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: I was going to wait a couple days before posting this but I got it finished and decided to go ahead a post it tonight. Originally this wasn't going to be a song fic chapter but after I got through with it the song popped into my head and it seemed to match the chapter pretty good so I added it in. I hope you guys like it.

Chapter Seven: The Storm

The Veronicas- Heavily Broken

Taylor sat down on the ground not wanting to make the mistake of sitting on a rock again. She was still wearing the clothes she was wearing the day before but they were ripped and had blood on them. The back of her tank top was covered in blood and sticking to her back. It felt disgusting but the pain of her injuries was enough to take her mind off how her clothes felt. Her ankle was swollen and completely bruised. She would be lucky if it wasn't broken. She looked around to make sure no one was around and instantly felt like an idiot. Of course no one was around she was in the middle of the jungle. She shook her head and gently slipped her tank top off. She winced and tears filled her eyes. She had on a bright pink bikini top so it was no big deal but she still felt awkward being in the middle of no where without a shirt on. She was going to throw the shirt to the side but then decided against it.

She might not be able to wear it anymore but if she got a big cut she would be able to use the shirt as a bandage until she got back to camp. Her throat felt like sand paper, she ran out of water almost an hour ago. The pain had eased some but not by much. She jumped and squealed as another loud crash of thunder echoed through out the forest. She frowned and looked down at her hands. She'd never felt as discouraged and depressed as she did that moment. She was going to be stuck in this god awful storm in the middle of nowhere, alone, and without any type of shelter to protect her from the storm. She grabbed the closest stick to her and examined it. It was long enough to use as a cane and it seemed strong enough. She pushed her self up and slowly made her way down the hill. She winced with every step, even if some of the weight was off her foot it still hurt even with the slightest bit of pressure.

Everyday I sit here waiting
Everyday just seems so long
And now I've had enough of all the hating
Do we even care, it's so unfair
Any day it'll all be over
Everyday there's nothing new
And now I just try to find some hope
To try and hold onto
But it starts again
It'll never end

She groaned when she seen a large rock at the bottom of the hill. She remembered getting up it pretty easily coming up but coming up she wasn't scraped, cut, bruised, thirty, sore, and she had both legs. She sighed and slowly made her way closer to the rock. She stopped suddenly and narrowed her eyes when she seen a hand over the edge. She carefully made her way a little closer trying to be quiet just in case it was some psycho out to kill her. She gasped when she seen was close enough to put a face to the hand. It was Daley and from the looks of it she wasn't doing well. Taylor dropped her make shift cane and walked down the hill as fast as she could. She about fell off the rock too but she was able to catch her self on a near by tree,

"Daley…Are you ok?" Daley didn't move. "Come on Daley…I learned my lesson!" She said knowing that Daley wasn't going to get up.

She winced as she walked to the edge of the rock. She knelt down and put one hand on the rock. She hopped of being sure to only land on her good foot. Once she got her balance back she quickly limped over to Daley. She got down on her knees beside her and looked over her. Her chest was moving, that was a good sign. At least she was still alive. She put her hand on her shoulder and shook her a little.

"Daley, come on wake up…" Daley didn't even move.

Taylor put her finger on Daley's chin and turned her head towards her. She screamed and fell backwards when she seen the large cut on the side of Daley's head right by her hair line. It was still bleeding, Taylor quickly looked around and seen Daley's pack not to far from where she was laying. She quickly grabbed it and quickly opened it. She put the two bottles of water beside her and grabbed the gauze and tape from her pack. She didn't have any thing to clean it out with so she grabbed on of the bottles of water and quickly unscrewed the cap. She slowly poured some water over it and used her top to dry off the area around the cut before she quickly put the gauze over it. She held it for a moment before she tore some tape and taped the gauze down. She took a long chug from the water before putting the cap back on.

