AN: Ummm Hi *ducks dodging the things being thrown at her* Okay, I know I'm really really bad at updating and I don't have a good excuse for it. The only thing I can say is I hope you are still reading and enjoy this update. Yeah...

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot, Flight 86 CRSHD and the kids.

Chapter 4:

*Nathan's POV*

I sat in my dimly lit living room, watching the rain pour and listening to the thunder crash. It was one of the biggest storms I'd seen in L.A in a long time. I was waiting for Jaz to call; she promised she would the minute the plane landed. Their estimated arrival time was over two hours ago and I had yet to hear a word from her or any of the other parents. I hoped that she wasn't still too angry about me embarrassing her at the airport to call.

I looked out of the window again and sighed. I hope my baby is all right. Then, the phone rang. I picked it up before the first ring even finished. "Hello?"

"Is this Nathan McHugh?" An unfamiliar voice asked me. I was immediately worried.

"Yes, this is he. Can I help you?"

"Your daughter was on Flight 86CRSHD, is that correct?"

"Yes, is she okay? Did something happen?" I tried to swallow the lump in my throat. All I wanted to hear was that she was okay. I didn't think I could survive if anything had happened to her.

"I'm sorry to inform you that the plane you're daughter was on did not report to air control and is not on our radar. There was a large storm in the plane's flight path and we believe that the plane has crashed."

I hung up the phone. I couldn't speak. I was in shock. I sat back down in my chair and closed my eyes, praying that this was all a sick twisted dream… no a nightmare. My baby couldn't have been gone. I looked over at my dear, departed wife's picture and tried to hold back my tears. I had lost Monica but I kept going because of Jazmine, there was no way I would make it without her.

Just when I reached over to pick up my wife's picture, I heard an earth-shattering scream. I immediately hopped up from my chair and ran next door.

"NATHAN!" Daley immediately ran into my arms as soon as she spotted me. I squeezed her tightly and started pulling her towards my house. She wouldn't move.

"Come on, Day, we have to get back inside."

She looked up at me. Her eyes were already pink at the rim from crying and mascara was running down her cheeks. "Nathan, they're gone."

"I know. I know." I gave up trying to drag Daley into the house and picked her up bridal style. I carried her into my living room and placed her in the chair I had just been sitting in.

"Nathan, how could this have happened? We should have never let them go!"

I handed her a towel and a blanket. "You're soaked."

Her eyes widened and then she glowered at me. "So? My son is missing! You think I actually care that I'm a little wet?"

Despite Daley's outburst frightening me a little, I sighed and rested my hand on her head. "I'll call the others and tell them to come over." I moved my hand and started towards the phone in the kitchen. "In the meantime, will you calm down?"

"CALM DOWN? How can you expect me to calm down when my son is…" After that, I tuned her out and walked into the kitchen. It's gonna be a long night…

*Jackson's POV*

"I can't believe it." Taylor was the first one to speak once all of us arrived at Nathan's house. Honestly, none of us could believe it. None of us could believe that our kids were gone.

"Maybe, they're fine." Melissa suggested. "Maybe, they got stranded like us."

Eric rolled his eyes. "Yeah," He said sarcastically. "That's what happened. Face it, they're shark chow."

"Stop it, Eric. Nobody wants to hear your negativity." Daley snapped. She was clearly annoyed.

Nathan, who was resting his hand on Daley shoulder, spoke up. "Why should he stop? He's probably right; we're all thinking it."

"Nathan! How can you lose hope like that?" Melissa asked Nathan, shocked.

"Guys!" I exclaimed, breaking out of my usual silence. "Are we seriously doing this? Are you seriously going to argue now of all times? Our children are missing. We don't know if they're dead or alive! I don't know about you, but I wanna find them. I wanna do something more than what our parents did for us!"

Nathan nodded in agreement. "Jackson's right. Our parents sat on their asses while we were missing, letting the police and coast guard look for us. No wonder we were stranded for a month!"

"What can we do?" Taylor looked from me to Nathan. "Any bright ideas? I mean, it's not like we can search the entire Pacific Ocean for them, it's huge."

"Why can't we search the Pacific Ocean?" I turned to look at all of my friends. "I have a boat and so does Eric. We could go looking ourselves."

"I'm with Jackson." Nathan agreed with me again. "It's better than nothing."

Eric stood and pointed at both me and Nathan. "You guys are nuts! What makes you think you're going to find them before something happens to them?"

"Faith…" Melissa stated as she stood to join me and Nathan at the center of the room. "And hope…"

Nathan looked at Daley and Taylor. "Come on guys, I know you want to save Kevin and Justin just as much as I want to save Jazmine and Jackson wants to save Davion and Melissa wants to save Jackie." Nathan held his hand out towards Daley. "Come on, Day."

She smiled and took his hand. She stood, officially joining our unofficial search party. I looked at Taylor, hoping she would take the hint and join us.

She threw up her hands in surrender. "All right, I'm coming." She stood from the couch and walked over to stand beside Melissa.

Eric stood on the other side of the room with his arms folded across his chest, glaring at us. "This is crazy. What happens when you don't find them or you do find them and they're dead. What happens then?"

"We'll cross that bridge when we get to it." I shrugged at Eric. "Come on, man, you can't stand alone and you want to find Erica just like the rest of us want to find our kids."

Eric sighed and pouted before caving in. "All right, all right, but we better find them."

Melissa smiled and rested her hand on Eric's shoulder. "We will."

Daley smiled as well, "Alright, first things first, we need a plan and I think I know one more person who might help us."

*No POV*

All the adults stood in a circle as they watched the red head pick up the phone and dial a number. The blonde looked at her curly headed friend to see if he had any idea who his neighbor was calling. He shrugged in response.

Thirty minutes later, the entire group opened the door and welcomed home a face they hadn't seen in years. Now that the mystery guest had arrived, the youngest member of their little extended family, they could finally plan their search and rescue mission.