IMPORTANT A/N: What? Four years you say? I've been asleep that long? haha, seriously. I just stumbled across these old files the other day and read over them , and realized hey! I wanted to know what happened next. (And also what a jerk I was for not finishing the story). So I sat down and tried to channel my fourteen year old self, with some success (I hope) and wrote. I'm a little out of practice, my style is quite different now, but hopefully still entertaining. I don't even remember how old the characters were (17, 18?) but I do still love them. They were all so strongly portrayed. Anywho, here it is. A shorter something to see if anyone's still interested. I've got the next (longer) part written so that will be up soon. Scout's honor. :) Picks up right where it left off...

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There was none.

Tyler swallowed hard against the nausea that twisted in his stomach and held Anna closer. He couldn't tell this little girl that her mother was beyond help.

"Was there anyone else on the plane with you Anna?" He asked, knowing he couldn't walk away with her if someone was looking for them. She shook her head, rubbing at her eyes and hiccupping.

"Is mommy okay?" He stared at her, wondering how he could possibly answer her question.

"She's okay. She's just sleeping," he smiled past the lie. "You're going to hang out with me for awhile, okay? My name's Tyler."

"Hi Tyler." She had calmed down now and pressed her face into his neck. He stood up with her, unsteady on his feet, trying to decide what to do when a voice cut through the chaos.

"Tyler!"

It was Val.

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"Are you doing okay, Jamie?"

It was the fourth time in half as many minutes that she had asked.

"I think so." She'd already checked him over for other injuries and was now taking his pulse.

"We need to find Caitie." He could easily imagine the determination on her face, even though he couldn't turn to see her.

"Hang on a minute. I'll get up and go find her."

It was what he truly wanted to do. He cursed his stupid luck of being trapped here. Any other injury wouldn't have held him back from looking for her.

"You must not be hurting too much if you're still joking," Val smiled.

"Oh, it hurts alright." He spoke through clenched teeth now and she could hear the familiar note of strain in his tone.

"I might have some Tylenol in my carry on, if I can find it." He shook his head as she moved to get up.

"Val, don't worry about me. We're EMTs and our goddamn plane just crashed. Go help who you can." He could imagine her behind him, nodding, with a different kind of determination in her eyes now.

"You're right. But I'll come back as soon as I find someone to help. Don't worry Jamie."

He sighed as she moved away. The tingling fire in his legs was growing to an inferno.

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Caitie sat up fast, and immediately regretted it. The world spun around her, a swirl of trees and night sky, as her head pounded in tune with a pain that ran up her arm into the shoulder.

"Whoa…and ow." She would've fallen back to the dirt had it not been for the support of someone's hands on her back.

"You're okay. That's so great. I was really worried." The same voice that had been calling her to wake before now continued in a nervous babble.

She tuned him out, looking around to find herself in a forest. It was dark but she could see and hear people all around, running and yelling, crying. And in the distance a large white hulking shape.

"What happened?"

The man turned back to her, looking panicky.

"The plane?" He gestured into the trees with a thin arm. "You don't remember the plane?"

Caitie gazed off into the trees.

The plane.

The plane crashing.

A horrible kaleidoscope of memories struck her at once. Jamie. Val. Even Tyler. She attempted to stand, but fell back to the dirt when a sudden pain coursed through her.

"My arm…"

"Is probably broken," the man finished and shrugged. "I didn't know what to do. Are you cold?" He slipped out of his suit jacket and wrapped it around her shoulders as she lay back on the ground.

"Just stay still. I heard sirens before so they must be here by now." He searched the darkness like they might suddenly appear before him, then patted her hand awkwardly.

"You'll be okay."

She doubted that he'd had any friends on board.

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Val moved quickly across the aisle, away from Jamie, to where she had left Tyler.

He wasn't there.

She could see that, her eyes having adjusted to the dark, but she reached out into the seats anyway. Only her jacket remained there, damp with his blood. Where could he have gone, she wondered. She moved down the rest of the row, checking for him in the seats and on the floor, but still finding no one.

"Tyler!"

She called out, scarcely hearing herself over the swelling noise in the cabin.

"Tyler!"

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A/N more: Review if you like. I had some fun laughing at the stupid things I used to do, like AN's in the middle of the chapter. Ugh. I decided I wouldn't go back and change anything though. That's that. If anyone is interested in betaing, email me, cuz that surely would help out lots. I can't plot to save my life. Ah, well. Hope to hear from somebody.