Title: Chaos amongst them.

Rating: T for now but that may change as they story progresses.

Summary: The survivors of flight 29 DWN have survived storms, sicknesses, injuries and each other. But when tempers run high, and the stress of it all becomes too much for the survivors to handle they begin falling apart one by one. Will they be able to band together before disaster strikes or will they be too late to save one of their own?

Disclaimer: I don't own the charters, the show, or any of the songs and artist that I choose to use. This is just for fun.

A/N:Hey everyone, here's the third chapter. I know it took a little bit but it's longer than the rest and I had to debate a lot though out this chapter trying to keep everyone in character. I have a bad habit of going out of character without really meaning to. So let me know wither I kept them all in character or if I need to work on it. Thanks for the reviews they're all greatly appreciated, and thanks for reading.

Chapter Three: Splitting sides

The night was completely quiet other than the normal sounds of nature that surrounded them. Everyone avoided talking about the day's events or anything else for that matter. Every time a question was asked it was answered with silence. Taylor had come back to camp just before the sun disappeared completely and Daley came back just before she did. Lex had gathered some supplies he needed for his plan and hid them at his garden. No use getting their hopes up just in case it didn't work. Everyone was sitting about five feet from one another, accept for Lex and Daley who were sitting side by side. Taylor stared down at her plate of food that Melissa handed out and the more she looked at it the more it made her sick to her stomach. She wasn't hungry and she hated being around everyone so she stood up and walked over to Eric knowing he would eat it. She handed it to him and without saying a word walked down to the beach.

When she figured she was far enough away from the group she sat down with her legs propped up in front of her and buried her feet beneath the sand. It was cold, the gentle warm breeze from that after noon was now chilled and it felt like a thousand needles against Taylor's warm skin. She only had on a pair of blue jean shorts and a white tank top. The fire made a huge difference at keeping them warm. The words Daley said earlier were still stuck in her head, haunting her like a bad dream she couldn't wake up from. After Melissa and Daley finished eating they both got up and went into the tent to go to sleep. Lex and Nathan both followed soon after then Eric. All of them just wanted the day to end along with the thick tension that hung around them. Jackson stood up but instead of going to bed he walked down to the beach and sat down beside Taylor.

For a long time all they did was sit there and stare out into the black ocean and the dark sky which seemed to blend in together. The moon was full and reflected off the ocean beautifully as the small slow waves washed up on to the beach before retreating back into the ocean. Jackson sighed and looked over at Taylor. She had goose bumps on her skin and her hair was blowing in the breeze. She never even looked over at him or acknowledged he was there.

"Hey…" He said softly looking for a reaction.

Taylor looked down at the sand. "Hi…" She said barley above a whisper.

"You know what Daley said earlier, it wasn't true…she just…" Jackson tried to explain.

"I don't really want to talk about it." Taylor interrupted and looked back out at sea. "I just want to be alone right now…"

Jackson nodded and reached over and put his hand on her shoulder. She was freezing but she didn't seem to notice the cold or that he touched her. She just continued to stare out into the black abysses. Jackson stood up and took off his black hooded sweat shirt and knelt down beside her.

"Alright, I'll be back down to check on you a little later. Here…" He said handing her his sweatshirt. "It's getting cold out."

Taylor looked over at him for the first time and gave him a faintly smiled. "Thanks Jackson." She said softly; taking the hoody.

"No problem." He said standing up and walking back towards camp.

Taylor watched him until he was out of sight before slipping the hoody on over her head. It practically swallowed her whole; she didn't realize how much bigger Jackson was then her until then. She pulled the bottom of the shirt over her legs and pulled the hood up over her head. She sat her chin on her knees and continued staring out into nothing. After an hour she stood up and brushed the sand off of her. She looked at the ocean one last time before heading back up at camp. Jackson was sitting in the sand by the fire poking at it with a stick. He looked up at her and gave her a faint smile. She returned it before sitting down beside him on the cooler he was leaning on.

"Did you stay up because you weren't tired or because of me?" She said softly staring at the fire.

"A little bit of both…" He said looking up at her. "Are you ok?"

