Fight for your life

Part 1

After a long night of performing, and an even longer night of drinking, all Danny wanted was to cuddle with Ben and go to sleep. He couldn't get over the feeling in the pit of his stomach that something was wrong. He couldn't put his finger on it, and didn't dare bring it up to the others. He chalked it up to the alcohol mixed with utter exhaustion. Finally making his way toward the bunks, he removed his shirt, tossing it to the floor before climbing in. Opening his arms for Ben. "Mere, baby" he said, sleep threatening him at any moment.

Sam, although extremely tired himself was enjoy in the time with Cameron. He couldn't believe how well things were going in his life now. He was a part of a successful band, that allowed him to tour across the world with his best friends. And now, now he had that special person to share his life with. "You about ready for bed, baby?" He asked Cameron, only to realize the guitarist had already fallen asleep. With a smile, he kissed his cheek, maneuvering himself to lay on the couch, arms wrapped tightly around Cameron's waist. "I love you" he whispered before he fell into a peaceful sleep.

Jake was more than ready for bed when James got up from the couch. With a yawn, and a stretch he got up, following the drummer. He climbed in after James, his arms immediately coming to wrap around his body, to hold him close. Any other time, the two would have stayed up talking till the early morning, but as soon as his head found it's way to rest on James' chest, his breathing evened out and he was fast asleep.

Ben was a little drunker than he'd planned to be, and he was a little sleepier than he ever was for the time, but he was comforted in knowing that he wasn't alone. Danny could barely keep his eyes open by the time he was climbing into the bunk, and Ben couldn't help the crooked grin when he glanced in to see his arms open and waiting for him. Undressing himself down to his underwear, he moved into the bunk, sliding in beside Danny until he was pressed against his chest. Grinning at him slowly, he pressed a kiss to the center of his chest before pressing his face against the side of his neck, laying his arm over Danny's waist. "Sleepy?"

Cameron had been so exhausted that he couldn't actually fathom getting up from the couch. He'd tried to stay awake, he honestly had, but without Sam's distraction, it was a lost cause. As Sam had gone to change into pajamas, Cameron had only intended to lay back for a minute, but instead found himself slipping further and further into the drags of sleep. Shifting slightly when Sam laid beside him, his eyes fluttered, crossing as he tried to open them before deciding to just leave them closed, slurring a quiet "Love you" before falling back to sleep.

James couldn't even express how much he was enjoying have Jake on tour with them. He didn't know how to put it into words, and the more he thought about it, the more he didn't even want to try, because no words could possibly do it justice. Instead he found every available minute to spend with Jake, enjoying his company and getting closer by the day. Tonight, however, James was too tired to even consider staying up, even if it did mean alone time with Jake, what with everyone else passing out so early as well. Climbing into the bunk, he pressed back against the wall to make room for Jake, opening his arms to wrap them tightly around his shoulders. Leaning down to press a kiss to the top of his head, he smiled softly, tracing his fingertips against Jake's back slowly. "'night gorgeous," he muttered softly, refraining from letting anything else slip as he had been doing for the last couple of weeks.

Danny's arms immediately found their way around Ben, keeping him close to his body. He pressed a kiss to his cheek, trying his best to hide a yawn as he whispered "yes" he couldn't remember the last time he'd been so tired and wasn't sure how long he'd be able to stay awake, especially with Ben next to him. His eyes slipped closed and he whispered an "I love you" before he drifted to sleep.

To say it had been a long day would be putting it lightly. Vincent had been running on little sleep for the past few days and now he had another 14 plus hour drive ahead of him. Had it not been for the fact they had to be someone by early afternoon, he probably would have pulled over to catch a nap, but instead he pressed on, wanting to make his destination on time.

The bus was quiet. Quieter than he'd ever remembered it before and suddenly he was finding it hard to keep his eyes open. His eyes slipped closed for what he assumed was only a matter of seconds when he heard the horn and saw the lights. He frantically tried to swerve the bus, narrowly missing a car as he hit a passing 18 wheeler head on. He opened his mouth to yell to the others as everything went black.

The crash seemed to last for much longer than it did in reality. With skidding tires and a roll of the bus, veering off into a ravine, skidding down the hill to a final stop with the front smashed against the rocks of a river bank. Windows shattered and metal ripped with screeches and sparks, the sudden jolting and spinning stirring everyone from their sleep.