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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

First she’d been close to a meltdown, I could tell from the look on her face that she was seriously about to freak out. Her reaction to my ‘condition’ was what I expected it to be, we were both perfectly fine though, bumps and cuts that would heal. Instead of making a big deal out of anything, I sat back down beside her, sticking close against her side to keep us both warm. The mountains weren’t too cold, but I knew better than to start letting the chill overtake us before it was even nighttime. Then I realized something, it would be night soon, we needed a fire to keep warm by if we were going to make it, because I wasn’t sleeping in that damned plane. Not about to sleep in there when there were dead people in the cabin, not happening, I’m sorry but no.

Beside me, I could feel the tension and worry just radiating off of Ame, and somehow I knew, that worry wasn’t for us. She’d be worrying about Mark and Glenn at this point, and I couldn’t blame her for that at all. The big men wouldn’t take the news lightly; Glenn would probably freak out more than Mark would. In the end though, I knew that this crisis for them would bring them back together as friends, no matter the circumstances. Maybe that was one good thing that would happen between them, finding their friendship again through a common crisis. Shaking my head a little, I leaned back against the tree behind us, thinking back to the people in my life, the ones who were safe.

Shannon. The name came to me before my dad did, and I felt my heart clench at the thought of what the news would do to both of them. My dad never cried and never worried over anything, but I had a strong feeling that this would break him. Then there was Shannon, my Shannon. We had fought bitterly before I ran off and left him there, I never told him I loved him, never told him anything except that I didn’t need him. Yeah I was wrong, if there was ever a time I did need him, it was now when I was trapped here on this stupid mountain. Because of me, Ame was trapped there too, because I’d asked her to go with me a day early. That was the part that got me; she’d be safe at the hotel with Glenn and the others if I hadn’t been such a baby about everything with Shannon.

“Hey…Amelia?” She turned her head for a second to look over at me; it was rare that I ever used her full name when I was speaking to her. Curling further into Shannon’s shirt, I sighed a little, “I’m sorry for getting you into this mess with me.” A slap upside my head let me know she wanted me to shut up, I wanted to protest, but for the time being I kept quiet. It was as much of an apology and an acceptance as either of us could provide at the moment and I knew it. Closing my eyes, I just sat there and thought about Shannon, he was the first person to come to my mind for the second time, and I wasn’t about to push that away. If we made it out of here alive, I was going to apologize to him and then beg him to come back to me. Yeah I said it, I’m actually going to beg, but I can’t help it, I really do love him.

A little while later, Ame was up and walking toward the plane, making me open my eyes and look over at her, “Ame, where you going?” She just smiled at me and continued walking toward the plane, “Going to find my bags, if I’m going to die out here I am going to die happy and looking at the pictures of Glenn on my phone...If it survived that is.” I let her go for the moment, knowing she wasn’t going to find them in there because I’d already gotten our stuff out of the plane. When she came back out, I offered a light smile and pointed over to our stuff, “I brought them out while you were knocked out. And we’re not going to die out here you know. They will find us.”

She just looked at me for a second before slowly making her way over to the stack of bags and other things I’d managed to drag out. I watched her dig through her stuff and produce her phone before she walked back to the tree and sat down beside me. As was normal for her, the phone was filled with pictures of her and Glenn, Mark, her family, things like that. There was that look on her face that let me know the harsh reality of what could happen was finally setting in with her. For me, I had already had those moments, better they were alone than having to have someone watch me go through them. My first thought was for mine and Shannon’s baby; I didn’t want to lose that child, not my first, not his first. Out of instinct, I rested a hand on my stomach and willed that baby to be alright, no matter what, just live.

I was so involved in my thoughts that I wasn’t paying much attention when Ame spoke to me again, dragging me out of my thoughts. “Hey Reg…catch.” She said before throwing the phone at me, luckily I caught it and raised an eyebrow at her, what the heck did she want me to do with her phone? “Look at it Reg, there’s a signal.” I paused, looking at her and then at the phone, which did have a signal, and then back to her again, “How in the hell do you have a signal in the middle of nowhere?” She shrugged and leaned back against the tree, I was too excited to relax now, her phone had a signal on it! Getting up from my spot on the ground, I hurried over to my bag and dug around through it until I produced my phone. Sitting down beside our stuff, I turned my phone off and popped the cover off the back of it to get to the battery and antenna there.

Ame was looking at me as though I’d lost my mind while I started; appearing to at least, tear my phone to bits. No I wasn’t insane and I hadn’t lost my mind, I’m a bit of a tech whiz though, and I had an idea that I was sure would work. She didn’t look so reassured by it though, not at all, “Reg…killing your phone won’t help anything.” Rolling my eyes, I waved a hand at her idly, “I’m not killing it Ame, I’m going to use the parts to boost the signal on your phone and then we can call for help!” Still, she looked less than sure about that, but didn’t say anything else as she sat there and watched me work with the things. I was a woman on a mission for sure, if I could just get that signal boosted a little more, we could call for help. They could trace the cell signal and pinpoint us; we’d be home before dinner if I could just make it work like it was supposed to work.

