When they reached the prone figure in the sand, Melanie had to do a double-take. The man on the ground was a mirror image of the one next to her.
"Who is this?" She said, as Alex rolled the man over and began to check his vital signs.
"He's my brother, Sebastian -- my twin brother. We've got to do something."
"I know CPR." Melanie said and prepared to put her lips to the man's mouth.
"So do I." Alex said and pushed her back, but Sebastian was already coming round. He coughed and spluttered while his brother anxiously watched him.
"Are you okay, bro?" He said. "God, you had me worried there! I thought you hadn't made it out of this thing alive."
"Melanie, Sebastian, thank God you're okay!"
"Whoa there, little bro. I'm Alex, you're Sebastian." The brother on the sand looked confused.
"Stop kidding around little bro, it's not funny. Melanie, are you okay?"
How could he also know her so well? Melanie's head was spinning again. Not one, but two completely gorgeous men seemed to be on first name terms with her.
"I'm okay... uh, Sebastian--"
"I'm Alex." He corrected her.
"Now who's kidding around?" The other brother said. "Come on Sebastian, don't confuse Melanie--"
"This isn't funny Sebastian; we just survived a plane crash so just knock it off already!"
The first brother drew back. He looked concerned, afraid.
"Okay." He said. "This is kind of scary. Just tell me bro; exactly who do you think you are?"
"My name, as you well know, is Alex." Storm clouds were gathering on his face. "Now quit it before I get angry."
The hot sun beat down on Melanie's head as she watched the absurd to and fro between the brothers. Her headache returned, pounding the inside of her skull.
For the second time today, everything went black and she was gone.
When she came to, she was cradled in broad strong arms -- four of them.
She looked around her and recognized the palm trees, the golden sand, and the sound of softly lapping waves. She was still there. This was no dream.
Alex (or was it Sebastian?) was looking softly into her eyes with infinite love and concern.
"Are you okay?" He asked.
"Who are you?"
"I'm Alex."
"No, he's Sebastian."
"Shut up already!"
"Please just stop! I don't care what your names are. Just tell me what I'm doing here and who you two are. Then you can figure out what to call each other, because what I'm thinking now is Jerk One and Jerk Two."
The men glared at each other and then one of them took the lead.