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Hey everyone! I now present you with the second chapter of Brace For Impact! Now, here's the disclaimer.

(((I don't own Kickin' It or any of the characters. These rights belong to Disney and Disney XD)))

WARNING: Injuries and deaths. Though they won't be described in detail.

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Saturday, February 3rd, 2013, 11:47 pm

Kim's POV

It wasn't until I opened my eyes that I felt the pain. As my eyes adjusted to the sun I clenched the dirt under my hands in agony. Wait, dirt? Where am I? Slowly I looked up and all of my memories came back, overwhelming me. A plane wing, spattered with blood was wedged into the ground, and the body of the plane was barley visible, covered in broken trees and debris.

As I looked around the clearing, I remembered Jack. I tried to jump to my feet but the pain was to great and I fell back to the dirt. Distressed I looked down at my side where I sensed the pain was coming from. I tore off my jacket and pulled up my shirt just enough so that I could see the wound. Thankfully, It wasn't that bad. My side was scraped up but it wasn't deep enough to kill me. Other than the plenty scrapes, my headache, and the pang of nausea, I seemed to be fine.

I put my jacket back on and slowly climbed to my feet. My side burned but I forced myself to push on. I stumbled towards the plane body. The clearing was soaked in blood although I didn't see the cause of the blood. I scanned the clearing, looking for any signs of life. As I was about to give up, I noticed a scrap of a jacket in the corner of the clearing. As I neared it, I spotted a limp body laying against a rock, nearby a small stream winding through the forest.

My eyes widened as I recognized the bloody figure. Jack. I darted forwards and kneeled besides him. His eyes were shut and he lay on his back. I put a hand on his chest and sighed with relief, he was still alive. His hair was soaked with blood and stuck to his forehead. I parted his hair and noticed a deep gash he probably got when he slammed into the rock. I carefully took off his leather jacket and placed it on the ground next to him. His chest trembled as a cough racked his body.

I touched his side gently, where his plain white T-Short was soaked with blood. I tentatively lifted up his shirt and examined the wound. It was pretty deep but not deep enough to see any organs or bones or anything like that. A huge slab of torn up metal was nestled into the fallen leaves, not far away from where Jack was. That led me to suspect that he had torn his side on the metal.

I put his jacket back on and examined his other wounds. There were other cuts all over his body and I figured he would need to be awake so they could be cleaned off. I gently shook his shoulder only for him to roll over onto his injured side. That must've done it, he shrieked with pain and jerked up, only to fall back down. He frantically tried to sit up and I attempted to calm him by placing my hands on his shoulders. He jerked away and vomited onto the sand. He stopped to breath but he vomited again. Finally, he lay back down on his back and opened his eyes.

At first, he didn't seem to notice me, his soft brown eyes staring ahead. Then he turned his head towards me. "Kim?" He whispered softly.

I nodded, "I'm here Jack. We need to get you cleaned up. Do you think you can stand?"

Jack shrugged and firmly placed one hand on the ground and I grabbed his other hand as he pushed himself off the ground. He got himself into a kneeling position and I grabbed his other hand. After a few failed attempts, He was finally able to stand up. He slung an arm over my shoulder and I did the same. I urged him forwards step-by-step until we reached the stream. I carefully helped him to sit down and he watched as I started to walk off.

"Where're you going?" He mumbled fuzzily.

"I'm going to find a first aid kit, stay here and clean up your face and hands."

Without waiting for an answer, I stepped back towards the plane. The plane was truly wrecked and I slowly stepped through a torn out wall. I was not prepared for what lay inside. Bodies lay across seats and some in the aisle. Blood splattered the walls and floors and some bodies were sliced open. It was the kin of gory scene you would see in a violent rated R horror movie.

I spotted a first aid kit on the floor, already opened. What scared me the most was the body next to it. The hand was reached out towards the kit. It looked as if they had died trying to heal their wounds. I grabbed the medicine kit, closed it and scurried out of the plane. As I stepped onto the leaves, I realized with relief that no one I knew had been on the plane. My heart soared with hope as I realized that my friends may still be alive.

As I stepped up to Jack, he looked up at me. "Are you okay Kim?" He mumbled.

I nodded, "Just a few shallow scrapes, not as bad as yours."

Jack sighed and gave me a small smile, "Good." He put a head on my shoulder, "Everything will be okay Kim."

"I hope." As I looked through the kit, which was really big in fact, I decided to bring up the news of our friends. "I didn't see our friends on the plane or around it. They might have survived!"

That familiar grin spread across his face, "Well if they did, they're already gone." He said with a sigh. "It's just you and me."

Just you and me. His words echoed in my head as I let the fact sink in. "We'll be fine," I said softly. Not waiting for his reply, I grabbed a huge roll of gauze and held it up in triumph. I fished out anti-bacterial and a container of Advil. I handed Jack one of the pills and he gulped it down without hesitation. We sat there in silence for as close to thirty minutes as I could estimate, waiting for the pain medicine to work.

