Andre ran into the trees frantically, Jade had not looked good. Fortunately, he ran straight into Beck. "Beck man come quick, it's Jade." Andre rushed to get the words out.

Beck dropped the armload of wood he had been carrying and sprinted towards the cave in under a second. As he got around to the entrance he heard the awful sound of Jade being sick and he hurried to help her. Beck gathered her hair out of the way and rubbed his hand up and down her back. He waited patiently for her to finish before he quickly picked her up and moved her outside the cave. It was their bedroom after all. As soon as he set Jade down though, she continued to violently throw up. Beck carried on soothing her, but he was terrified on the inside. What did she even have left to throw up? She's barely eaten since we got here! As soon as Beck thought the words, they were true. Jade was gagging on air, her body desperately trying to vomit but finding nothing left to get rid of. Tears started to form in her eyes as she struggled against herself. Finally after what seemed like hours of agony, Jade slumped over into Beck's lap, exhausted. Beck was unable to move though, and his face was white as a ghost. He took another minute to gather himself before he could move Jade back into the cave. He lay down with her still in his arms, holding her alarmingly thin and freezing body close to his own. He placed one hand over her heart and just stayed there, feeling it beat until he trusted it to keep going. Then he carefully pulled away and took advantage of her unconsciousness to clean out her wound again. It was gruesome as ever, and Beck couldn't explain how completely terrible he felt for Jade. He bit his tongue as he poured the salt water into her cut, but thankfully Jade didn't wake up. Or was this a good thing? Beck couldn't tell anymore.

Andre picked up the wood Beck had been carrying and brought it next to his pile of firewood. Next he gathered more coconuts to keep in the shelter, and then threw more wood into the bonfire. Andre was faintly reminded of camp when he was a little boy. The wide open spaces, the simplicity of everything. But as he went to put the food in the cave, he remembered why this was not like camp at all. Jade was lying asleep as usual, her chest slowly rising and falling, but her face looking slightly pained even in her dreams. Not that that was anything new. What surprised Andre was finding Beck sitting down, leaning on the cave wall. Crying.

"Beck?" Andre asked cautiously, making his way over to his long time best friend. Andre was shocked; Beck never cried. Beck didn't say anything, just continued to weep, quite pathetically in fact. "Beck come on. It'll all work out." Andre tried to comfort him. He sat down beside him and enveloped him in a sideways hug. Beck cried onto his shoulder. Under normal circumstances, Andre would've laughed at him for being such a wuss, or something along those lines. But these were not normal circumstances.

"How can you know that?" Beck asked, sounding like a young child questioning his parents.

"Because man, I just…well I don't." Andre replied honestly.

"Just look at her. I love her Andre, what am I supposed to do?" Beck asked another impossible to answer question.

"Beck I don't know. I really have no idea. But I can tell you one thing for sure. Us sitting here crying and hugging like a couple of teenage girls who just watched The Notebook will not help anyone. So what do you say we build this raft, and take things one step at a time. Because Jade needs us, and we need each other. We are a team and none of us will survive if we don't work together. Got it?" Andre said. He hoped this would inspire Beck, and maybe inspire himself. It was hard to give someone hope if you had none yourself. Either way, something Andre said must have worked because Beck pulled himself together.

"Got it." Beck answered. "Now get off of me before this gets inappropriate. I have a girlfriend you know." Beck joked, trying to relieve the tension and depressed atmosphere that loomed over them. Andre let out a strained laugh, but a laugh all the same. Then the guys got to work on a tiny raft made out of fallen trees and vines. Sadly, this pathetic creation was their last chance at survival.

A while later, the raft was still in useless conditions much to Beck and Andres' frustration.

"How do people do this?" Andre finally groaned before he plopped down to the sand in defeat. He was just a teenager from the city, how could he be expected to survive and escape a deserted island?

"Come on, we have to keep trying." Beck said. To be honest, Andre thought the boy was losing it. His eyes had a crazy look and he hadn't stopped working for hours. In fact, the sun had almost completely set.

"Beck you need sleep. And water. We have all day tomorrow to work on it." Andre said, trying to persuade his insane friend.

