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Chapter four: Those Nightmares

After twisting and turning, Jordan suddenly woke up in a sweat. Glancing around, she realised it was dark, forgetting where she was for a moment, sudden noises made her more alerted. Then, she realised. She wasn't in Sydney, Australia, in fact, she had no idea where she was. Clutching onto her stomach, she slightly lifted her shirt to see a big bandage, carefully ripping a bit off, she slightly grimaced at the pain, she frowned to see a massive cut. It wasn't as bad as she last saw it, it had been cleaned up. She couldn't exactly remember. The past few days have been a blur. She remembered to before she fell asleep, she was being filled in by her big brother, Jack, that there had been a plane crash and they were stranded on an island, with no sign of help. That is all she could remember.

"Hey, thought you might like something to drink."

Jordan winced and glanced into the direction of the whisper to see her brother sitting beside her. For a moment she only stared at him, until he encouraged her it was alright, taking the bottle and having a drink, Jordan felt relieved to know it was fresh, she flopped back down.

"Where are we?" Jordan asked sometime later.

"We haven't really worked that out yet." Jack admitted as he watched his sister sit back up to stretch. "Did you just have a nightmare?"

Jordan glared at Jack, hating him for bringing it up. For three years now she has been having nightmares, they would be on and off, Jack would be the only one who knew about them. She shook her head.

"Just couldn't get to sleep."

Jack knew not to accuse Jordan for lying, even though he knew she was, he knew not to upset her, especially not at a moment like this. The siblings thought in silence.

"Hey, Jack?"

Jack turned his attention to Jordan. "Yeah?"

"I remember when I was recovering ..." Jordan paused to try to remember more, Jack nodded to continue. "Well, you said someone found me and brought me to here, well, you. I was wondering ... because I can't really remember ... who was it?"

"Who was it?" Jack repeated, Jordan nodded. "It was Charlie Pace, the guy sitting over there."

Jordan followed Jack's eye movement to see Charlie sitting by a campfire, with his hood over his head, leaning over, Jordan frowned.

"Is he okay?" She whispered to Jack.

"Huh?"

"I don't know, he just doesn't look right." Jordan admitted, paying close attention to Charlie.

"Oh." Jack now understood. "He's properly just getting over the fact that he's here, like everyone else".

Jordan nodded, still paying attention to the stranger. She noticed Jack started to tell some more, but she couldn't really pay attention, she started to become curious. She then decided to introduce herself to the one who saved her in the morning.

The next morning Jordan woke up at sunrise for another day, she was walking along the beach when she spotted the person she was looking for. Taking easy steps towards him, she stopped when she was standing beside him, wondering how to get his attention when he turned around, slightly startled, Jordan took a step back.

"Uh, hi." She started, getting her footing. "Charlie, right?"

"Yeah." Charlie looked at the girl suspiciously. "Jordan?"

"Yeah." Jordan smiled, swallowing hard. "Jack said you were the one who found me."

"Oh, yeah, I was." Charlie shrugged, he hoped she wasn't going to thank him.

"Well, I just want to say thanks." Jordan reached out her hand, she felt uncertain when Charlie sighed. "Something wrong?"

"Oh, no." Charlie shook his head, trying not to look obvious. "You don't need to thank me, I didn't do anything."

"So, you didn't save my life?" Jordan raised an eyebrow and smirked. "Okay, I believe that."

"Really, I only did what I thought was right." Charlie shrugged again, catching on to Jordan's sarcasm.

"Well, you're safe, I am not going to worship you, even if you may want it." Jordan continued.

"What if I wanted it?" Charlie joined in the game.

"What would you get me to do?" Jordan put her hands on his hips.

"I might get you to do things for me, fetch water ... food." Charlie managed a smile.

"Make me your slave?" Jordan questioned, raising an eyebrow.

"If you put it that way." Charlie said tilting his head.

"Sorry, I don't think I can do that." Jordan let out a laugh, she was about to turn.

"That's alright, we're stranded on this island, we don't need more dramatic situations."

"Fair enough." Jordan nodded.

The two stood in silence for awhile before Jordan turned to leave.

"Wait ... haven't we met before?" Charlie suddenly piped up, taking a hold of the girls arm.

Jordan spun around, frowning at him. "What makes you think that?"

Sydney Airport

"Come on, Jord! That's us." Jack informed his sister as the announcement repeated their flight was ready to board.

