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Reflection	By : SarAndAsh Category: WWF/WWE > Het - Male/Female Views: 2011 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Storme’s POV

I have no idea what happened from one second to the next after the lady came rushing to tell us there was engine trouble. You see, that’s the funny thing about flying, it’s a fucking metal object in the sky, it will fall. I know these things, I hate planes as much as Ame, only I can handle being near the window. My head was killing me and I had a bad feeling of being turned the wrong direction. Groaning a bit, I managed to get my eyes open, bad idea though. I had to turn my head, feeling my stomach do flip flops, and I know I was close to throwing up. By some miracle, I managed not to get sick, but I needed to move, before I did get sick.

Opening my eyes again, slowly this time, I realized that I was hanging nearly upside down in my seat. Carefully, I undid the seatbelt and let myself drop down onto the roof of the plane, landing harder than I would have liked. Pushing myself up onto my feet, I grabbed hold of Ame’s seatbelt to keep myself upright. “Ame…Ame wake up.” Damnit she was out like a light right now, thankfully she wasn’t injured though. Putting one arm around her, I undid her seatbelt with the other, stumbling a bit when all of her weight landed on my shoulders. No, she’s not that heavy, but we were just in a plane crash, not my fault if I’m a little weak on my feet.

Adjusting her a bit, I made my way over to the door and got it opened, stepping out carefully so I didn’t drop her. Walking over to the nearest tree, I sat her down on the ground and leaned her back against the tree. The pilot and the stewardess, I needed to see if they were ok too, then I would get back to Ame. Making my way back to the plane, I stepped inside and went toward the cockpit, stopping just before I got to the curtain. There was a pool of blood sneaking out from under there and I knew someone was dead. Tears welled up in my eyes and I begged my stomach not to revolt against me right now, I needed to be strong.

Reaching out, I pulled the curtain back; the sight meeting my eyes was just too much for me, way too much. Jerking the curtain back, I made it out of the plane before the wave of nausea won against my fight not to get sick. So much for being the awesome CSI I had always dreamed of, the sight of death wasn’t my thing. I made up my mind right there that I was dropping out of that course; I would rather do something safer for me, like wrestling. For the first time since I’d woken up, I realized that I had blood on my shirt. Now that I thought about it, I hadn’t even checked to see if and where I may have been injured, nice going genius.

When I was sure I wasn’t going to throw up again, I sat down and started at my feet, checking for broken bones and anything else. There was a thin, shallow cut on my upper left thigh, but I wasn’t too worried about it. No injury around my stomach and abdomen area, thank God above for that one, there wasn’t even a bruise or a sore place. At least I knew my baby was still safe, for the time being anyway, only if we got out of here. My right shoulder seemed to be where part of the blood was coming from, there was a huge cut happening there. The glass from the window was broken, so I assume that’s how I got cut up the way I did.

Reaching down, I pulled my shirt off and ripped it into long, medium width strips, using a couple of them to bandage up my shoulder. Getting back on my feet, I glanced over at Ame; she was still out like a light it seemed. Walking back over to the plane, I stepped inside, looking around for whatever I could salvage from this disaster. My brain was still working well enough for me to know that we needed warm clothes and some form of food and water. Thankfully, most of our luggage had survived, so we had the clothes we needed and wouldn’t freeze to death out here.
Fifteen minutes later, I had saved everything I could and was sitting beside Ame with my jacket draped over the two of us. Her head was leaned over on my shoulder and I was leaning against the tree. “Reg…? Are we dead?” Glancing over at her, I smiled a bit and shook my head at her, “No Ame, we’re not dead, we’re alive.” She nodded and then sat up a little, looking around and then frowning, “Where’s the pilot and the stewardess?” Closing my eyes, I leaned my head back against the tree behind us, “They’re dead, Ame.” I felt her tense up at my side and I knew the normal Ame had finally come back, she knew what situation we were in now, reality had finally hit her too.