"Jade can't wait all day." Beck said his voice stone cold and emotionless. Andre didn't reply, partly because Beck's mood was scaring him, but mostly because he knew Beck was right. So he got up off the ground and continued to work. They kept on slaving over their raft until suddenly, Beck heard a noise. It sounded like a...plane? Beck stood totally still, straining his ears to hear the sound. It was far away, but definitely there.

"Andre! Listen!" Beck yelled excitedly.

"What?"

"Shh! Listen!" Beck repeated. Then Andre heard it. His smile was from ear to ear. The boys started looking around the dark night sky, and Andre spotted the plane coming closer and closer towards the island. They didn't have much time. Andre sprinted to the woodpile and threw more and more wood into the fire, until it was unmistakably large. Then he took two more large branches and lit them to use as torches. He handed one to Beck, and pretty soon the two were running around, screaming, and waving their torches through the air. The plane continued to get closer and closer, and the boys screamed louder and louder. Finally, someone was there to rescue them!

Jade woke up to Beck and Andres' ear shattering yelling. What the hell was going on? Jade jumped up, without thinking twice about the gash in her head. Bad idea. Her legs gave out the second she stood up, and then she was on the ground again. This time, Jade concentrated on each individual movement as if it were rocket science just to fricken stand up. Her head was throbbing in protest, but she ignored it. Beck and Andre were in trouble, what else could she do? As she slowing shuffled to the opening of the cave, she thought she was hallucinating. The guys were dancing and screaming while holding flaming sticks. Had they gone crazy? They had been in the sun all day. Jade cautiously made her way over to the fire, head spinning and immensely confused.

"Beck?" She rasped out, her voice was rusty from sleep and probably from puking earlier as well. He didn't turn around. "Beck!" She tried again with more force. This time he spun around so fast it startled Jade and she lost her balance. She struggled to regain it, and thankfully did before she fell again.

"Jade! What are you doing out here?" Beck asked, alarmed.

"What am I doing? What the hell are you two doing? I came out here because I thought you were being eaten by a bear or something!"

"A bear? Really Jade we're on a tropical island. I would probably be eaten by some sort of snake or exotic shark that can come on land."

"Beck." She growled. She was not in the mood. Why was he joking about landsharks at a time like this?

"Sorry babe, but look!" He said and pointed to the plane, now almost to them. Andre was still flagging it down. Jade tilted her head beck to see, still ignoring the intense burning, but that made her dizzy again. She sort of wobbled before she started seeing spots and completely collapsed.

Beck threw his torch down and barely managed to catch Jade before she hit the ground. He slowly lowered her then, and put her gently on the sand. He sat down as well and put her on his lap so no sand would get in her wound and just make things worse. Beck resisted the urge to shake Jade until she woke up and magically felt better, but he knew that wouldn't be the case. Now more than ever they needed this plane, which was the only thing keeping him sane. The knowledge that Jade would get to a doctor tonight. He just wished the damn plane would get them already! Andre was still running around like a chicken with its head cut off, and the plane was right above them. They could literally smell the fuel. Beck waited there expectantly for the plane to land, holding Jade tightly to him.

"It's ok. The plane's here and you're going to be ok!" Beck said to Jade over the roar of the plane's engine. So what if she wasn't conscious to hear him? He was so relieved he could have run a marathon with a smile on his face. As long as Jade would finally get taken care of and put out of her misery.

Andre was exhausted. It had been a long day of work, and now he had been running around and jumping up and down for 20 minutes. The plane was right above them though, so he didn't stop. The plane didn't stop either. Andre watched in disbelief as it continued flying, straight over them and the stupid island. His jaw actually dropped as the plane just kept flying, farther and farther away, until he could see it anymore. And with that, Andre dropped his torch to the ground, and threw himself down too. Then he lay there, limp and unmoving. It was amazing how just two minutes ago he had felt so much joy and hope and now it was all gone, replaced by the horrible and crushing reality. It was completely up to him and Beck to get home. Andre sighed and shut his eyes. He wasn't sure if they could even do it, but right now he didn't even want to try.

A/N: Wow, thank you all for your reviews!:) They no joke make me walk around smiling haha thanks so much! Sorry this was a bit depressing...but I hope you still enjoyed! Review and make me happy!:) xoxo