*Disclaimer - I don't own Nsync...I personally would not care to own them, that would be far to frightening! I do own some of the characters in here along with my partner in crime, Hell Bent. Plagiarism is against the law.. and there's two of us to fight for this story.. so..please don't do it.. thank you and have fun trying to figure everything out.

"This is too much. It's just too much." Devon murmured to herself as she sank to the floor and pulled her knees up under her chin.

"Devon honey, it's ok. We're all going to be ok." Chris assured her as he sank down beside her and wrapped his arms around her into a hug.

"How can you say that Chris? Five of us are already dead! Who's going to be next huh? We're all going to die here on this stupid island!" Devon said with tears beginning to cascade down her cheeks.

"Four of us are dead." Rachel insisted as she glared down at Devon.

"Calm down guys, this isn't the time for us to turn on each other." Katie spoke up softly.

"It's not a time for us to trust anyone either." Rachel defiantly stood up and walked to the other side of the room.

"What's with her?" Joe asked with a raised eyebrow.

"It's a hard time for everyone. Leave her be." Ashley patted Joe's shoulder comfortingly.

"Did you guys ever read the book And then there were none?" Devon spoke up sharply.

"By Agatha Christie right?" Ashley inquired.

"Yeah, ten people were stuck on an island together. Then all of a sudden they all start to keel over. Kind of ironic don't ya think." Devon snorted stiffly.

"How did it end?" Joe nervously asked.

"They all died, and the killer ended up shooting himself as well." Devon looked up at each person around her.

"We're gonna die here." Katie whispered as she sunk to the floor beside Devon and Chris.

"No, we are not going to die." Ashley said loudly. "We're going to work together and get our asses off this stupid island alive."

"How do you suggest we do that? The phones are out, there's no boat." Devon sighed.

"There has to be some sort of a radio or something they use for emergencies. We are in Florida, on an island. Hurricanes people! There has to be emergency equipment somewhere!" Ashley started to pace as she talked faster and faster as she got more excited at the fact of getting off the dreaded island soon.

"Wait you guys, where did Rachel go?" Joe spoke up.

"Oh damn." Chris muttered as he saw she was no where in sight.

I have no place to run and hide
I have no place to hide, which I like

Rachel sang to herself an excerpt from a song she had heard Mike play a few times before. It seemed appropriate to her as she stalked along carefully in the second floor of the luxurious house.

"You can take anyone else you want down, but you can't take me!" She whispered harshly more to herself for comfort as she entered the room she and Lance had occupied only a few hours before. Her breath caught in her throat as she saw Lance standing there with his back turned to her.

"Lance there you are! Why didn't you come back downstairs, we've been so worried about you!" She said as she walked towards him. He didn't turn around.

"Lance?" Rachel whispered as she closed the space between them even more. All at once with no warning Lance turned around so fast that it caused Rachel to stumble backwards. She found herself on the floor and when she looked up to meet Lance's eyes, there we none there to stare into.

"Oh my God!" Rachel managed to scream before everything went black.

They all heard the scream. Each person looked at the next.

"It came from upstairs." Devon whispered.

"Why did she have to go and leave?" Joe muttered as he too sank to the floor beside his counterparts.

"Shouldn't we at least try to find her?" Ashley suggested.

"No, she chose to leave us. If she wants to be with us again, she can come back to us herself." Chris insisted as he motioned for Ashley to sit on the floor as well. "I think it's for the best if we just stay together. No one leaves unless the rest of the group goes with them. Understood?"

"What if we have to make a bathroom trip?" Joe asked.

"Then we all make a bathroom trip." Chris glared at Joe.

"What, you can be the funny man and I can't?" Joe defended himself.

"This is hardly the time for jokes Joey!" Chris sighed.

"Guys, let's try and get along ok?" Devon murmured as she glanced over at Katie, who had tears streaming down her face. "Katie hon, it's going to be ok." She only received a nod in response.

Rachel woke up with a sore head. She tried to sit up, but could only groan in pain as a tremor ran from her head down her next and through her spine. She opened her eyes to see a great white light.

"Where am I?" She managed to whisper.

"Hey guys, she's coming around." She head a voice murmur

"Rach honey, you ok?" The voice asked her.

"Lance is that you?"

"Yah, I'm here Rach. I didn't mean to hurt you like that baby, I know your head must hurt." His deep voice hit her ears like music.

"Lance?" She managed to whisper as she looked around and saw Mike, JC, and the rest of the "dead" gang gathered around. "Am I in heaven?"

"Something like that Rachel." Mike laughed as she knelt down beside Rachel. "Something like that."

Devon rolled over on her side away from the heat of a body, only to run into another. She groaned and rubbed her eyes, accidentally hitting Ashley who was curled up on one side of her. One downside to having a killer after you was having to be in close confines twenty-four/seven. She glanced down at the sleeping bodies around her, to her left Ashley was curled up leaning again Joe, and to her right was Chris facing the other direction, and where Katie should have been sleeping there was an empty sleeping bag.

"NO!" Devon screamed, waking the others.

"Devon, what's wrong?" Chris asked, sitting up beside her.

"They have Katie, they took Katie! NO! Katie!" Devon began to scream in hysterics.

"Devon, calm down." Chris brought his girlfriend into a hug immediately as he glanced over to Joe who was doing the same to Ashley.

"No, I'm tired of taking this the calm way Chris! It's getting us no where! What are we supposed to do? Are we supposed to just sit here and wait for whoever or whatever to come back and get one of us too? How can we just sit here like ducks and not do anything? I sure as hell do not plan on dying on some deserted island. Now you can come with me, or I'll leave without you all, but I'm getting the hell out of here!" Devon screamed hysterically as she sprinted for the door, leaving a shocked trio behind her.

"Tsk tsk tsk. Not a very smart move Devon my dear..."

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