hadn't made him

"Are you alright? Are you hurt? Did he hurt you?" James asked her a ton of question but the first three where the only ones she could hear properly, her ears kept ringing.

"I- I can't…I can't move" She sobbed out. "And it hurts- hurts to breath"

"Okay, its okay come on I'm going to take you farther up the beach" He picked her up and took her away from the fire and chaos. But she still had no idea what was really going on. The face of the half man was burning into her mind, she couldn't take it. She passed out again in his arms.

Sarah woke up under a tree. Things sounded a little quieter but there were still the sounds of many people sobbing in the distance.

"What's going on?" Sarah said looking over and seeing James looming over her.

"Hell if I know, one second I'm eating my peanuts, the next…" he smirked his charming smirk at her "I was so scared somthin' happened to you" he said truthfully.

"I still can't move." She stated trying to get up.

"Yeah, well your legs aren't broken so it's probably just nerves, but after that you have a right to be a little shaken up." James brushed her hair out of her face.

"James I..." Sarah started but was cut off

"It's gonna have to be Sawyer now Blondie, just to be safe" he said and Sarah nodded in agreement. She knew why, he didn't have to explain a thing.

"So, any idea's of where we are?" Sarah asked

"Uh, a beach is my best guess" Sawyer said in a teasing tone.

"What are we going to do?"

"Well, never take a plane again for one"

"Stop it, I'm serious…I'm scared." She admitted

"I really don't know Blondie, I just…don't"