Quinn's pov

We were getting out of the car. Colby grabbed our suitcase and sat inside.

"Colbyyy," I whined sitting down

"Whattt," he mimicked

"I want coffeee,"

He groaned standing up and leaving. I smiled to myself knowing that I could get him to do anything for me.

Soon he came back with my coffee and I smiled

"Thank youuuu,"

He sat down next to me and I rested my head on his shoulder. Sam and Kat came too and sat down on my left. Colby was on my right.

"Are you all excited?" Katrina asked

"Not really," I let out a nervous laugh

"Oh it won't be that bad," Sam said

"Sure it won't. I'm just highly unprepared because this is my first trip with you two and knowing you you'll plan something stupid that will get us killed," I joked

"I mean.." Colby said "she's got a point,"

"What?!" I sat up

"I'm kidding," he laughed

"Sure you are," I mumbled

Colby must've heard me because he slipped his hand under mine and rested his head on top of mine that was on his shoulder. He interlaced my fingers and he gripped my hand tightly. I hesitated before letting my fingers down into his hold.

"It'll be okay," he whispered softly

"Are you sure?"

I felt him nod his head.

I must've fallen asleep because I was being shaken

"Quinn. Quinn get up baby,"

I opened my eyes and looked around.

"What happens?"

"You fell asleep," he said "come on let's go,"

I got up, rubbed the sleepiness out of my eyes, then walked with Colby to board the plane. They were two seats so Sam and Kat  sat in front of me. I took the window seat forgetting I was afraid of heights. I sat down and then the realization hit me. I'm on a plane. I looked around. Crud.

"Quinn what's wrong?" Colby asked sitting next to me

"It's just I've never been on a plane before," I said running out of breath "and I'm scared of heights."

"Hey, it'll be okay. I'm right here,"

I nodded "yeah, yeah, right," I kept nodding looking away from him and to the window but I snapped my head down to my lap

"Quinn, Quinn you're going to be okay,"

I squeezed my eyes shut as the memory flooded back to my head.

"Quinn Taylor to the office please," the intercom said

I got up and trudged my 8th grade self to the office.

I walked in and noticed the desk lady with a sad expression. A man was standing with her.

"Quinn?"

"Yes that's me,"

"This is officer James," she said referencing to the man

"What's going on?" I got nervous

"Quinndel you've got nothing to worry about," he said bending down to my level because he was extremely tall

He paused

"Quinn I've got to tell you something," he confessed "your parents.." he trailed

"What about my parents?"

"They umm, they got into an accident. A plane accident."

"Are they okay?!" I panicked

"I'm sorry but no. They've passed,"

I couldn't face it

"No.. No. NO! They.. they can't be,"

"I'm sorry. There was a storm and they plane crashed over seas. We couldn't retrieve the plane or bodies,"

"No!" I broke "no no no no,"

Tears poured down my face as I broke go the floor

"They," I sobbed "No,"

I imagined myself in the plane with them. I imagined dying with them. Planes terrified me. I swore to never get on one in fear I'd die like they did.

"Quinn!" I was being shaken gently

I looked up and saw Colby almost in tears.

"Quinn. You're alright. I promise. You're okay," he pulled me into a hug and held me tight. I started to cry on his shoulder and I heard a soft sob from him "you're okay. You're okay. I'm here okay? You're going to be okay. I'm right here. You're safe." He kept saying as he held me close.