She faintly smiled and looked over at him. "Yeah, I'm ok. Are you ready for bed?"

Jackson smiled and slowly nodded. "Sure…"

Taylor stood up and reached both hands down to help him up. Jackson looked up at her as he grabbed her hands and pulled his self up. They both stumbled but once they both got their balance back they let go of each others hands and carefully climbed into the tent to go to sleep. Melissa woke up early the next morning with somebody's elbow in her ribcage. She wasn't sure whose; it was still to dark for her to see anything but she could tell it was morning by the small chorus of birds singing in the distance. She groaned as sat up on her elbows and looked around the tent. She wasn't sure why, she wouldn't be able to see anything solid for another couple of hours. She sighed and sat the rest of the way and stood up. She made her way through the maze of bodies before crouching through the tent flap and stepping outside.

She could smell salt and the morning dew in the air. The sand was damp and cold underneath her feet but by then she had become use to it. There was enough light outside to see around camp so she wasn't worried about stepping on anything and getting hurt. She sighed when she seen the fire pit. All that was left was the glow of the burning embers. She walked over and picked up a few pieces of fire wood before walking over to the fire pit. She placed the wood neatly on top of the charred pieces already there. She stood up and grabbed with some flint they made out of the fibers from the outside of the coconuts they gathered out of the metal box Eric had found. She walked back over to the fire pit and re-started the fire. At first it was hard for any of them to keep the fire going and restart it just from the embers but once they learned what work and what didn't it got easier by the day.

Once the fire was burning strong again she sat down on one of the logs and stared at it. This survival stuff was easy compared to getting along. Everyone seemed to be snapping at each other more and more these days and if what Eric and Jackson said about Daley was true then they had a lot of damage control to do. She wasn't a big fan of Taylor's but telling her she was going to be responsible for someone's death was a bit much but then again Daley had been under a lot of pressure here lately and she lost the picture of her family. That was enough to send anyone over the edge especially when they were deserted on an island with no sign of being rescued anytime soon. She was never the type to think anything bad about anyone even when they deserved it but she wasn't the person she was back home. She changed so much that it was hard to tell wither she was her or something that this environment had changed her into.

She actually lied to Nathan, she would never do that back at home not in a million years but this time she had no problem with it. She didn't feel bad of guilty, but relived. Yeah it was a small lie about what was wrong with her but small lies usually lead to bigger ones pretty fast. She told him that she had gotten a little lost and began to panic and that she was too embarrassed to tell anyone. He believed her because all of them had gotten a little lost on this island a time or two or a dozen but that wasn't the point. Just because he believed her didn't make it right and to make matters worse she still couldn't get that image out of her head of them all standing around a mound of dirt crying and Nathan being the only one missing from the group. She even tried to occupy her mind by working or drawing but once she was finished it was there again like a bad memory.

"Mel!" Jackson said putting his hand on her shoulder.

Melissa jumped and turned towards him. She hadn't even noticed he came out of the tent much less that he was standing kneeling beside her. He had his eyes brows raised like he was trying to figure something out, probably why she had been ignoring him for the last minute or so.

"Yeah…I'm sorry what?" She said looking confused.

"Nothing." He said shaking his head.

He stood up and sat down on the same log she was a few inches away from her. He rubbed his eyes and yawned. He looked back over at her and seen she was staring at the fire again but he could tell she wasn't making sure it wasn't going out. It was always obvious when there was something bothering her. It always showed plainly on her face and even more in her actions. Jackson looked around the camp site wondering what to say. Asking if something was wrong seemed like a pretty stupid question what wasn't wrong would be an easier one. Other then that fact they were all still alive and surviving everything was wrong. He sighed and looked back at her. She didn't even seem to notice he was still sitting there which was alone usual for her. She was always talking to him when ever he was around even though he tended to be the least social person on the island she always managed to get him to talk even if it was just a two second conversation.

"Are you ok?" He asked debating wither or not it was better than 'are you alright?'

