Christian POV

My mind raced with fear and worry. There was no way that I was making my meeting. I had been in extensive negotiations for a deal that would be highly profitable for Grey Enterprises if it went through the way I wanted it to but there was little hope of that happening now. Despite my pounding head I felt an anger pour over me. My heart quickened and my breath picked up pace to match with conscious thought. I was an important high profile man. There would be no small search party looking for me. I was convinced that we would be found and with much positive publicity. Right now it was just a waiting game.

I felt my features soften and my muscles relax as I saw Ana across the field looking through our bag for food and water. She wasn't going to make it to any of her appointments either.

"Are you hungry?" Ana asked bringing over granola bars and water

"I could use a boost." I agreed

"Are you worried?" She asked with concern in her eyes.

"I'm angry that I won't make my meeting but I'm not worried. There is probably a large search party out looking for me by now. If anything this will just fuel my popularity." I stated.

"I'm so sorry, Christian" She cried, spilling all the pent up guilt that she had been keeping inside "This is all my fault. If I had just seen this coming we wouldn't be here right now."

"I'm not blaming you for this. That storm came out of nowhere." I stated with conviction.

She crawled back into the plane pulling out some blankets and pillows that were tucked in the back for emergencies like these. I watched her as she walk out into the field no more than 50 feet from the plane and spread the blanket out. She crawled onto the blank being careful to kick her shoes off to the side. Rolling over on to her back she sprawled out like she was tanning on a beach in Mexico.

"What are you doing?" I demanded as Ana laid down in a relaxed position on the blanket.

"Relaxing, I need to clear my head." She explained.

"We can't just sit here Ana," I cried "Get your head in the game."

"There's nothing I can do right now and I can't get my head in the game under pressure. I need to relax first." She explained sitting up on her elbows "Now i'm all ears if you have a plan Christian."

"The only thing that I can think of is wait," I said "I'm an important rich business man there must be half the city out looking for me."

"I feel 100 percent responsible and I will think of something but you have to give me a minute please," Ana pleaded

"That's fair," I answered backing down.

Feeling defeated I hobbled over to the blanket that Ana was laying on and sat down beside her. I hated to admit it but freaking out was not going to help anyone.

"is your leg ok?" Ana asked me pointing to my left leg

"It's painful when I put weight on it. I will definitely make sure to see someone after we get rescued." I said

"You don't know when that's going to happen though," She replied. "Can I see it?"

"Do you have some hidden healing powers that I'm not aware of?" I asked sarcastically.

"I worked as an EMT for a bit before I discovered flying so I may be able to help," She offered "What if we have to travel."

"We won't have to travel anywhere Ana. There should be some flares in the back of the plane when we see a rescue plane we will just make a big commotion so that they can see us and this will all be over, " I said trying to sound more confident that I felt.

"And you are sooooo sure about hat," She pushed

"Well, relatively," I answered.

She took a moment to look into my eyes with the concern of a mother to a sick child or puppy then she rolled up the pant leg. A large fist sized lump appeared a few inches below my kneecap decorated with obvious bruising.

"Does this hurt?" Ana asked gently pressing on the bruised lump

"Awwww," I cried out in pain

"Your Tibia is broken and you should avoid putting weight on it. I can use some of the items that we have in the plane to make a cast for you in the meantime," Ana offered

"Sure," I replied "Thank you,"

Ana sprung up from the blanket jogging back to the plane. She returned 15 minutes later with a long piece of wood, some tape and a pillow. She aligned the stick with my leg then wrapped the pillow around my leg. Using the tape she secured everything in place.

"Do you want to test it out. It should give you more support in the meantime. We may need to go into the woods for food if we aren't rescued in an adequate amount of time" Ana explained.

"Are you some kind of a survivalist?" I asked surprised.

"No, My family did alot of camping though," Ana smiled.

"And here I thought you were just a pretty face," I said with a laugh

The sun was going down and the darkness was rolling in. We looked at each other with the same thought in mind. We needed to head back to the plane for the night.