Note:" I don't own any of the ice age characters. I do, however, own Cami, Whitney and Chelsea. Thanx for the awesome reviews! And Goldenpuon, thanx for letting me know I was slacking. I'll try my best to get more detailed. Just give me a slap on the wrist when I slack! And Goddess on a Highway, thanx for correcting me! R&R everyone! KK here's the chapter.

Chapter 7:

Whitney stood there, silent tears flowing down her cheeks. She heard a rustling from behind her. She didn't care. It could be a tiger coming to eat her for all she cared. She didn't want to live if she had to live without Chelsea. The rustling continued and soon Crash and Eddie came through the brush.

"Whitney, you alright?" Eddie asked hesitantly. Whitney turned around. She looked at Eddie then Crash. Her tears turned to daggers as she stared at him.

"YOU! You're the one that killed her! You're the one that did this to her!" Whitney said. She ran up to Crash and beat his chest, the tears flowing more freely than ever.

"You killed her!" she said over and over. She knew her hits weren't doing much, but it made her feel better.

"Whitney." Eddie said easily, holding her elbow. She stopped hitting Crash and looked at him. She threw herself at him, and cried freely on his now soaked chest.

"Sh-sh- she's dead Eddie. Gone." Whitney stuttered out into his fur. He grabbed her shoulders and pulled her away gently, looking at her strangely.

"What are you talking about?" Eddie asked, worried.

"Th-the-the hawk swooped down ah-and got h-her. She's gone. Dead." She stuttered weakly, falling limp in Eddie's paws. She turned around to Crash. "And he killed her." She said harshly. She walked over to Crash, who looked more scared with every step closer she took. "If you hadn't done whatever it was you did to her, she wouldn't have run off and become someone's supper!" She accused, pointing a finger at him.

"Whitney, come on, he wasn't going to do anything like that." Eddie said, attempting to sooth her anger.

"Then what was he going to do?" She spat.

"I was gonna ask her to be my mate…" Crash said shyly. Whitney turned around to look at him again.

"The-then why did sh-" Whitney began.

"She started yelling at me before I even had a chance to ask." Crash explained. Whitney looked at him thoughtfully. Then she turned to Eddie.

"We can still save her." She said hopefully.

"Whitney, how?" Eddie said softly.

"I don't know…" she admitted. The three stood there thinking for a moment. Whitney's head snapped up, and she smiled.

"What?" Crash and Eddie said together.

"You guys said Buck was like some big explorer and saved all of you, right?" Whitney started.

"Yea but what's Buck gonna-" Eddie said… then he smiled as well. "Ah…" he said, realizing what she was thinking. Crash smiled too.

"Well he said he was getting tired of Rudy, why not introduce him to a hawk?" Crash said. They all smiled and did a knuckle bumper before scurrying off to find the herd.

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The possums walked through the trees to find the herd under the same tree as earlier. Peaches saw them and ran up again.

"Hey guyz, ere Ch-sea?" Peaches said, smiling. Ellie looked around her baby.

"Yea guys, where is she?" Ellie asked. Whitney sighed and told them the story. She saw everyone's eyes get bigger and bigger as she came to the end of her story. "Oh no sweetie, what are you gonna do?" Ellie said sympathetically. Ellie knew that once you were taken by a bird of prey, you usually didn't come back at all, let alone alive.

"Well, we were hoping Buck would help us with that." Whitney said slowly. Buck heard his name and dropped out of the tree directly in front of Whitney.

"Proud to be of service, lass." Buck said winking at her. Eddie 'humphed' but nothing more. "I've wrestled worse mates, ey?" Buck told them. Whitney smiled

"That's why we wanted you for the job." She said happily.

"Well let's get going then, ey?" Buck said. He turned Whitney around and placed his arm nonchantly around her shoulders. Eddie took his arm off, but Buck simply placed it there again. Eddie sighed in defeat, and walked on the other side of her, holding her hand. Crash walked sadly behind the possums and weasel, missing Chelsea more than ever.

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Chelsea squirmed and wriggled in the hawk's claws.

"Let me go!" she called up to the hawk.

"Huh, and let my babies starve? No way sweetie, you're coming with me." The hawk said in a feminine voice. Chelsea shuddered at the way she called her sweetie. If only that wasn't in a literal term. Chelsea struggled a few more times before giving up… she guessed it could be worse. She could be hanging by her tail instead of her waist, or dead already. As the minutes flew by (literally), Chelsea got bored. She looked up at the hawk. She was going to die soon anyways. Why not talk to the bird instead of thinking about what was to come?

"Sooooo, what's your name?" Chelsea said, her small talk weak. The bird looked down at her questionably.

"Me? Oh my name's Camellia, Cami for short." The bird explained. Chelsea thought about that and asked another question.

"So how many babies you got?" she asked coolly. The bird didn't look down at her but still answered her question.

"3, Peter, Hunter, and Brooke." The bird said. Chelsea nodded. She decided to ask one more question before shutting up.

"So where are we going?" Chelsea asked. Cami looked down at her and smiled.

"Here." She said before releasing Chelsea. Chelsea fell for a short distance before landing in the nest. The chicks looked around and found her.

"Uh-oh." She said, scared for her life.