Moving the jacket off of me, I left it around her and stood up, lightly rubbing my sore arm through the sweater I’d put on. It was one of Shannon’s that I had packed in with my stuff, and I was glad I had something of his with me. “My phone didn’t get trashed, but there’s zero service out here, wherever here is. But they should know by now that something is wrong.” Looking back at her, I noticed the panicked look on her face and I walked over, kneeling down in front of her, putting my hands on her shoulders. “Hey, look at me. We’re going to be fine, Ame, we have clothes and food and water too. They’ll find us, it’s just going to take a little time, but I promise that we’ll be ok.”

She looked up at me and calmed down a little bit before nodding, noticing I was favoring my right arm, “You ok?” I had to laugh, letting go of her and nodding as I stood up, sliding my hands into the pockets of my jeans. “Just a cut on my arm, few bruises here and there but I’m fine. There’s also something I need to tell you, Ame.” Turning a little, I took a light breath and then looked right at her, “I’m pregnant.” Her eyes went wide and she nearly jumped up, “You’re what?! Regan Marie Williams! If this is why you ran from Shannon, I will personally strangle you!” Holding up my hand, I shook my head at her, “I only found out this morning, I wasn’t running because of the baby.”

Shannon’s POV

Before Regan ran off, we’d had another fight this morning, and then she’d took off for the airport as fast as she could. I felt completely lousy after a fight with her; it was hell on me when I saw her cry like that. She’s changed so much and I have no idea why, but I’m still so in love with her, really I am. My only hope is that she just needs a little time and then she’ll calm down and things will be good again. Laying here in the bed wasn’t going to solve anything though, I had to get up and deal with my day. If I could find Glenn when he got up, I’d see about catching a ride to get some breakfast or something, maybe he knew what was going on with Regan since she was always with Amelia anyway.

Dragging myself out of bed, I picked up some clothes and went into the bathroom, which looked a little lonely. None of Regan’s stuff was in my room anymore; she’d taken everything with her. What scared me was that I missed her stuff being they’re, missed holding her in my arms every morning; hell everything about her was what I missed. Pushing it aside for the moment, I got dressed, brushed my teeth and then my hair. Walking out of the bathroom, I found my shoes and slid them on, putting my key card in my pocket. Opening the door, I stepped out into the hall and closed it behind me.

Turning, I walked down the hall and went down the stairs into the lobby, noticing some of the guys hanging around. Deciding to see what was up, I walked over to the couch and chairs where they were gathered. “Hey guys, what’s going on?” Cena turned around and looked at me, the look on his face was almost like he didn’t know what to say to me. Frowning a little, I looked over at Shawn, who had kind of the same look on his face. “Ok, I’m not sure what the looks are for, did I do something wrong here?” Shawn stood up and walked over to me, putting an arm around my shoulders and leading me a little away from the group.

“Look Shannon, you didn’t need to find out like this, but you need to know.” He said carefully as he watched me, and I was becoming a bit anxious about what he was going to say. “Alright man, just tell me, I can handle it.” He shifted a little and then ran a hand through his hair, “Regan and Amelia’s plane went down about an hour ago.” I felt weak all of a sudden, like I couldn’t breathe and couldn’t stand up on my own. A second later, I hit my knees in the middle of the lobby; I didn’t give a damn who saw me. Shawn put a hand on my shoulder, not saying anything because there wasn’t really anything he could say right now.

Part of me was terrified that she was already dead, but another part of me wanted to hold on to the hope that she was still safe. She was strong, and she was Steve’s daughter, there was no way a plane crash could kill her. Taking a deep breath, I did my best to calm myself down a little; I needed to tell Glenn, Mark and Steve now. “They’ve got rescue teams out looking for them, Shannon, but it could take some time to find the crash site.” Shawn said carefully and I managed to nod, somehow getting back up on my feet. I didn’t give a damn how long it took them; I wanted her in my arms where I knew she was safe.

I heard a commotion upstairs and then I heard Glenn screaming Amelia’s name and it made me cringe. He must have just watched the news, running a hand through my hair; I nodded a bit to Shawn and then went to the stairs. Taking them two at a time, I hurried to the floor where Glenn’s room was, knowing we all needed to be together right now. Mark and Steve came out of nowhere, apparently everyone knew now. For the first time in my entire life, I saw tears in both of their eyes, and I knew they were scared of the same thing I was. No matter what our differences were right now, the only thing that mattered was Regan and Amelia. Getting them back alive was the only thing any of us wanted.
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