Author's Note: Sorry it has been a little while since I updated. I was a little busy taking care of my godson Aidan, he is 3 months old and is a little sick at the moment. I am hoping to have more written soon... hang in there and the more reviews I get the quicker I tend to update so keep them coming... enjoy!

Brandon and Kelly's House: Next Morning

Brandon had managed to get them on a flight to Minneapolis at ten a.m. so Kelly spent the rest of the night before packing everything that she thought they might need because she had no idea how long that they would be in Minnesota for. All she knew was that there was a little boy there who was waiting for them to get there. It was six in the morning and Brandon had decided that if they were going to make the flight then he would have to wake everyone up right away. So, first he turned to Kelly who had pretty much fallen asleep four hours earlier, and gently shook her.

"Kel, time to get up." He said hating that he had to wake her.

"I'm up… just give me a minute." Kelly somewhat mumbled as she turned to face him.

"Do you want me to start the shower for you?" Brandon asked knowing that she could use the water to wake-up a little bit.

"Yes, and make some coffee too." Kelly said with a smile remembering why she had to get up so early.

"Will do… I'll go wake the kids." Brandon said as he gently kissed Kelly's forehead and headed out of their bedroom.

As he walked down the hallway to Cassie's room he noticed that her bedroom door, which was usually closed, was wide open and Cassie wasn't inside. It was then that he heard something coming from downstairs, and so naturally he had to go and see who was down there was what they were doing. As he got to the bottom of the stairs he started to smell something that smelled really good, and as he came into the kitchen he saw his missing daughter cooking breakfast for everyone.

"Hi dad! I thought everyone might be hungry so I made omelets." Cassie said more awake than ever because she was going to get to see her cousins in Minneapolis.

"Thank you Cassie." Was all that Brandon could seem to get out as he watched how enthusiastic she was.

"Is everyone awake?" Cassie asked breaking an egg and splitting the yolk from the white for her mom.

"Everyone but Kaile. I was just about to go and wake her up when I smelt this delicious food." Brandon said trying to avoid the real answer.

"Dad… it doesn't smell that good… go wake her up and tell mom that her egg-white omelet will be ready shortly." Cassie said sounding more and more like Kelly everyday.

"Yes ma'am!" Brandon said jokingly as he walked back upstairs to wake his youngest daughter up.

Kaile was still sleeping soundly in her purple bed and light pink room, which Brandon and she had painted the previous summer. It was something that they had done together while Cassie and Kelly were horseback riding in Santa Barbara. Kaile looked so sweet sleeping, as her many blankets all but swallowed her. Brandon hated to wake her, but they were never going to catch their flight if he didn't get her moving now.

"Kaile, it's time to get up sweetie." Brandon said as he brushed some stray hairs out of her face.

"I don't wanna get up Daddy…" Kaile pouted like she always did in the morning.

"I know you don't sweetie… Mommy didn't want to get up either, but she did because otherwise we don't get on the plane." Brandon said knowing that the sheer mention of the plane ride would get her moving because she had never been on a plane before.

"I'm ready!" She said full of excitement as she pulled the covers off to reveal herself already dressed.

"That was fast!" Kelly said as she poked her head in the door because she had overheard some of the conversation that they were having.

"I got dressed before I went to sleep… Smart huh?" Kaile said full of energy now.

"Yeah really smart baby… now let's find something that is not all wrinkly and slept in shall we." Kelly said taking over for Brandon.

"Fine…" Kaile said a little defeated.

"It was a great idea sweetie, but we still have to look nice for great grandma Walsh right?" He asked his little girl. "Oh, Kel your omelet is almost ready." Brandon said more as an after thought.

"BREAKFAST IS READY!" Cassie called from the bottom of the stairs.

"You go I'll take care of her real quick." Kelly said as Brandon headed for the door.

It took about an hour and a half, but soon the Walsh clan was on their way to LAX to fly to Minneapolis to help out wherever they could. Once on the plane Kaile couldn't stop looking out the window and this was bugging Cassie because she was the one sitting by the window and Kaile kept leaning over her to see. Kelly decided that Cassie had been through enough torture on this flight and offered to switch seats with Kaile so that she could have a window seat too. Kaile took her offer and Cassie sat there secretly thanking her mother for saving her from the wrath of her little sister.

Bobby and Lindsey's car

It had been nearly two full days that Bobby and Lindsey had been trapped in their car and Lindsey just seemed to be getting worse. Bobby had lost all feeling in his body, but he could still move his arms even though he couldn't feel them. He had managed to roll the window down further, or what was left of the window any way, so that he could try to stick something out the window to signal that they were there and still alive. The rescue workers had been working in their area, but no matter how much Bobby called out to them, they couldn't seem to hear him through the jackhammers' noise.

"How are you doing Lindsey?" Bobby asked nudging his wife with one of his hands.

"Hmmm…" This was all that she could seem to get out because the pain had overcome her hours ago.