I'm heavily broken
And I don't know what to do
Can't you see that I'm choking
And I can't even move
When there's nothing left to say
What can you do
I'm heavily broken
And there's nothing I can do

She looked through the rest of the pack pulling out everything that was in it. Other than the water, a flash light and the first aid supplies there was the big piece of plastic from the other tent that got destroyed. Taylor narrowed her eyes and looked over at Daley. I wonder why she had this… She sat it down beside her and put both her hands on Daley's shoulders. She shook her a bit then a little harder.

"Come on Daley, you have to wake up, I can't do this alone." She said as she began crying again. "Please Day…Wake up…"

She felt more then defeated she felt like everything was tumbling down on top of her. She felt something fall on her head. She touched the top of her head and something hit her hand this time. She pulled her hand down and her eyes widened when she seen that it was rain.

"Oh god…" She said looking around.

There was no way she would be able to drag Daley back to camp in her condition. She crawled over the ledge and pulled her self up. She looked around for any sign that she was any closer to camp. If she was she would be able to rush back and get help but there was nothing. All she could see was plants and trees. Lighting flashed brightly causing her to flinch. She needed to find some kind of shelter close by so she could pull Daley to it. Maybe if the sat underneath a tree. Wait…your not suppose to sit under a tree during a thunder storm…or was it that you were suppose to…or was it a ditch…Why wasn't I a girl scout? She thought getting aggravated with her self; another loud crash of thunder followed by a bright flash of lighting. I need to hurry! She thought looking around. She smiled when the tent caught her eye. She limped around picking up all the rocks she could carry and putting them on top of the ledge.

She ignored the pain the best she could knowing that hers and Daley's life depended on her. Once she was sure she had enough she began gathering sticks some large and others small. She made sure where ever she went that she could see Daley from where she was. She hurried over the best she could and laid the large pile of sticks beside the rocks then headed to get some large leaves that looked almost plastic. Sort of like the leaves on the fake plants in the front office at school. She picked as many as she could off of the bushes before returning back to Daley. She laid them down on the rock and checked to make sure Daley was still breathing before heading out and gathering some more. By the time she came back the wind was beginning to get strong enough to make it through the trees and the rain was beginning to pick up.

Almost giving up on trying
Almost heading for a fall
And now my mind is screaming out
I've gotta keep on fighting
But then again
It doesn't end

She grabbed the large piece of plastic from their old tent and walked over to the rock ledge. She put one end of the tent on it and lined it with the heaviest rocks. She grabbed the rest of the rocks and laid them on the ground. She pulled the tent straight and lined the rocks up on the bottom as well. She limped over to Daley and tried to drag her inside but she fell down in pain. She looked back at the make shift shelter she built then at Daley. They were only a few feet away. She put her arms under hers and locked them across her chest. She used her one good leg to push them over towards the shelter it too a while but she finally got her there. One she had her laying parallel to the shelter she climbed to the other side of her and got down on her knees and shoved Daley under the shelter. Her entire body wrenched in pain but she needed to get this done. She crawled over to the water and Daley's pack, the water, the first aid supplies and the flash light.

She untied Jackson's sweat shirt and balled it up. She gently lifted Daley's head up and put the shirt under it. She stuck all the supplies they had inside the shelter beside her before using the rock again to pull her self up. Ok almost done. She thought wincing as pain shot threw her body. She limped over and picked up a small rock then back over to the shelter. She grabbed the sticks and hammered them into the ground two feet apart. Once she was done with the one side she covered it with the leaves taping them to the sticks with the tape from Daley's pack. Once she was done with that side she went to the other and began to hammer the sticks into the ground. The rain was beginning to pour down now. She was freezing, each time the rain hit her every cut or scrap she had felt like someone had poured alcohol on them. The sharp pains and aches were constant now and between the rain, her own tears, and the sun completely disappearing she could barley see anything.

