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Chapter 6: Survival of the Fittest
Somewhere In Meghan's Bay….
The Water was slowly filling the car pushing them deeper and deeper into the bay. Frank slowly unwrapped his arms from Nancy; she had a huge gash on her forehead, and hadn't come around yet. The driver had gone into a panic mode he didn't know how to swim, Frank looked around and took charge of the situation, and he grabbed the driver and pushed him out the driver's side window, while he grabbed the keys to the trunk and grabbed Nancy and his luggage. He gave the pieces of luggage to the driver helped him hold on and use it like a floatation device. He then took a deep breath and swam back in the car to get Nancy.
As he entered the drivers side window he saw more water had gotten in the car and the was now just a small air pocket in the back window which was getting smaller fast. He went into the back seat and took a deep breath of air, from the pocket picked Nancy up from the seat and kicked out the back window of the car and swam through carrying Nancy to the surface, as the car finally and totally summered beneath the crystal clear blue waters. Frank broke the surface and took a deep gulp of air before rearranging Nancy in Lifeguard carry and started swimming for shore.
"Hey, what about me? You can't leave me here, I can't swim!" Juan shouted angrily.
"Nancy needs medical attention, as soon as I get her to come around I will come get you. You will be safe! Just stay with the luggage!" Frank yelled.
He continued to focus on reaching shore. Once on shore he pulled Nancy up to a relatively safe distance from the bay's small waves, and began CPR.
Somewhere over the South East corner of America…
(Between The Carolinas and Florida….)
Joe had come out of Frank's room a few minutes later and every one loaded up to head to the airport. You could tell Joe had been crying but no one said a word, for no of them knew what it was like to lose a brother.
Once at the airport, they had driven right out on to the field and got right on the jet. Everyone grabbed a seat and buckled in for the long ride.
Silence.
Not a word had been spoken since the left the house, everyone was quietly reflecting on their own thoughts. The pilot remarked to the co-pilot this was the quietest plane he had ever flown, and then he too maintained the silence after take off. It was almost eerie how silent the group was as if the trip was definitely not boding well.