She looked over at him and lowered her eyebrows. She knew he said something but by time she noticed he was talking it was too late to listen. She sighed and put her face in her hands. She couldn't believe she let her self get so distracted that she was ignoring the people around her especially Jackson. It wasn't a secret that she liked him more then friends, at least not since Taylor broadcasted it to everyone on the island. She sighed and looked over at him with her head laying on her knees.

"I'm sorry, what?" She said looking at him.

"What's wrong?" He asked already knowing the answer to the first question he asked.

"Oh nothing." She said shaking her head. "I was just thinking." She said giving him a slight smile.

"You don't really expect me to believe that do you?" He said raising his eyebrows at her.

She sighed and bit down on her bottom lip. She thought about what to say to him. He knew something was wrong and she didn't want to lie to him but she didn't want him to know about it either. She frowned and shrugged her shoulders before looking back at the fire. She hated not telling him everything but word traveled around fast on this island and she didn't want everyone knowing about it. They would twist and turn it into something awful like she wanted one of them to die or something. She couldn't handle that not now, not ever. Jackson shook his head and looked at the fire for a brief moment before standing up and walking towards the beach. He found a somewhat dry spot under a palm tree and sat down. He leaned against it and stared out at the ocean. Between Daley's break down, Taylor being caught in the crossfire and Melissa not talking to anyone, they were slowly falling apart and it seemed like he was the only one that actually noticed.

They all knew how dangerous it was for them not to be together. It was life threatening but it seemed like every time things were beginning to actually go good for them they began on a self destruct mission and turned on each other. He tried to keep them all together and focused but trying to keep them together was like trying to fight a lion with a stick. It didn't help that Eric was always manipulating some scheme to blackmail the others or cause trouble so that they would attack each other instead of paying attention to what he was doing and the bad thing was they always fell perfectly into them. He wanted to believe that they were strong enough to pull through it this time but he couldn't. There was too much on the table for all of them to handle and still come out the close family they'd become.

One by one everyone slowly woke up and made their way over to the fire pit. By nine everyone was there but Jackson. No one seemed to notice anyone else, and no one attempted to talk this time. They all just stared blankly at the fire, it wasn't long before Daley stood up and walked over to the cooler with the food in it to prepare breakfast for everyone. After a few moments Melissa stood up and walked over to help. Daley gave her a small smile.

"Thanks…" She said softly.

"Your welcome." She said talking just as softly as she was.

They both sat down on the sand and started sorting through the fruit that they were going to eat that morning. Examining them to make sure they were ripe and hadn't gone bad yet and to make sure none of them had been eaten into by worms or any other bugs. It was a normal routine when they were making meals to be sure that no one got sick from eating bad food.

"I heard about yesterday…" Melissa said after a few moments.

"You did?" Daley asked looking more hurt then angry.

Melissa nodded. "Have you apologized to her yet?"

Daley sighed and shook her head. "I've tried but either I can't find her or I can't find the words…how do you apologize for saying something like that?"

"I don't know but I think you two should at least talk. Maybe she'll forgive you." Melissa said hopefully.

"Doubtful." Daley scoffed.

"Daley…"

"What? I'm not saying anything that isn't public knowledge. Taylor isn't the most forgiving person in the world."

"I know but you could at least try…maybe she's changed and we've just been to busy or worried to notice."

"You of all people should know better than that." Daley said standing up with an arm full of fruit. "This should be enough for everyone, could you get the water?"

Melissa nodded and stood up. "Sure…"

She walked over to the cooler and began filling her arms with bottles of water. Daley walked over to the fire pit. She handed Nathan a couple of bananas then began going around the circle. Next was Eric, then Lex, when she walked over to Taylor she held out the bananas to her. She looked up and shook her head.

"I'm not hungry…" She said softly.

"Taylor you need to eat…" Daley said trying to be as civil as possible.

"I will when I get hungry but I'm not right now." Taylor said looking up at her.

"Did you eat anything last night? Listen Taylor if this is about yesterday I'm…"

"It's not!" Taylor interrupted. She sighed and looked up at her. "It's has nothing to do with anything I'm just not hungry right now, I'll eat a little later."

"Can I have hers?" Eric called out looking at Daley.

