A/N: Here's the next chapter! This is all flashback. Hope you like it! Enjoy
Calleigh blinked into the sunlight light filtering through the treetops. Every part of her body ached as she tried to sit up. She brushed the leaves and debris off of her, stood up, and took in her surroundings. She was at the bottom of a ravine, the sloping hills rising on every side of her. Ryan was no where to be found.
"Ryan!" she called, hoping to locate him, "Ryan!"
She wandered through the ravine and eventually made her way out of it onto higher ground. It was then that she got her first real look at the devastation the hurricane had caused. Trees were scattered all over the ground, uprooted as if they were just weeds. Large puddles of water dotted the landscape. It was unnaturally quiet.
After wandering through the jungle for a short time, she spotted a hand sticking out from under a pile of debris. "Ryan!" she cried as she rushed to his side. She started to pull the branches off of him, when a needle of pain shot through her wrist. She looked down and for the first time since waking realized that her wrist was broken, hanging at an unnatural angle. She continued pawing at the debris with her good hand, her only thoughts were of freeing Ryan. Eventually she got most of the stuff off him, only to realize that his leg was caught underneath a tree trunk. She put her whole body weight into the trunk, trying to push it off of him. After several tries she managed to roll it just enough that she could free his leg.
"Ryan, sweetheart, wake up! Please wake up!" she pleaded, touching his face gently. She was nearly in tears by this point. She could tell he was alive, but his breathing was shallow and his pulse was very weak. "Don't you dare leave me Ryan Wolfe!" she threatened, tears choking her voice, "Wake up! Ryan!"
After several tense moments her began to stir and then opened his eyes. "Calleigh," he said weakly, placing his hand on her cheek, "you're alright." He saw that her beautiful green eyes were filled tears and he gently wiped her tears away with his thumb, "Honey, it's okay. We're going to be okay."
"What are we going to do?" she asked, her tears now controlled.
"We need to find some shelter." he said, trying to sit up. As he did so, the pain from his leg overwhelmed him and he laid back down. "Cal, I need you to find some branches that we can make a splint out of. I also need you to find us some shelter. Can you do that for me?"
She nodded. "I'll be right back, I promise," she said, kissing him gently and then standing.
She wandered out onto the beach area hoping to get her bearings. She walked along the beach until she noticed a rocky outcropping situated in the trees. As she drew closer she realized that he outcropping was actually the entrance to a small cave. It was protected from the elements and it was dry. She pulled some leaves into the cave to act as bedding and then went to get Ryan. On her way back, she picked up branches to make a splint for him and also one for her.
He was lying in the same position he had been when she left, his eyes closed and his breathing even. "I'm back Ryan," she said, kneeling next to him, "I found us a cave and I brought the branches to make a splint."
"That's my girl," Ryan said, smiling up at her. Between the two of them, they were able to splint his leg and her wrist. When that task was completed, she helped him to his feet, and with him leaning most of his weight on her, they were able to stagger to the cave.
Once inside she helped Ryan lay back down, the short trip had totally robbed him of all energy. Calleigh sat with him for a few moments, before deciding that they need to find food and supplies. She didn't like the look of his left leg; there was a large wound where the tree had fallen on it and blood was still seeping from it, not matter how many bandages she applied. She needed to find some medical supplies.
She walked back towards the hotel they had been staying at, hoping to find someone who could help them. When she reached the city, she found it to be a ghost town; most of the buildings were completely destroyed and there were bodies and debris littering the streets. Ignoring the destruction for the most part, she started looking for supplies. After about three hours worth of searching, she had managed to find a small cart, which she filled with the meager supplies she had been able to salvage; including a small crate of fruit, a few cans of soup, five bags of beef jerky, bottled water, some aspirin, topical ointment, bandages, a few blankets, an extra set of clothes for each of them, some matches, and other assorted items. She towed this all back to the cave.
"Here Ryan," she said, sitting down next to him with a bottle of water and some aspirin, "Take this; it will make you feel better." She helped him take the pills and then laid down next to him. "What are we going to do?" she whispered to no one in particular as sleep claimed her.
Before long a week had passed since Calleigh and Ryan had been stranded on the island. Calleigh had tried to make contact with anyone who could help them, but to no avail. She desperately wanted to see her kids. Had they made it through the storm? Were they okay? Who was taking care of them? Her one small comfort was that she knew Horatio was with them and she knew that he would take care of them.
Ryan hadn't gotten any better. He was in and out of consciousness most of the time, but Calleigh made sure that he ate and was warm enough. He couldn't last much longer without medical treatment, that she knew for sure.
Five days later, she decided that she couldn't wait any longer to get help for him. She went back into town, something she'd only done once or twice since the disaster, and looked around until she found a small boat that was in pretty good condition. She took it back to their cave and began working to make it sea worthy again. By the end of the second week, it was finished, and the next morning she planned to load up Ryan and the remainder of their supplies and sail back to the States.
That night as she snuggled up next to Ryan, she realized that he had a temperature, and his breathing was more erratic. "We're getting out of here tomorrow," she told him, "And then we can get you to a doctor. We'll get to see the kids again."
Ryan weakly opened his eyes and looked at her. "I'm not sure how much longer I can make it, Cal," he said slowly, taking in her beautiful features.
"You're going to be fine, Ryan," she told him, more for her comfort than his own, "Everything's going to be alright."
He smiled, trying to make her feel better. "If I don't make it home, will you tell the kids that I love them?" he asked, watching the tears slowly creep into her eyes.
"Tell them yourself when we get home," she said, her voice catching slightly.
"I love you, Calleigh," he said, taking her face in his hand, "And I'll never leave you, no matter what happens." He kissed her softly and then closed his eyes.
She watched him for a moment longer, then curled up next to him and fell into an exhausted sleep.
A/N: I still have at least one more chapter of flashback to go, so hopefully I can finish it and put it up soon! Reviews are always welcome!