Standby

"Freddie?" Sam asked opening her eyes. One minute he was kissing her back and then nothing. She opened her eyes and saw that his eyes were closed. Looking over him quickly she soon understood.

"No no no no no no....Freddie, stay with me come on...Freddie please...wake up...please...Don't leave me..."

The floodgate's opened. She was lying on Freddie's chest, crying. Still begging him to wake up. The pain in her ankle was getting worse. She could now make out where they were. Behind her was the small cliff they had fallen down. It went on as far as she could see for miles either way. Ahead were more trees. Looking back down at Freddie she kissed him once again before turning herself to lie on his shoulder. She closed her eyes and whispered in his ear.

"I love you Fredward Benson"

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Back at the camp the search teams were getting themselves into groups. Spencer, the girls and the two mothers were told they couldn't help. After a small argument with them they agreed to stay behind. They officer in charge gave the leader of each group an area to search and a map and radio. The other camera crews filmed this as they followed the story through the night. Carly remembered sitting in the bus when she heard the story on the radio.

"Two teenagers have gone wising in Seattle last night at the Seattle Summer rock Fest... although the gates for the festival don't open until 6a.m... it is believed the two kids are from a popular webshow and were at the festival to interview bands for their site.... It is believed that one of the teenager's... a girl, ran off last night after an argument and was later followed into the forest surrounding, the area where the festival is to take place by her friend, a 16 unnamed boy. Search efforts were put off because of the time but...."

Carly switched it off as she couldn't take it. If anything happened to Freddie it was her fault for letting him go out there. She now sat with the other 4 and watched as they groups left the site. To her right she could see teenagers and young people in their 20's starting to gather at the gate. They were all watching the search party head into the forest and she noticed some of the older people give knowing looks.

Must have heard it on the radio! She said. She felt so helpless. Mel wasn't feeling good either. She still couldn't shake the feeling something was wrong. One of the officers had stayed behind to check the map and make sure everyone was ok. He had a radio next to him. Mrs. Benson and Mrs. Puckett were sitting together, holding the other ones hand for support.

Spencer was sitting at the table with the officer when the radio next to him sizzled and another man's voice came through.

"Team 3 to home, home to you copy?"

"Home to team 3, we hear you...what's up?"

"We found a phone... we don't know who it belongs to..." But Spencer was already dialling. He waited and then he heard Freddie's phone ring down the radio. "It's Freddie's" he said to the man next to him. He relayed this message to the man on the other end.

"Well I think were on the right track. We'll report if there's anything else"

"Rodger that" and the line went. Spencer went and told the others.

Daniel Parker led his team on. They had been walking now for roughly 15 minutes and there was still no sign of the kids other than the phone that belonged to the boy. They continued walking until he heard a yell to his left. Looking over he saw two of his team pulling another man up from the edge. He himself had not seen it. He went over to check the man was alright and then looked down.

Sam was now passed out on Freddie's shoulder, from fear, grief and the pain in her ankle and returning head injury. Freddie still hadn't moved but he wasn't dead. Or at least, not yet. He was fighting the darkness with everything he could. He was aware that someone, Sam, was lying on his shoulder, but he couldn't open his eyes. It was breaking his heart hearing her begging him to wake up. But at least she knew she was ok. When she stopped taking he panicked.

No. Sam keep talking he wanted so desperately to let her know he was there. But he wasn't giving up.

Spencer had return to the table where the officer was now walking around waiting for news. Then the radio crackled and the same man spoke again.

"We found them...Have two ambulances on standby...It's not good..." Spencer heard the pain in his voice. Before he knew his eyes were pooling. "See if we can get a chopper here. They need it"

Spencer sat up. This is bad! He thought, putting his head in his hands. Spencer looked up to see Carly and the others looking at him.

"Spencer? What's wrong?"

"They found them..." he whispered. "It's not good...They're alive but..." Both mothers broke down.