(A/N Ok, were back! Wahoo! Party! Ok, sorry, I'll stop now. I've kind of been putting updating off because I don't really know where to start, but I always feel like that, and then the chapters turn out ok. And also because I'm having writers block with all of my other stories, and I've been putting time into them. Oh, and by the way, I don't own Flight 29 Down, or any of the actors or any thing. Although I do wish I owned Johnny Pacar…or Jeremy Kissner…what the heck, I think that their all hot! Oh, and one more thing, this chapter might be a little bit gross at the beginning. I'm sorry I'm descriptive! I love all the reviews that go…ew….good story…but that's gross. I think I've talked long enough; you're probably too excited for the story to listen much longer. Haha, enjoy!)

Taylor shut her eyes, and quickly held her breath, following Daley inside the plane so that they could lie Nathan down. Then, as soon as Nathan was safely on the ground, Taylor let go of him, and bolted out of the plane.

Daley sighed, and looked at Melissa. She had the same splotches on her face as the three others boys, but they were bigger, and a pus-yellow. They weren't flat either, like the boys, because the boy's spots were some what flat, but Melissa's were obviously filled with some thing - pus - and they looked like they were really sore. She was cold to the touch, but thank goodness her eyes weren't rolled into the back of her head.

Daley turned to Jackson. "What do you think we should do?"

"I think it's contagious. So probably nothing." Jackson answered, putting his hand on Melissa's forehead.

Daley sighed. "But, if one person got it, it was probably from the food, or water, or…I mean…why would only one person get it, and then pass it on to the rest of us…"

Jackson looked up. "What are you trying to say?"

"I'm just saying that I think we all might have it…it's just…showing up later than Lex."

"Yea, and maybe it's hitting us by age." Jackson said, being uncharacteristically sarcastic.

"Well, think about Jackson." Daley started explaining, and just then Taylor's wrist, followed by her thin arm, was thrust into the plane with a water bottle. She gave Daley and Jackson five in total, and then took off.

Jackson smiled, and Daley sighed. "Well, at least she's doing some thing for a change."

Jackson shook his head and said, "You were saying?"

Daley nodded. "Right. Well, I mean, think about it, it hit Lex, who is obviously the youngest."

Jackson nodded. "Yea, Eric, Nathan, and Melissa are all the same age."

Daley nodded as well, a smile on her face. "Do you know when their birthdays are?"

Jackson raised an eyebrow. "Do you?"

Daley sighed impatiently, and replied "I've known them all since kindergarten, give me a break. Eric's birthday is in December, Nathan's is in November, and Melissa's is in September."

Jackson nodded, and Daley continued. "Taylor's is in August…" She trailed off. "Which probably means that she's next…when's your birthday again, Jackson?" She asked.

"January." Jackson replied.

Daley nodded, and said "Mine's in April…" Then she started rambling off to herself, so Jackson stood up quietly, and walked to the door of the plane. But then he turned around, suddenly.

"You really think this thing is getting us by age?" Jackson said, seriously doubting the whole thing, but Daley looked up at him, and nodded. "I think it's a definite possibility.

Taylor was sitting on the beach, staring out at the ocean, fighting back tears. She wouldn't let any one know it, but she was really scared. Scared for Lex, Eric, Nathan…even Melissa.

Then she started to think about Melissa. She didn't hate her, she really didn't. In fact, Melissa was one of the nicest people to her on the island. Other than Lex, and Jackson. Well, there was Eric, her 'partner-in-crime', but he wasn't really nice. But only recently. Melissa had been nice to her the whole time. Even though she did some nasty things to her.

Then Taylor started to think about Eric. She figured he liked her. She thought she felt the same way, but now that she was closer with Jackson…she just didn't know.

Taylor sighed, and then started to think about Jackson. She liked him a lot. But so did Melissa. She knew she had thought about it earlier that day, but she couldn't help herself. She was so confused.

"Hey".

Taylor screamed, and jumped about a mile high. She turned around, and Jackson was standing behind her, smiling.

Taylor put a hand to her heart. "Are you TRYING to give me a heart attack?" She asked, quickly turned around, and wiped her eyes on her arm.

This action didn't go unnoticed by Jackson, and he sat down beside her. He didn't even need to ask what was wrong, because she was already talking.

"I'm just…so scared." Taylor said, beginning off her rant. And even though she promised she wasn't going to tell any one any of this, she couldn't help herself. "I mean, we're no closer to being rescued then when we landed on here twenty-two days ago! And, there are more people sick than healthy, and I don't want any thing to happen to Eric, or Nathan, or Lex…or Melissa!" She took a deep breath. "I just…I just want to go home."

Jackson nodded, put his arm around her, and said "Me too."

End of day 22

(A/N Ok, and that is that! Sorry if the part with Taylor didn't make too much sense. And no, I didn't give Melissa the worst disease because I don't like her, it goes with the story. Oh, and BTW the whole age thing…well…I dunno, I had to be creative. And I hope they didn't say when their actual birthdays are, because I probably got them wrong…Besides, it's my tropical disease, I can do what ever I want with it. Including kill off Melissa….No ahaha I'm kidding, I would never do that. Only joking said the lobster. So, any who, review!)