I'm heavily broken
And I don't know what to do
Can't you see that I'm choking
And I can't even move
When there's nothing left to say
What can you do?
I'm heavily broken

Once she got the last stick up she grabbed the leaves and dragged quickly dunked in side. She quickly stacked the leaves up against the sticks on the outside taping them the best she could. Once she was finished she grabbed the flashlight and turned it on and looked over at Daley to make sure she was ok. She was shivering uncontrollably and her teeth were chattering, she checked to make sure she had done everything she could for Daley. She felt completely helpless and alone. She was glad the others made her help build the shelter for the fire. If not her and Daley would both be out in the rain. The pain was unbearable; each movement she made seemed to only make the pain multiply by ten. She'd never felt so miserable or as cold. She propped her leg up in front of her and left the hurt one laying flat on the ground. She hugged her leg and laid her head down on her knee. She broke down completely for the first time. She was sobbing so hard that she began coughing because she couldn't catch her breath.

Feels like I'm drowning
I'm screaming for air
(Screaming for air)
Louder I'm crying
And you don't even care

Melissa sat with her back against the bins and her legs stretched out in front on her. Lex was sleeping beside her with his head on her lap and his arm wrapped around her legs. She left her hand sitting on his back trying to comfort him as much as possible. Eric was asleep against the opposite side of the tent. Nathan had fallen asleep a couple inches away from him thirty minutes earlier. He tried staying up but between the exhaustion from working, and searching the hill was too much for him to handle. Jackson was sitting against the back wall of the tent writing something down on a piece of paper with a stick that he carved the top to a point the burned it in the fire. He made at least two for everybody while they were all waiting for Taylor and Daley.

The only light they had to see by was the light coming from the battery powered lantern and the bright flashes of lighting coming from outside. Melissa stared down at the tent floor thinking of Taylor and Daley. Anything could have happened to them, and if they weren't seriously hurt they were stuck out in this storm with no shelter. Melissa was miserable her nose and eye was hurting and the image that had been stuck in her mind for the last few weeks had changed. Instead of one mound of dirt there were two and Daley and Taylor were both missing from the group. Jackson crawled over to her and sat down beside her. She looked over at him for a moment before looking back at the tent floor.

"I'm sorry Mel, I….I didn't mean for you to get hurt especially by me…" Jackson said looking down at his hands.

I'm heavily broken
And I don't know what to do
Can't you see that I'm choking
And I can't even move
(What can I do)
When there's nothing left to say
What can you do
I'm heavily broken

Melissa looked over at him and faintly smiled. "I know Jackson; it's not that…I'm just worried about Taylor and Daley." She said looking down at Lex. "What if they're hurt? Or… worse…" Melissa's eyes began to burn as tears fought to the surface. "We left them alone out there…we could have done something instead of sitting around waiting for them to come back…" Melissa said letting out a small sob.

Jackson sighed and looked over at her. "Mel, there was nothing we could do without all of us getting stuck out there and getting lost. Daley is smart once she found out that she wouldn't make it back to camp in time she probably found a cave or something to ride the storm out in. They are both a lot stronger than we give them credit for. They know what to do out there, they've been living with the same conditions for the last four weeks…both of them know enough to keep their selves safe."

Melissa looked up at him. "How do you know?" She said whipping the tears from her cheeks, more quickly replaced them.

"Because I know them, Taylor may not be the most wilderness friendly but she knows how to take care of her self so does Daley, they've been doing it all this time."

Melissa slowly nodded and looked back down at her hands. Jackson frowned and put his arm around her pulling her close to him. Melissa wrapped her arm around him and laid her head on his shoulder, He laid his head on top of hers and rubbed her shoulder with his hand. Melissa found some comfort in it but she still couldn't get the image of them laying somewhere out in the forest unconscious and not breathing. Jackson put his hand on the arm that she had wrapped around him.

"Everything will be ok…" He said softly wishing he believed it his self.

I'm heavily broken
And I don't know what to do
Can't you see that I'm choking
And I can't even move
When there's nothing left to say
What can you do
I'm heavily broken

And there's nothing I can do

And there's nothing I can do