Jordan glanced up from her magazine and took her headphones off. She wasn't happy about her brother making her go back. She knew she wasn't wanted there. From the glare Jack was giving her, she huffed, grabbing her bags and followed.

"I seriously don't understand why you're dragging me back home."

"Show some respect, Jordan. Attend dad's funeral then you can come back." Jack offered as they made their way through the crowded airport. He groaned as he was getting a splitting headache. He hoped his sister was catching up.

Jordan however, was lacking behind, closely keeping an eye on Jack and cursing him a little, listening to Maggie's favourite band, Driveshaft, she turned up the volume to block out the unwanted noises. Why did Jack have to show up now when everything was going perfect? If only Devon booked those New Zealand tickets earlier, she was have escaped already. She cringed the thought of going back home. Her mother did not want to see her, despite what her brother may have said. Her father never respected her, he thought she was too much trouble. So, why the hell did she have to go and "respect" him? Jordan thought her whole family was crazy. Her real family are her best friend, Maggie, and boyfriend, Devon. Now, they are what you call family.

Snapping out of her hatred, Jordan would soon realise her brother was no longer in sight and surrounded by complete strangers. Oh crap. She thought.

She decided to pick up the speed, praying her brother was not too far ahead when she collided with someone, who was obviously rushing too, and not watching where they're going. The collide sent Jordan to the ground, on her butt, she cursed.

"Damn it! Don't you watch where you're going?" She scowled, grabbing her bags and trying to get up.

"Me? Me watch where I'm going? Look who's talking!" Complained the other victim with a British accent.

Jordan refused the guys hand and helped herself up. Once safe on her two feet again, her eyes were suddenly locked on the stranger. She frowned as he was strangely familiar, her height, dirty blonde hair with British accent ... it started to kill her.

"Have we met before?" She asked, feeling stupid. The guy did not reply, he only stared, she wanted to look away, but she couldn't.

"Uh, I don't really know. We may have." The stranger eventually replied, equally confused.

Jordan was in deep thought when Maggie entered her mind, she glanced down at her Discman, then to the stranger.

"I know! You're from Driveshaft!" She beamed with a chuckle. "Charlie Pace! Am I not right?"

Charlie was shocked.

"You are right! How on earth did you know?"

"Are you crazy? My best friend is an obsessed fan, she has CD's and posters. She has even made me listen to them!" Jordan could not believe it, neither would Maggie, she would die when Jordan tells her.

"I don't know what to say." Said a dumbfounded Charlie, he could not help but admire her. "So you're friends a fan , huh? ... I gather she's a she ... and you are one too?"

"Well ..." Jordan went all shy, she shrugged slightly. "I wouldn't call myself a fan like Maggie, I'm just getting into you guys."

"That's fair enough." Charlie laughed.

Before either could say another word, Jack walked up to his sister who was talking to a guy he has never seen before.

"Who's this?" He more demanded than asking.

Jordan and Charlie both glanced at him. "Uh, nobody. We just bumped into each other."

"Okay, come on then, we don't want to miss the flight." Jack replied, he stayed foot until Jordan got the picture and walked ahead of him. Jack glanced at Charlie once more before following.

"Do you think dad'll be safe?" Jordan suddenly piped up as the siblings settled into their seats on the plane.

"You didn't care about him when he was alive, Jord, so why do you care about him now?" Jack rolled his eyes as he was trying to get comfortable.

"I cared about him as much as you did." Jordan quietly snapped back, also trying to get comfortable. "It's just I've never known anyone to fly a corpse and coffin on a plane."

Jack wasn't sure if his sister was joking or not, he concentrated on her to see her getting frustrated with her seat, he sighed. "He'll be alright, Jord, trust me."

Jordan finally stopped fidgeting, giving up on getting comfortable, she would just have to put up with it. She glared at Jack, she saw he was serious, she managed to give him a small smile to let him know it was okay. Getting distracted, Jordan turned her head back to see two other siblings bickering behind them on the next isle, she smirked.

"What?" Jack turned to her feeling curious.

"We're not the only ones being forced on here." She nodded at Jack to look back and he did.

"Mind your own business." Jack sighed, though he slightly smirked as he faced the front again. He rolled his eyes to hear Jordan chuckling.

"Hey, it's amusing!" Jordan whispered, calming down. Just then she saw Charlie Pace running past them, away from the hostess, he managed a smile towards her before disappearing. "Maybe this flight won't be so bad after all." She convinced herself, settling down.