Hiiiii guys :)

Thank you for all your support (this is crazy, I'm beyond thankful). As requested, this is going to be our adorable Halstead brothers mainly (no Erin). As for the story about Jay and Adam - I promise you I'm gonna write one soon.

Hope you enjoy! Till next time.

Love, N

PS. This is pretty unrealistic, but hey, it's FanFition. Anything can happen.

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PART 1

Will's P.O.V

It might just be me, but I think we have a problem.

"Jay? Jay, can you hear me? JAY!" I try shouting for my brother, hoping to get an answer. To no one's surprise, it doesn't work.

Yup, definitely a problem.

Will's P.O.V. - 2 hours earlier

You know how some soldiers know how to fly a helicopter? Well, Jay is one of them. You'd never think that would come in handy, but apparently it does. To a specific broken-hearted-Jay at least.

Since Erin left (again), Jay has been pretty devastated. I mean can you blame him? He was gonna ask the girl to marry him, and she left without saying goodbye. At first, he was freaking out that sonething might have happened to her. They pinged her phone and found it just outside Chicago, and that's how my brother got dumped by the love of his life. It makes me wnt to punch something, so I can't imagine what it must be doing to Jay. It breaks my heart having to watch him like this.

It's been a few weeks since "she, who shall not be named from now on" left. My brother and I were finally able to get a week off work to have some bro time in Wisconsin. Our cabin has always been Jay's go-to place, so I decided to take my halfway depressed little brother there.

We've only been here for a few days, but so far, her refuses to talk to me. This morning he walked up to me and announced that he's rented a helicopter. A freaking helicopter!

So here we are hours later getting ready to take off. In a helicopter. By ourselves. No professional pilot. Awsome.

"Shall we?" Jay interrupts my silent monologue.

I guess this is better than him not talking to me at all. Or anyone else for that matter.

"I was born ready" I answer, not even believing myself. Jay chuckles and starts the helicopter.

This should be interesting.

Will's P.O.V.

I gotta admit, this is pretty amazing. The views are indescribable. The trees, lakes and rivers... It's truly amazing.

"So, what are your plans?" I decide to use this opportunity to interrogate my brother. He has no way of escaping at the moment so ten points for me.

"What do you mean?" he decides to play dimb.

"What are you planning on eating for dinner?" Jay shoots me a questioning look so I continue. "Your life, Jay. I mean your life." He stays quiet. "You can't mourn over this forever. I understand you, but-"

"Shut up." he finally joins the conversation. Sadly, he sounds mad. Not that I can blame him.

"Okay, so you've decided to act like a little kid and pout for the rest of your life." I have nothing to lose at this point, so I decide to hit low.

"No, Will! I haven't, actually." He's really pissed now, but hey, I got him talking. Sorta. "So don't go telling me to-"

He's cut of by what seems like terrible turbulence. The helicopter gives a horrifying sound and drops about twenty feet lower. So does my heart.

I glance over at Jay who is franatically examining the numbers on the dash. "What was that?" I ask, barely louder than a whisper.

"Somthing's wrong" he answers.

"Really? I had no idea!" I respond as sarcastically as I can while being scared.

The rumbling sound from the engine is getting louder and louder. We drop another ten feet. And then another. And another.

"Jay!" I scream at my brother, who is now clutching at the cyclic stick.

"We're going down way too fast" is all he says.

"I've noticed, thank you very much." My hands are desperately holding the fabric of the seat under me.

"Will, calm down. You're not helping."

He's right. I take a deep breath, trying to calm myself down.

Jay's P.O.V

This is bad. This is very, very bad. I can keep this bird up, no matter how hard I try.

I told Will to calm down, but I'm freaking oout on the inside. We're going to crash. I know it. And so does Will.

"Will?" he doesn't seem to acknowledge me talking "Will!" he finally looks at me, fear inhis eyes. "Will, stay calm. We're going to crash, so I need you to try your best to protect your head and chest, okay?"

"What?!" Damn it. He's panicking.

"It's okay, breathe. We'll be fine" I try to calm him down, but I don't even fool myself.

He positions himself to prepare for the impact then looks up at me. "What about you?!"

He's refering to the fact that I'm flying the helicopter and am therefore unble to even try to shield my head and chest. The only good thing about this situation is that Will has a better chance of surviving than me. Since he's a doctor, he'll be able to help both of us. I hope.

"That's why I have you." He knows what I mean.

And that's when we reach the forest underneath us. The tree branches slam against the helicopter, glass and metal breking arpund us. I hear my brpther screaming, feel myself flying and before I know it, everything goes black.

To be continued...

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Please don't hate me (I probably would, but I thought I'd rather post half of a story now than nothing for a few more days...). Should I continue or write something different?

Please leave reviews, so that I know what you like and what you don't. After all, these are written for you...Thank you in advance!