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She was thirsty and hot. No one was answering at home. Their cells were off. She didn't understand! Did they automatically presume that she was dead? What was going on? Did her family have no hope whatsoever?

"Here Missus, have summore water." The scruffy man, whose name turned out to be Miles handed Kirsten a quarter full bottle of Evian.

Kirsten shook her head politely. "Thanks, but that's your water. It's not fair for you to share it with me."

"Nonsense, sounds like you need it more than me by the sound of that raspy voice o' yours," he insisted, swishing the bottle around in front of her.

Finally Kirsten gave in. She had to admit, the water tasted pretty damn good right now. But she was very careful not to drink too much. Who knew how long they'd be out here?

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"I don't get it, what's going on mom? Dad?" Jake asked, tugging on his mother's sleeve as he grew impatient.

Summer took a deep breath. Jake was just anxious as everyone else. There was no need to worry anyone; especially through one or her infamous rage blackouts. "Jake, let me talk to you and CJ in the kitchen, okay?"

Jake and CJ eyed their mother carefully and Cooper pointed to Tyler. "What about him? Can't he know?"

Summer shook her head, knowing that the news would totally freak out her precious boy. He was very sensitive when it came to matters such as this one.

Once the boys had followed Summer into the kitchen, she knelt down on one knee facing both boys who looked at each other in worry. This was usually their mother's method for punishing them. "Boys," she began.

"No! Wait mom, okay it wasn't Jake's fault; I was skateboarding in the house. The whole vase thing was my fault. Please, I'm really sorry, also about the lamp. Please don't get mad!" CJ blurted out, interrupting his mother with a famous Seth Cohen ramble.

The situation would have been quite funny if in fact the Kirsten issue wasn't going on. She stifled back a smile. "What about the vase Cooper James?"

Cooper's eyes widened. "Um… right, no I was kidding," he mumbled, trailing off as he tried to weakly cover up his outburst.

Summer rolled her eyes at him. "As I was saying, this is very serious boys. Your Grandma Kirsten, well, she might have passed on."

There was a moment of silence before CJ spoke up. "Why?" he whispered, fighting back his 'girly' tears (as he called them). "What do you mean might've?"

Summer took her boy's hands, squeezing them tightly. "She was flying home from Japan this morning; the plane crashed and hasn't been located yet. We don't know of any survivors." She said this all quietly, as if she believed that not saying it loudly would mean that it wasn't true.

Jake's eyes welled up with tears. He had loved his grandma, he really did! She would bring them cookies and presents, take them to the beach to surf. She was a young, cool grandma (at the age of 48 of course) and he couldn't believe that she was actually gone.

CJ's tears stopped as he looked at his mother in disgust. "She's alive." He stated as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

Summer just looked pityingly at her son. He wasn't ready to accept it. "It's okay honey, everything will be okay." She went to take him into a hug but CJ pushed her away.

"Your insane mother, she's alive. You have no proof to back that she's dead." And with that the seven year old took up and up the stairs, most likely into his father's old room.

Summer sighed and looked back at Jake. "Are you okay baby?"

He nodded and she smoothed out his hair. "Good, will you get Tyler? I'm not sure how much he'll understand, but we can try." Summer asked, giving a sad smile over to Jake.

"Sure mommy. And don't worry about CJ, he just has to get used to this. I can go and talk to him if you like?"

Summer smiled and kissed Jake on the cheek. He was such a good kid. She and Seth had never had troubles with him. "Thanks Jay."

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"Hey man, what's the matter?" Seth sat down on his old bed next to his son who had his famous angry expression on his face, arms crossed. He seemed like he wanted to be distanced from anyone who would come near him.

CJ gave an extremely fake, sarcastic smile that only Seth Cohen's son could give. "I'm just dandy father! And how are you? Making the guest list for grandma's ceremony?"

God, he was such a little smartass. Seth's eyes darkened and he willed himself not to cry in front of his young son. "Cooper James, you take that back right now. You have no right to speak that way to me."

CJ rolled his dark brown eyes and looked into his father's identical ones. He didn't understand why everyone was giving up so quickly. They had just found out like today! How did they no that no one turned up? Hell his grandma could be trying to call right now but she might have been in some random, distant place where her phone wouldn't work. People could be so blind sometimes.

It was silent for a few minutes before Seth spoke again, this time in a whisper. "I think she's alive too Ceej." And he really did. His mother couldn't be dead! It just wasn't possible. And in some ungodly force he felt in his heart that his mother was alive. In his opinion G-d didn't take people away from the Earth until they had fulfilled their purpose with everything they could. Kirsten was finished yet. She had so much left to do in the world to make it a better place, and for her to be dead made absolutely no sense.

CJ looked at his father and smiled. "So let's find her."

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The sun began to set and Kirsten couldn't help feeling chilly. There was a definite nip in the air, clouds were piling up. Things did not look so good for the thirteen people who had managed to survive the crash. She edged closer to the fire that a young boy, couldn't have been older than her Seth, had made, rubbing her hands together to keep warm.

So far no one had answered back at home. Her battery had just one bar left and was starting to get worried. What was wrong with them? Why weren't they picking up? Then she got a brilliant idea. Why the fuck hadn't she done this before? Why didn't she just call 911? Damn she could be a real idiot at times. She chuckled to herself and dialed. Now they were finally getting out of there.

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"Kids!" Sandy yelled, bounding out of his study with a huge smile on his face.

Everyone rushed into the kitchen where Sandy was gleefully rubbing his hands together. He had a wide grin in his face, almost as if he'd won the lottery.

"Yeah dad, what is it?" Seth asked, praying to G-d for good news.

"Well," Sandy began, his smile getting wider by the second, "Apparently Kirsten got reception on her cell phone and called the police! They've tracked the survivors down! She should be here within a couple hours."

Everyone cheered and hugged. Seth let tears fall down and Summer gave him a huge hug. "I'm sorry for not believing you and CJ," she whispered into his neck, her own tears beginning to fall.

"It's okay," he whispered back, "She's coming home soon."

Hmm… not at all pleased with that. Do you guys want more fluff or more drama? I personally enjoy the fluff, passing through the ages. Maybe we'll skip ahead a bit next. Tell me what you want and I'll do my best to accommodate. I wish I liked this chapter better.

- Rachel