Bobby knew that her time was running out and that if they were not found soon she would die. This was when he really started to get desperate and even though he couldn't feel anything he tried to reach for something that he could stick out the window. It wasn't long before his hand grabbed something in the backseat that had been floating behind them. When Bobby pulled it closer to him he found that it was Logan's sweatshirt that he had left in the car when they dropped him off. Bobby quickly wiped the away the tears that had begun to form in his eyes as he began to shove the sleeve through the half open window. He was determined to get help, if not for Lindsey than for himself because he didn't want Logan to loose them both in the same day. He was fighting for Logan and in truth that was why Lindsey was still hanging on to her life.

"HELP US…. WE"RE OVER HERE! GET US OUT OF HERE!" Bobby screamed as loud as he could until his voice gave out.

It was pretty obvious that his screaming wasn't going to attract any attention and from the looks of it neither was the sweatshirt, but Bobby was hoping that it would catch someone's eye. He wasn't about to give up yet, even though his body has other ideas. He took another look over at Lindsey and noticed that her breathing had either stopped or gotten so light that it was unnoticeable. It didn't matter because that was what sent Bobby over the top with rage. He was angry that he had let Lindsey slip away this way, he was angry that no matter what he did no one would come, but most of all he was angry because he had failed his little boy. Logan would most likely end up growing up with out a mother because Bobby knew that if Lindsey had any time left at all it was only a few hours at the most. She had lost way too much blood and her wounds were so severe that it would take a miracle for her to make it through this.

"Hey… What's that over there?" Bobby heard someone yell over the jackhammers.

"Don't know. Check it out." Another voice said.

Bobby heard footsteps coming closer to where their car was and he knew that somehow someone, whether it was an angel or God himself, had heard his prayers and sent him that miracle. He just hoped that it was in time for Lindsey to at least say her goodbyes to Logan if nothing else. At least Logan would have his him, Bobby thought to himself as he got ready for one last call for help.

"DOWN HERE… PLEASE HELP US MY WIFE IS BADLY HURT!" Bobby called up to whoever had come to check out the sweatshirt.

"HEY OVER HERE MAN… WE GOT A LIVE ONE!! Hang in there buddy we'll get you out…. My name is Craig and I'm not going anywhere. What's your name?" Craig said as he moved some of the rubble around the car to get to the window.

"Bobby Walsh… my wife Lindsey… I don't think she's breathing… I can't tell anymore…" Bobby said as he started to see light coming through the window.

"We'll get you out as fast as we can… How badly are you hurt?" Craig asked still uncovering the window.

"I can't feel anything, but I can move my arms… I'm a little cut up, but my wife is worse… she has a big gash above her eye and has lost a lot of blood." Bobby said blinking as the light got brighter.

"Okay… I'll let everyone know about your wife… just stay calm." Craig said as he pulled out his radio to make sure that they had an ambulance waiting for when they got Bobby and Lindsey out.

MSP Airport: August 3, 2008: 5:15pm

It had been a long flight but finally Brandon, Kelly, Cassie, and Kaile all made it to Minnesota and the girls didn't kill each other on the way. Kelly was exhausted and just wanted to fall asleep because she got up earlier than normal and she really didn't feel very well at the moment. She blamed that one on the plane even though she had never had motion sickness before. Brandon was glad to be home and couldn't wait to see his grandmother, aunts, and uncles. The last time he had seen them was when his grandfather passed away and that wasn't really the happiest of times for them. Of course, this really wasn't a happy time either, but at least it was better than before, or at least Brandon hoped it would be. Cassie and Kaile were both happy to be on land again, especially Cassie because she hated heights. Kaile just wanted to see her cousins and pretty much ended up flying into her great grandmother's arms.

"Hi, Nana!" Kaile said as she hugged her great grandmother.

"Well, hello there Kaile, my you've gotten big! Let Nana take a look at you." She said as she held Kaile at arms length so that she could see her better.

"How was your flight?" Brandon's Uncle John asked him.

"Great, we had a minor problem with our seats, but we fixed that right Cassie?" Brandon asked as he looked over at his oldest daughter.

"Yeah Dad… as soon as Mom switched with little miss annoying…" Cassie said sarcastically as she rolled her eyes. "Hi Nana!" She said a little more enthused as she hugged her great grandmother.

"Kel, are you feeling okay? You don't look so good." Uncle John asked her noticing the pale look she had.

"Yeah, just a little motion sick that's all." Kelly said pushing it off even though she knew that something was wrong.

There were other things that were more important at the moment, like Logan, and Kelly knew that if she told Brandon what she thought was wrong things might get a little out of hand. Finally, everyone had hugged everyone and said their hellos and now it was off to the house to see Logan and Tara who had decided to stay at the house so that Logan didn't get to upset or scared. The news about the bridge had been all over the local TV channels and no one in the Walsh family wanted Logan to see or hear that stuff. Soon the group was heading to the cars and driving through the mess that was the freeway systems of Minneapolis and St. Paul Minnesota.

FYI: Lindsey's fate is still up in the air... let me know what you would like to happen.