Sitting up fast you hit your head on a low a low branch. Funny, I don't remember there being trees on planes. You thought, standing up you brushed debris off your tattered dress. Confused as to how you got dirt on your dress you turned to look for your fiancé.

"Hey Charlie-" you froze noticing that you weren't actually in a plane. Feeling your heart beat faster you saw that you were in the middle of a forest. "Charlie!!" You called his name as you frantically searched for any sight of him or the plane. Looking down at your engagement ring you twisted it around, trying your best to ignore the feeling of despair that was threatening to make you scream out in panic,

"Don't panic. Don't panic, everything will be fine." Clenching your fists at your side you felt tears slowly start to leak out. You were in the middle of nowhere. Giving up on any type of sanity you screamed out in the hopes that someone would hear you.

"Help!!!!" You shouted that word over and over, even trying other languages. You stopped walking only to find yourself in the exact same spot, well maybe. "I'm sure there was a log there, and a branch. Who am I kidding I'm in a freaking forest!" You shouted, startling some nearby birds that flew away at the sound of your garbled shriek.

Flopping down on the ground you picked up a twig and begin bending it back and forth until in anger you snapped it. "This isn't funny. You can come out now, I'm officially freaked out!" This had to be a stupid prank, a mean prank but still stupid. Had Ashton Kutcher started punking people again?

"I know you're there!" You shouted hoping to see some cameraman jump out from behind the trees laughing his head off. This would definitely be in the tabloids. You could already see the headline: "Oscar Nominee or Demented Sasquatch." Charlie would have a field day. Where was Charlie? He never left you alone. You laughed to yourself, the minute you get your emotions under control you turn into a babbling, bubbling, emotional wreck.

Wiping away tears you took your jacket off and wrapped it over your legs. You I'd to stay warm. It didn't feel cold, but warm was definitely preferable. Looking up in the trees for a suitable branch, one that wouldn't break you let out a cry of triumph.

Standing up you stood in front of the tree deciding the best ways climb it. "Is it feet or hands first?" You wondered aloud not caring if anyone heard you. Check that, you wanted someone to hear you. Preferably, Charlie.

"Oh well..." You sighed gripping a knot in the tree you began the rather difficult, (easy), climb to the third branch from the bottom. Not too high as to possibly die if you fell off, but not too low in case of wolves.

Jumping at that thought you looked down for any wolves. "I really don't want to run into wolves right now." You grumbled. You were beyond panic at this point you were full on pissed off. 

Taking off your belt you were thankful that it was three sizes too big, and you tied your legs to the tree trunk; pulling a Katniss from "The Hunger Games."

Looking up you saw stars peaking through the canopy of branches. Pulling your jacket tight around you you settled in for a not so good nights sleep.

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A/N: I know I promised that you'd run into some countries in this chapter. Well I lied... Don't worry you'll run into them, and also figure out what exactly happened. Sorry, if this seems a little different compared to other x readers. I'm just trying to make this semi-realistic. Ignore the fact that you were an actress. Cheers!!  :D