"Take your jacket off." I instructed. He took it off and tossed it at me. I caught it an put it on the ground besides me. "Now your shirt." I added. Rolling his eyes, Jack took that off too and threw it to the ground.

I winced as I saw the wound and Jack looked down. "Ouch." He mumbled. I grabbed a towel and a cup from the kit and filled up the cup in the stream.

"The water's moving really fast so it's clean." I noted as I sat next to Jack. I poured the water over the wound, relieved to see that the blood wasn't fresh. As the blood was washed away, it left a nasty wound. The blood was dried and I poured some anti-bacterial on the towel. I patted onto the wound and Jack tensed under my touch. As soon as the wound was cleansed to my satisfaction, I grabbed the gauze. Jack stayed still as I wrapped the gauze around his stomach. I pinned the gauze and Jack put his shirt back on.

We sat there for a while, cleaning our wounds. By the time we had finished, it was around five 'o' clock. We were feeling better by then and Jack was able to stand up. I had given him a fresh T-Shirt I had found in a suitcase from the wrecked luggage compartment.

"Stay here," I said softly as I stood up.

Jack groaned and ran his hands through the stream. "Where are you going know?"

I pointed at the sky, "Getting dinner."

Jack nodded, "Okay, be safe."

I smiled, "You too."

I ran off into the forest, and looked around. Food. I have to find food. I spotted a familiar bush and I rushed towards it. Raspberries! Sure enough, those small red berries patterned the bush. I looked beyond this bush and noticed a few more deeper into the trees. I took my jacket off and plucked as many as possible, still hoping to fit it into my jacket. Afraid I would crush the delicate berries, I placed them in one by one and held the jacket carefully.

When I was pleased with the amount I had managed to collect, I headed back towards the stream. Not faraway, I heard Jack talking softly to someone. Himself maybe? Curious now, I quickened my pace until I got to the clearing. Jack was sitting near the stream looking down at a bundle in his arms.

"What are you doing?" I asked as I approached.

Jack looked up at me and grinned. "Look," He held up the bundle which I now recognized as his jacket. A kitten was huddled inside it. The kitten was a brown/tawny color and it was a spotted tabby, the black stripes covering it's fur. Around it's eyes and it's muzzle, the fur was tawny along with it's chin and belly. Its hazel eyes bore into mine and it let out a small mew.

"Lemme have it, my dad's a vet." I commanded, putting my jacket on the ground. I grabbed the kitten and held it up. "It's a boy alright, but it's fixed so it's harder to tell." I handed the kitten back to Jack and he wrapped it back up. I noticed the open cage besides him and I glared at Jack. "Did you go into the plane?"

Jack shrugged, "Only the luggage compartment." He scratched the kitten's chin and he started purring. "Can we keep him?" Jack asked.

I sighed, "Sure."

Jack grinned and looked down at the kit. "Hear that Sammy? You're staying with us!" The cat let out a loud meow and I chuckled.

"So you've named it already have you?"

Jack rolled his eyes and gently slid the cat into the cage, which I noticed was much larger than I would've expected. "What's with the cage?" I added.

"Must've been a dog in it or something but it's gone now. So I gave the cage to the kitten." He answered as he locked up the cage.

"Look what I got!" I exclaimed, holding up my jacket.

Jack's eyes shone brightly and a huge grin tugged at his lips. "Raspberries!"

I sat down besides him and we shared the raspberries as the sun began to set. As I finished drinking the raspberry juice from my jacket, I stood up and stretched. Jack stood up and grabbed my wrist. "Come on! I know where we can sleep!" He grabbed the cage and we walked over to the plane. He led me to where a broken plane wing was wedged into the ground far from the plane. It was leaning agains a huge pine tree and the wing was firmly being held by the branches.

"This is perfect Jack!" I grinned and we sat under the shade.

"Yeah. It is."

Jack placed his hand on mine and I blushed. "I can't believe we got so lucky!"

Jack nodded in agreement. "Well, we better get some rest."

I lay down besides Jack and pretty soon, I could her him breathing softly next to me. It struck me as a miracle that we were alive. But little did I know, what happened today, even with the injuries and the frightening images on the plane, would seem like a dream far beyond the reach of my fingertips compared to what was yet to come.

Dun. Dun. Duuuuunnnn! How was it? Well, I hope you enjoyed the story! The next chapter will be coming out soon! Oh, and I have some bad news. The Cruise of a Lifetime is officially on hiatus. Sorry guys, it's just that I've lost my inspiration for that story. But it WILL be continued sometime this summer! Probably when I finish Brace For Impact. Thanks Everyone! Please Rate and Review!

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