Heey :) I had some extra time today, so I managed to write another chapter.

First of all, dear Victoria.Annxx, you are completely correct. I am in fact from Slovenia. I don't know if it's the name or the flag, but most people get Slovenia and Slovakia mixed up. And let me just say, the two don't have very much in common otherwise (I've been to Slovakia, I'm not just going on a whim). So, you've been to our chicken-shaped country. Small (but not so small) world, huh? I don't know how much of it you saw, but I am quite curious what you thought of it. I see you're from the UK. I spent four weeks travelling around it last summer, and let me say it was by far my favourite country to visit. Scotland specifically, I'd move there right now if I could. Although, I gotta admit, I'd miss the sun and warmth, but nevertheless, the landscapes are so beautiful it's almost surreal

Anyway, I hope you enjoy!

PART 4

Will's P.O.V.

It's been over 30 hours since the crash and we're still stuck in the middle of nowhere. Since we're inside a forest, no one can see us, so the chances of being rescued are quite slim. Lucky for us, we also have no food and a single bottle of water, so we're pretty much starving. Awsome. So much for a pleasant vacation.

Jay's been the same since the setback with a collapsed lung. Not better, but not much worse either. I can't complain. The IV ran out sometime during the night, which is a bit of a problem. If Jay's bleeding internally, his blood volume is gonna keep dropping, meaning he's going to go into cardiac arrest. And I can't have that happen, because I'll have no way of helping him.

The alarm on my watch goes off again. Time to wake my brother up and annoy him some more.

"Jay." I shake his shoulder to get his attention. He doesn't even stir. "Jay, I know you're tired, but you need to wake up for a dew minutes, okay?" Still nothing. "Come on, buddy. Look at me." No reaction. This is freaking me out a bit, so I decide to gently slap his face. "Open your eyes, Jay." No, nothing. I notice his skin feels clammy, so I press my hand against his forehead. It's burning up. Damn it. Now, I really need to wake him up. Fast. "Jay! Wake up, bro. Jay!" I'm yelling in his face, shaking him mlre violently.

After a few more tries, he finally moans. "Stop. Yelling." he slurrs, barely audible.

"Thank God. You scared the crap out of me." I exhale in relief. "You okay?"

"Fabulous. Why do you ask?"

Well, at least his sense of humor is still intact. "You in pain?"

"Nope." Not the answer I was expecting. At all. Something's not right.

I shine the penlight into his eyes, making my heart drop to the centre of the Earth. His pupils are dilated and completely unresponsive.

"Where are we?"

That makes my chest tighten. "What do you mean, Jay?" Does he not remember? "We're in the forest in Wisconsin."

"Why? Wht hppnd?" Oh, this is not good. He's swallowing half of what he's saying.

"Jay, what day is it?"

"Whr r we?" his eyes are looking around, nkt really seeing anything.

"Jay, look at me" I cup his face. "We're in Wisconsin. We had an accident, but you'll be okay." I know there's a very good chance that I'm lying to him, but I have no choice. I'm scared.

"Will?" he asks after a few seconds, completely confused as to why I'm here.

"Yes, Jay. It's me. Can you tell me your full name?"

"Whh? Tird." No, no, no. He can't sleep. Something's wrong. I'm freaking out.

"Jay, listen to me." He still isn't paying attention to me, which isn't a good sign. "Jay, something's wrong with you, so I need you to stay awake. Keep talking to me, okay? Try to focus. What's your full name?"

"Whr m I?"

God, this is so bad. I swear, if someone doesn't find us right now... I'm gonna carry him out of this forest, if I have to. His eyes start closing, scaring me even more. If that's even possible. "Jay! No! No sleeping for you. You gotta keep me company, kay?"

"Will?"

"Yeah, brother, it's me." Why hasn't anyone found us yet? I'm about to cry, when I hear something.

A flopping sound, echoing through the woods. Is that a helicopter? That definitely sounds like a helicopter. I look up at the sky, but can't see anything, because it's the night. How are they ever gonna see us in the dark? I've started a fire a while back to keep us warm, so maybe they'll notice the flame, but it's a long shot. Can't loose hope now. Where's the damn bird? A few seconds later, a helicopter floats into my view. Oh my God. Somebody is leaning out of its side, shining a light directly at us.

My heart jumps and I wave both of my hands. "Hey! We're down here!" I turn my attention to Jay, keeping him awake. "Come on, Jay, don't go to sleep now."

Suddenly, a loud voice appears, coming from the helicopter. "Hang tight! We're coming to get you guys!" I've never been so happy in my entire life. They've found us. Jay's gonna be okay.

"Hear that, Jay? They're here, so hang in there." I beg, adding "For me."

His eyes focus on me for a second, before sliding closed. I don't panick though. He's gonna make it. I'm sure of it.

"I've got you, brother." I say, squeezing his hand. "We're saved."

Will's P.O.V.

Eight hours later, I'm sitting next to Jay's hospital bed, still unable to believe the events of the last couple of days. Talk about an adventure.

I was right. Jay ended up being fine. Well, as fine as he could be after a helicopter crash. All the confusion was caused by a small brain bleed, which was successfully fixed in surgery. Four broken ribs, one of which punctured his lung, as well as three fractured ribs - impressively all on the same side, will heal with time. The piece of wood miraculously managed to miss everything, therefore didn't do much damage. The wound was cleaned out and stiched, the chest tube replaced with a sterile one. As for me, I got away with a minor concussion and some bruised ribs, which is close to nothing. Both of us were dehydrated as well as starving - nothing an IV and a good meal can't fix.

I look at my brother's pale face. He's still sleeping off the sedative he was given in the ER. The doctor explained to me that he started freaking out about where I was, therefore he had to be given something to calm down. Yeah, that's Jay for you. Overprotective of anyone he loves.

Suddenly, I notice some movement on the bed. Jay's finally waking up. I squeeze the hand I'm holding, and it squeezes back. His eyelids flutter and next thing I know, a pair of beautiful blue eyes is looking into mine.

"Hey" I greet my idiot brother.

"Hey" he rasps back, but to me, it's the most pleasant sound I know.

"I thought you said you knew how to fly a chopper." I joke, earning an exhausted smile from him. "How are you feeling?"

"We survived a helicopter crash." He states, not responding to my question, and pauses. "I bet not many people can say that, huh?"

Same old Jay, already joking around. What can I say? I'm not surprised.

THE END

I guess this is the end. I was gonna end the story when the helicopter showed up, but since you wanted the hospital part too, I added a tiny bit. I know it's really really short, but I wanted to end it and start writing something new... I'm sorry, please, try to understand. Thank you :)

Please review, if you feel like it. It means the world to me. And let me know if you have any requests, wishes or suggestions. I'm open to ideas.

Love, N