Hey guys! I'm back with an update! I had lots of requests for thus and I'm sorry if it might be a little slow in the beginning of this story. But once they discover the mystery, it will become better. Thanks to everyone who reviewed!

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OK, enough rambling and on with the story! Wait! One more thing! There is an important author's note at the bottom so please read it!

I don't own Kickin It or Delta Airlines and if Moondance Airlines is a real company, I don't own that either.

Jack's P.O.V.

I help Kim through my window and we walk towards my basement, our traditional movie-watching cove.

I playfully shove her onto the lumpy brown coach and select the first movie I see. Without looking, I open up the case and insert the DVD into the player. As I hop down beside Kim, we hear a bloodcurdling scream.

Before Kim can stop me I bolt up the stairs, frantically searching for something… Or someone...

"Mom!?"

Carefully, I peek around the corner to my mother's exercise room, afraid of what I might see. Before I can look into the room, I feel a hand on my shoulder. The simple touch scares me and I jump. Behind me I can hear Kim chuckle.

"Jack! It's just me!"

I breathe hard. My eyes wide and alert, searching.

"But that scream…." I stutter.

"It was just the movie! Someone probably accidentally put The Hauntings on Evening Street DVD in the My Little Duck case."

"Oh….." I answer awkwardly. "Maybe we should watch another movie?" I suggest hopefully.

"Is Jack Brewer scared?" She mimics me, while emphasizing that scared part.

"Ok, ok. We can watch The Hauntings on Evening Street. But don't blame me when you get scared"

"I don't think I'll be the one getting freaked out," She answers matter-of-factly.

As we sit huddled on the brown canvas coach, I think about the trip tomorrow. Sadly Eddie has to stay back home, he has to go to summer school to improve his science grade. We promised to take a bunch of pictures for him. Kim and I are going to try to put together a scrapbook for him. That way he can feel like he was with us the whole time.

We'll have to take a four-five hour flight to Miami and Rudy was kind enough to spend an extra thousand dollars on first class seats for Kim, Milton, Jerry and me. But, we'll have to get up at four in the morning! Our cruise doesn't leave until the day after tomorrow, so we get to stay in a luxury 5-star hotel! It has an enormous saltwater pool and three hot tubs.

Because Rudy has to stay back and work at the dojo, he left us a big packet of instructions. One sheet for every day. The instructions will include excursions, dining and nightly activities for every day.

I turn back to the movie. It's at the part that I used to be terrified of when I was younger… When the boy turns back into a werewolf and eats his mother… OK fine, I'm still afraid of it, but I'm with Kim. When I'm with Kim, everything seems right in the world.

As the werewolf lumbers towards his mother, Kim screams and buries her face into my shirt. When the scene in over she pears out of my shirt and decides just to rest her head on my shoulder. I put my arm around her and we just sit there for a while, with Kim every once in a while having to bury her face in my shirt again.

When the movie is over Kim looks very pale. I know that this isn't a good time to make a snarky comment, so instead I carry her bridle style up the stairs to my room, across the rickety boards leading to her room and gently set her in her bed.

As I start back to my room I hear Kim call out.

"Jack!"

Kim's P.O.V.

He answers, "Yes Kim?"

"Ummm.. Can you stay here tonight? The movie actually really freaked me out and ummm…. I'm kinda too scared to sleep alone." I rush the words out. I can't have Jack think I'm a wimp!

As he scratches the back of his head, I'm afraid he'll decline, but he makes his way over to my orchid purple bed and slips under the covers. I smile thankfully at him and he smiles back, wrapping his strong arms around me. His protecting hug draws me into the world of dreams.

I wake to Milton snapping his pale fingers in my face. Tiredly, I gaze around the room, momentarily forgetting where I am. After my eyes adjust to the bright lights, I realize I'm in my room, in my bed, with Jack… With Jack!? I quickly sit up in bed, but relax when I remember last night.

I notice Milton has been watching me closely since he woke me up, but Jerry has just been sitting in my lime green, fuzzy beanbag, playing on his Smartphone.

"Why is Jack in your bed?" Milton asks me quizzically.

I explain the story to him while I finish packing and Jack runs over to his room to grab his bags. I hurriedly pack my lip gloss, a hair brush and an extra pair of zebra print socks and haul my over-stuffed luggage down two flights of stairs to the front door, where a blue cab is patiently waiting.

The cab driver helps me stuff the luggage in the back of the car. We all pile into the car. Jerry and Milton in the middle row, Jack and I in the back.

The drive to the airport took forty-five minutes. Jack and I pass the time by telling jokes, sharing stories and eventually we just both fall asleep.

We arrive at the airport just as my watch turns to five a.m. We thank and pay the cab driver, who turned out to be Jerry's friend's mother's friend's husband!

As we enter the airport I am surprised by how quiet it is. I've always gone to airports during the day, never this early in the morning. We find a temporary place to sit and I pull out our first set of instructions.

It reads: "Step 1: Check your luggage at the Moondance Airlines check-in gate."

I look up and down the room, searching for any sign of a Moondance Airlines. But none appear.

I turn and send Kim a questioning look, but she just shrugs. She looks exhausted.

I finally give up looking and ask a woman, around the age of thirty, at a Delta check-in gate. She furrows her eyebrows and thinks for a minute. She opens her mouth to speak but stops, as if there is something she wants to tell us, but doesn't think she can trust us.

She finally decides to simply say, "I'm sorry, I've never heard of that airline, you must have mixed up the name with another airlines. Good day." And with that she turns her back on us and busies herself checking the tag on a floral suitcase.

"What was that all about?" Kim asks when we arrive back at our suitcases that Jerry was "guarding", obviously suspicious,

"I'm not sure." I answer slowly, "Maybe someone else here is taking the same airline? We should ask around."

She shrugs, before making her way towards an old man, with me trailing not far behind. When she reaches the man she shoots me a glance, as if to say, "You do it." I sigh and tap the old man on the shoulder.

The man looks to be just over one hundred and is completely bald except for a few stubby strands of hair on the top of his head. He has a short, scraggly, grey beard that is coated in a layer of crumbs. Kim wrinkles her nose.

"Um excuse me." I say after clearing my throat, "Have you by any chance, ever hear of Moondance Airlines?"

The old man looks at me as if I'm crazy and after he realizes I'm actually asking him, he bursts out into laughter so hard I'm afraid he'll fall over. When he stops laughing and looks me up and down he answers, "Son… Moondance airlines has been closed for over fifty years!"

Well that's all for now guys! I hoped you liked it! Sorry if there are any spelling, punctuation and grammar errors, I wrote this kinda in a hurry. I wanted to post this for all the people who took the time to read this! Thank you again for the people who followed and reviewed my story! Every chapter I'll give a shoutout to one person for following my story and one person for reviewing! Ok! Time for my special announcement! I kinda mentioned this in my first chapter, but this is a more detailed explanation. In later chapters I need some OCs. If guests don't know what those are, they are other characters, characters that you make up. I need ideas for OC's. You can PM or review them to me. And I could feature your character in my story! Just please tell me ther name, personality and appearance! Thanks!

~Plumeria Peterson