He had already eaten one and was half way through the other. Daley looked behind her and glared at Eric. She couldn't believe how self centered he was even after they'd been stranded together all this time. She rolled her eyes and shook her head.

"No, Taylor needs to eat!" Daley said looking back at Taylor.

"I will when I'm actually hungry!" Taylor said standing up.

Melissa walked over and stepped in between Daley and Taylor to make sure they wouldn't start hitting each other. They seemed to be getting closer and closer to that as a group whenever they would argue. Melissa smiled and held up a bottle of water.

"Water anyone?" She said looking back and forth between Daley and Taylor.

Taylor frowned and looked at Melissa. "Sure…" She took the bottle of water and walked off into the forest.

Melissa frowned and watched Taylor walk into the forest. She handed everyone else a bottle of water before grabbing two more bananas and a bottle of water. She walked down to the beach and knelt down beside Jackson.

"Here you go…" She said sweetly but the worry she felt bled into her voice.

Jackson took the water and the fruit and faintly smiled. "Thanks…"

Melissa nodded and stood up. She walked back up to camp knowing it wouldn't be long before she would have to play referee again. Lex quickly finished eating then rushed off towards his garden. No one thought any thing of it because he usually rushed off to his garden after eating anyways. Nathan took a long drink of water before pouring it into his canteen. He looked over at Daley and seen she was doing the same. They never took the plastic bottles into the woods knowing it would probably get lost so they just used their canteens when they weren't around camp.

"Hey Daley, do you want to go further inland with me to find more fruit?" Nathan asked already knowing the answer.

"Sure." Daley said standing up just as Melissa walked up from the beach. "Hey Mel, can you keep an eye on Lex and make sure he doesn't get hurt?"

Melissa nodded and smiled. "Yeah."

Daley smiled. "Thanks and Eric." She said looking at him. "Actually do some work today, you can get some water from the well and if you don't you won't get any water." She said before disappearing into the forest with Nathan.

Eric just scoffed in response and rolled his eyes but he stood up anyways and grabbed two empty jugs. Melissa watched him as he walked away smiling at how well Daley got everyone to work but it also made her wonder if it was worth it. She wanted to go find Taylor and talk to her but she knew she probably just wanted to be left alone. As far as she knew Lex was off in his garden and Jackson said something about fishing after breakfast. She was alone again, which happened more times then she would have liked. The only time they ever spent as a group was meals, discussions and arguments. Any other time they all went in separate directions which is probably why they had so many close calls at splitting up. Was Taylor wearing Jackson's shirt? Melissa thought suddenly lowering her eyebrows.

Nathan and Daley walked through the forest along the same path they walked every time they went hunting for food. They both figured it would be easier to find their way back if they traveled off of a path they knew. Nathan couldn't stop thinking about the morning events, he didn't believe it when he heard about Daley flipping out on Taylor but now he had his doubts. Daley never even said things like that to him while they were in competition he didn't understand why she would all of sudden flip out on Taylor especially when she had changed into a nice girl since they arrived. She didn't yell all the time; she was more accepting to other ideas, and she wasn't as stubborn as she used to be.

It just didn't seem like her to say such horrible things to someone even with a reason. He knew after things went from one person to another they got deluded and changed but from the way her and Taylor acted the night before and this morning he was beginning to think that wasn't the case this time. He didn't want to ask her about it and become the next victim so he decided to wait until her or Taylor told him their selves. Daley stopped and sighed looking around at all the trees around them.

"There's no fruit up here, maybe we should try somewhere else?" She said looking over at him.

"Let's walk for ten more minutes this way and if we don't find anything then we'll go back and take another direction." He said looking over at her.

She smiled and nodded. "Alright, sounds good."

She continued walking straight and Nathan followed behind her. She didn't seem to be any different, everything that was being said must have been an exaggeration or a lie maybe. There was no way she could have said something like that then act like nothing happened the next day. She may have changed but not by that much. Nathan smiled to his self, happy that he disproved the rumors. They must have gotten into an argument and Taylor said all those things and within the he said she said line it got mixed up. Yeah…that's more of a Taylor thing, nothing like Daley. He thought to his self.