Half an hour later, I was holding her phone in my hand; complete with the rigging I’d made up to boost the signal. It was working, two bars of service and I nearly had tears in my eyes as I saw them appear there on the display, “We’re gonna be ok Ame! I got two bars now, we can call them!” She was at my side in an instant, as excited as I was, both careful not to jostle it around too much for fear of losing the signal. Quickly, she dialed the number to the hotel, hoping that someone we knew would answer, that they’d actually be in the room. So many irrational things were running through my mind, hoping that we could get someone, anyone who could help us now. Hell, at this point, I’d die of relief if Helms answered the phone, or even Jeff; they were still able to help.

Shannon’s POV

Glenn hadn’t taken the news well at all, even Mark had handled it better, but Glenn was in shambles now. He had nearly gone through a mental breakdown when he heard, and was now just sitting, staring at the television set. I was sitting on the bed near the phone, Mark was in a chair near Glenn’s and Steve was sitting in the chair in the corner of the room. All I could think about was Regan, and maybe it was selfish of me, but I couldn’t help it. Every part of me wanted to see her again, to see her smiling at me safe and sound where she belonged. If she made it out of all of this alive, I wouldn’t lose her again, there was no way I could handle losing her, I’d die right along with her.

It was useless to ask Glenn if there was any new news on them, he hadn’t said two words since he found out about the crash. None of them had, actually, I seemed to be the only one capable of formulating a sentence, but even then I didn’t want to. The ringing of the phone nearly made me shoot off the bed, it hadn’t run at all since the crash and I just looked at it for a second. Reaching out, I picked it up and brought it to my ear, praying over and over that I wouldn’t hear the voice of some cop telling me they were dead. Hell, if I hear that, I had a fifth story window to jump out of and I wouldn’t care a bit, at least I’d be with her again. Taking a light breath, I spoke, “Hello?” There was a lot of static and then everything went quiet for a second, “Shanny…? Is that you?” I damn near dropped the phone at the sound of Regan’s voice on the other end of that phone, she was alive!

“Oh my God, Regan! You’re alive!” My yelling had the other three men on their feet and crowded around the phone in a matter of seconds. I had to calm down, at least a little bit, taking a light breath, “Thank God you’re ok, and Amelia? Is she safe too? Please tell me she’s alive.” From in the background, I heard the other woman, “Yes I’m alive, you can’t get rid of me that easily, Moore!” Relief more than anything I’ve ever felt before came over me and I was smiling like an idiot, “Where are you? They don’t know where to look, Regan, baby give me anything you have so we can find you two and bring you home.” Silence, that part worried me for a minute, so scared that I’d just lost the connection with her.

A shifting noise and I panicked for a second before Ame’s voice came through clearly, “She’s going to look around to see what might help find us. Said something about calling the cops and telling them to trace my phone signal too and see if that helped.” Nodding, I quickly had Mark on that task, “Are either of you hurt?” She paused and I braced myself for bad things, just in case, “Not badly, no. She’s got a cut on her arm and I have a bump on the head, other than that we’re fine though.” In the background, I could hear Regan’s voice, but I couldn’t make out what she was saying, I hated that. Not that it mattered though, Ame spoke up again a second later, “She can’t see anything but trees, but she says she thinks she saw something to the west of us, if that helps any at all. Um…hey Shannon…can I talk to Glenn please?”

Without hesitation, I handed the phone over to Glenn and stepped away, he sounded as affected as I had when I heard Regan’s voice. Taking a deep breath, I stepped out into the hallway, closing the door behind me. At least I knew now that she was alive, that was what mattered the most, both of them were alive, and they would be home soon. Maybe I had been too hard on her when she came to me about Phillip yesterday; she’d been so scared. Had he really done something to her to make her come running so fast, and in tears too? I’m not an idiot, I know he had her scared for a while, because he’d nearly raped her, but would it still scare her that badly for him to show up out of nowhere? My rational mind said it would and that I’d been the one who wasn’t reacting enough, I felt bad about that.

Sighing a little, I made up my mind to tell her how sorry I was that I’d done that to her, that would be one of the first things I did. The second would be kissing her, hugging her, telling her I was in love with her. After that, well I’m not going into detail, but I want her to feel loved in more ways than one. Don’t think of me as a perv, I’m not doing it just for the sex, I can have Regan like that any time I want her and she agrees. There’s a big difference between love and sex, and I fully intend on making love to her, not just having sex with her. I know, shut up Shannon, too much information, but I’m serious about it! First things first, I’ve got to pull myself together and at least be of some use to the rest of them until we get both of them back in our sight again.
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