Fear of Flying- a Michael Jackson fan fiction

It's about survival

With only a few hours of daylight left they continued to access their situation. Their first priority was to look for a place to make some sort of camp away from the fuselage. They found a nearby lake and thought that would be a safer place to be rather than near the plane. With fuel leaking from the plane they were concerned about starting any sort of fire near the crash site. Soon it would be cool, once the sun would set and they would need to somehow start a fire to keep them warm. Dragging as much as they could near their camp, they then went to move the two passengers. When Amanda went to check on the two injured passengers, the businessman had already passed so she moved over to the flight attendant. Her pulse was weaker but at least for now she was still alive, so they moved her into their new camp and wrapped her up in blankets.

Amanda found one of the safety instruction cards. She read through it to see if there was any information on items on the plane that might be of use to them. It was then she read that there was a life raft in the ceiling above the galley.

"Mike, come here. It says there's a life raft on the plane. Maybe we can use that as some sort of tent to sleep it."

He grabbed the safety card from her hands.

"Come on and help me see if I can find the damn thing."

Working together, they went back in and found where it was located in the ceiling and pulled it down. Michael dragged it over by their campsite and activated the raft. As it expanded it actually made a perfect shelter once they threw in all the blankets and pillows. They dragged a few broken plane seats over and sat down and looked at what they had done. Amanda checked on the woman and she had passed while they were working on their camp which didn't surprise Amanda. Her injuries were too severe.

"Mike, she's passed. Can you help me move her back by the plane?"

"Sure."

Together they carried her back to the plane, placed a blanket over her and said a prayer. Silently, they walked back to the camp and sat down. Michael put his head back and let out a sigh as everything started to sink in.

"I think we've done all we can. Now we just sit and wait for help to arrive or die. Amanda what do you do? All along you've known how to take care of our injuries. Are you a doctor?"

"No actually I'm a critical care nurse. I work in the ER so you could say I've been well trained in handling injuries."

She then started to cry.

"I thought maybe I could at least save those two but their injuries were too severe."

He went over to her, sat down next to her and pulled her into his chest. She had been strong through everything but once they sat down she broke down.

"You've done everything you could don't blame yourself."

He got up and started picking through the beverage cart and came back with some soda and some cheese and crackers. He walked over to Amanda and handed her a drink and the trays of food.

"Well at least we have more than peanuts and pretzels for awhile. You can thank first class for this fine upgraded food."

They sat down and ate in silence. Michael reached into his jacket and looked at his cell phone. Not having any signal, he turned it off in an attempt to save its battery. He tried to break the silence and make conversation.

"So Amanda tell me about yourself. Are you married? Do you have any children? What brings you here to this fine dining establishment?"

"No I'm not married and I don't have any children. I was headed to Denver to assist in one of our ER's with training. What about you Mike?"

"You really don't know who I am? I guess my career really has taken a nosedive afterall. I'm Michael Jackson. You know the singer... I'm not married anymore and have 2 children. I was headed to Denver for a meeting."

She stared at him and then she turned beat red.

"Holy shit you really are Michael Jackson. I didn't recognize you. Your eye is swollen shut and you've had that hoodie on the entire time. I cant believe I didn't recognize you or even your voice. Your voice is a lot deeper then I've heard in interviews."

"Yea this is the stripped down, real me. This is my real voice. Before you is the person no one ever sees. You've seen me at my worst and hopefully you can see me at my best. I'm ashamed of my behavior."

"Well you were quite an asshole earlier. I like this version much better."

He was amused that she actually called him out and stood up to him. No one, let alone a woman, had ever done that to him. He had to give her credit, she certainly had balls.

They decided to go to bed. It was getting cold and they hadn't figured out how to start a fire. They hoped at least in their tent they could stay warm. Michael grabbed his suitcase and pulled out his sweater and handed it to Amanda. He then pulled out his pajamas and handed a pair to her.

"I thought at least these might feel more comfortable then the jeans we are wearing. Take my sweater it will keep you warm. Tomorrow we will look for more suitcases and hopefully we can find yours until then you can share my stuff.'

They both changed and climbed into the raft. The raft was about 10x10 so they both set up their sleeping places on opposite sides giving each room for privacy.

"Goodnight Amanda."

"Goodnight Michael."

A few hours later they both woke up shivering. The temperature had dropped drastically. Amanda was freezing. Her teeth were chattering and her body was shaking uncontrollably. Michael wasn't faring any better.

"Michael its so cold I cant get warm."

"Amanda come over with me and lets try sleeping together. Our body heat will keep each other warm. I promise I wont try anything and will be a perfect gentleman. This is about survival.'

She grabbed her blankets and cautiously crawled over to him. She still didn't trust him. They moved to the center of the raft. He pulled her body into his, then pulled the thin blankets over both of them and wrapped his arm around her. She kept shivering and finally she started to warm up and her body began to relax. He was right, their body heat kept each other warm. She finally fell asleep and so did Michael.