A/N: I'm baaaaaack! You're eyes are not deceiving you! I decided to participate in FAGE: 10 Reborn! This is a wonderful event where you write an anon story! This wonderful story is for my dear friend Annie or Everleigh Allen! Getting you was a dream come true! The prompts I used was supernatural and Edward goes on vacation and find a surprise.

This is unbeta'ed (so sorry...)

I really hope you like it Annie!

EPOV

There was nothing but blue sky as far as I could see. The sky was brilliant, no clouds to mar the sight that stretched before me. My eyes continuously scanned not only the skies, but the navigational instruments before me. Content that I was still on course, I relaxed, enjoying being miles up in the air. It was up here that life seemed simpler. There was no hustle and bustle to get in the way. There were no competing desires and needs that I needed to balance. I finally felt like I could breathe.

I was singing to Fall Out Boy when there was an indication that something was not quite right. Engine warning lights were flashing. I turned off the music and turned my attention to figuring out if I needed to panic. I craned my neck to look out the windows to look at the engines. There was no smoke, so whatever was wrong had to be electronic. In a frantic rush, I ran through all the protocols, when nothing jumped out as the main issue, I sent a radio mayday.

As I listened for a reply to my distress signal, the brilliant blue of the sky was interrupted by thick cloud cover. It startled me as I hadn't seen it coming. I sent out another mayday as I strained to figure out where I was and what the hell was wrong with my plane. A loud noise alerted me to the fact that my problems just got worse.

The plane listed to the left and refused to correct back to level. My arms were straining with everything I had to level out. As I was fighting with the plane the clouds thinned dramatically and the horizon was filled with a large black mass. Praying that it was land, I labored to direct the plane towards it. For a moment the thought crossed my mind that maybe this was how it was supposed to end. After all, what did I have to live for?

But self-preservation kicked in and I managed to point the nose of the plane towards what I was hoping was land. When I spotted vegetation, I knew all I had to was bring the plane in at an angel that gave me a fighting change to survive a crash landing. The tops of the trees scratched at the belly of the plane, the noise bringing me a small flicker of relief. It was short lived as the rock face appeared out of nowhere.

"FUCK!" I screamed and threw all my weight to turn the plane in the vain hope I wouldn't crash nose first. My body jolted around as glass exploded and metal crunched. I hit my head on the control board and then the world went black.

I had no clue how much time had passed when I became aware of my surroundings. My eyes wouldn't open and my body was so sore that breathing nearly killed me. There was a fleeting thought that I should move, why I had no idea. So instead of giving into the thought, I surrendered once again the darkness.

I floated in and out of awareness several times, my eyes always remained closed, the effort to open them more than I wanted to expend. Various parts of my body registered in my conscious; my arms that felt warm, a soft touch on my face, the weight of something heavy on my legs. I could hear sounds, although they were soft and muddled. I wondered why I didn't fear the idea that I wasn't alone. The only answer that made sense was that the noises sounded so comforting.

When I was able to open my eyes for the first time, all I saw was trees, tall with huge leafy canopies that let only filtered light through. It was enough that it hurt my eyes, so I turned my head to the side. My nose smelled the fire before I saw it. It was situated away from me, enough to see it but not feel its warmth. Above it hung a small black pot. I looked to the other side of me, scanning the area for someone else. I knew there was no way I had done any of this, so the only logical conclusion was that someone found me and brought me here.

I tried to use my hands and arms to push me into a standing position, but they were wrapped in the strangest fabric I had ever seen. It looked thin and delicate with a faint shimmer. I tried to pull it off, but it was stronger than it appeared. I strained my eyes over the rest of my body. My chest was covered in what I would swear was moss and my legs were wrapped in the same strange fabric. My perusal of my body and surroundings exhausted me. Knowing moving wouldn't be wise, I relaxed into the ground. I closed my eyes, only wanting a moment to gather my strength, but sleep claimed me once more.

The next time I woke up, I could still smell the fire, but there was also the hint of something delicious. Glancing at the fire, I was shocked when there was someone tending to it. I must have made a noise of surprise, because whomever was at the fire, whipped their head in my direction. The fire silhouetted them, giving them no distinguishing features.

"Oh! You're awake. I was beginning to worry about you." It was a feminine voice, soft and gentle. It reminded me of the noises I had heard when I floated in and out of consciousness.

"Who are you? Where am I? What's wrong with me?" I tried to move again, but person rushed over to my side.

"Don't move, please. You have serious injuries. You need to rest."

The moment they came close, I was stunned speechless. It was a girl, a beautiful one. She was tiny, thin and waifish. Her long dark hair hung down to her ass, her skin shimmered in the diffused light, but it was her face that captivated me. Her face was oval and creamy, but looked as delicate as my grandma's china. Her eyes were a weird grey blue with full lips so red they looked just kissed. She touched my shoulder, a simple gesture asking me stay still.

When she removed her hand, my shoulder felt blazing hot and tingled all the way down to my fingers. I watched as she busied herself with fabric bandages. Every once in a while, she'd pause, mutter a few indecipherable words and then I would feel a comforting warmth.

"I've done the best that I can to help, but I think I'll have to find a healer to make sure I'm not causing further damage." Her voice was even more melodious than I had thought previously. It was so distracting that I almost didn't hear what she was saying.

"Wait? Healer? Do you mean doctor?"

She bit her lip as she turned her unusual eyes toward me. "Doctor? Oh, right, you're human. If that means healer, then yes."

While I understood each word individually, together they made no sense. My mind was so slow on the uptake that I couldn't gather any coherent thoughts. So, I settled for something simple.

"I don't understand. Where am I?"

A/N: That seems a good place to end the first chapter! Number 2 will come soon! Leave me your love!

WVG