Magellan Augusta Snow. Private plane pilot and given special access to the US Air Force planes for secret and important missions for the government.

A student in university, she's the youngest of five children who were also named after famous explorers, and smart beyond standardized tests, but it doesn't inhibit her. She was recruited by the US government after stumbling upon a lost relic that opened up a world of treasure and her excellent tech skills. Now, they use her for finding even more treasures that have been lost in jungles, oceans and the most remote places unknown to man.

Laura set the first page of Magellan's bio down on the table. She was a bit scared of taking this role now. In the past, she was cast as the good girl, the southern belle, the safe girl - not the girl who can hack a government with her super tech skills and get away with it. Then again, she was also excited by it.

Magellan wakes up in the quarry after flying into a storm over the Bermuda Triangle

Laura filled up her glass of wine to the brim. She had a feeling she'd be needing every bit of the elixir to get the forty more pages of the bio.

Her skills are much different than the others who were taken. They're natural - doctors, teachers and fishermen. She's technical and wastes no time in asking questions and demanding answers. Among her closest friends in the quarry are Drs. Sarah Harrington and Rory McLaren, who both balance her out.

Laura heard her dad come in from the garage and out of the corner of her eye, and saw him kiss her mother on the temple. While she was 24, and could be living in her own place, with working on First Aid for the past three years and splitting her time between LA and Savannah, Georgia, it just didn't make sense. Now, with her leaving for another continent in a week, the house hunt would definitely be put on hold.

"Hi Laura," her father said in passing.

"Hi Dad," she greeted him in return, her eyes still on the papers in front of her.

She learned the meaning of the name and why the profession was chosen. She learned of the things that shaped Magellan too - her hobbies, her skills, her friends, her love life, or lack of. Laura learned about our feisty-ness and how she mellows around the other Ten, or most of them. She learns of her hatred for Izel and deep inside, Laura is a bit sad about that since she was sure Karen was going to become one of her favorite people. She learns of her even more instant connection with Amunet and how his almost death shakes her to pieces.

"Laura!"

She pops out of reading, blinking more than she usually does at her mom. "Sorry mom."

Ellen pulled a tissue out of the box on the table for her. "You okay, sweetie?"

"Yea," Laura took it, blotting her eyes. She honestly didn't even know she was crying over it at all. "This isn't even the script and it's intense."

"I'm kind of afraid of when you do get the script," Ellen patted her knee. "Dinner's almost done."

She hoped and prayed the script was this intense, because she loved it. Sure, First Aid, had been intense in some parts - mostly during the many love scenes, but this was intense on a whole other level. And she loved it. It was like nothing she had done before.

His highlighter was almost empty, and it was brand new. Shaking it violently in the air, Ross ignored the snickering from Ryland who was doing nothing but watching him study his role like Rydel studied for her chemistry finals, and currently inhaling the last of the giant sized Cheerios.

"I've never seen you study this hard."

"Same," Ross looked up from the papers for just a moment. "This guy isn't like any other character I've played. Just listen," he skimmed back a few pages to the facts about Dr. Rordan "Rory" Atlan McLaren, the holistic doctor who disappears from The Gate of the Gods in Peru after getting some children back on the road to health.

Clearing his throat, he read the bio word for word to his youngest sibling. He told him about the doctor who was Irish in heritage and went to school for his profession for years before the faith of modern medicine failed him. Ross told him about the physician's broken heart from a failed marriage and how living in the South American country healed him. Dr. McLaren had been held at gunpoint, kidnapped by cartels and held for days without food, and how he survived it all by believing in not just one, but many Gods. Ross even told him that McLaren was supposed to fall for Magellan, too.

"Well, that part will be easy."

"That's all you took from all of that?"

"Well, yea. Laura is Magellan," Ryland said, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"Get me another highlighter," he tossed the pen at his younger brother and rolled his eyes, choosing to ignore his comment. He could not let him, or anyone else, see him agree full heartedly.

Ross read on, getting even more into the character than he expected when his phone beeped with even more congratulatory messages from the friends and family. Since the conference earlier in the day, and his reunion with Calum, his phone was one popular little gadget. This particular one was from Chris, sending his congrats as well.

I hope this movie makes you run even more

Ross smirked and could predict that it would. It definitely would.

The sound stage was exactly the same as the last time he was here. The only difference? There were no walls around the Christmas decorations. It was all out in the open and to be honest, it was really refreshing. They were months and months away from the annual holiday, but any kind of Christmas or holiday songs would always get him in the mood. Humming "It's Beginning to Look A Lot Like Christmas" in the lowest tone he knew, Ross filled up his cup with the blackest coffee he found and inhaled the aroma before things got started. He nodded to Gale, who arrived after him and was listening to Beth Reisgraf, who would be playing Kytla, talk about her character with such energy. It seemed everyone involved in this project was excited about it and it made him happy he was just a little piece in it all.

"Ross," a deep male voice called and he whipped his head away from Beth for just a moment. Gale approached them both, giving Beth a pleasantry kiss on the cheek before turning back to Ross. "I heard your brother is singing up a storm across the lot."

Ross blushed at Gale's statement and rubbed the back of his neck. "Yea, that's him. Getting his song and dance on in Grease."

"Wait, they're remaking that?" Beth asked, a bit surprised.

"Yea. My oldest brother Riker is playing Putzie."

"Woah. If I was just a bit younger, I would totally take Sandy on. I love that movie."

"And you would rock it Beth," Gale complimented her, picking up some food from the table. "Wait, is Milo here yet?" he looked around and got the confirmation he needed from Ross's shaking head. "I saw the way he ate yesterday. Better stock up."

"Ooo, good idea," Ross got in on that game, taking one of the bigger plates instead of the small.

The rest of the crew and cast came in and most were getting in their seats, wanting and excited to get things started. Ross smirked as he saw Laura going to town on a croissant that was loaded with a mountain of jelly inside of it and flipping through the script in front of her. Then he saw the size of the script. Alex was not kidding yesterday at the conference when he said it was thick. It was physically the size of a 300-page book and he was really praying most of that was scene set up. Taking his seat across from her, he nudged her foot under the table or at least tried to before he realized that not only did he look like he was slipping away from his seat, but also that she was sitting on her actual feet on top of the chair. A hot pink highlighter in one hand and a pen in the other, Laura was going to town on the script picking out all of Magellan's scenes. He could already tell that her storyline was the biggest one of all.

Popping some of the grapes in his mouth, Ross started on the script himself and pulled out the yellow highlighters from his inside pocket of his jacket. After running out last night with his other yellow highlighter, he brought extra just in case and as much as he wanted to dive right into the papers in front of him, he was more tempted about how good her croissant tasted. Reaching over the table, he took a chunk off and put it in his mouth.

"I saw that."

"That was good. Where's mine?"

"You have fruit right in front of you Ross."

"You stole my fries yesterday."

"Because you weren't eating them."

"I was, I just was saving them for after my sandwich and when I went to eat them, almost half of them were gone."

"Serves you right," Laura spat right back, her highlighter crashing down on the script as she put her hair up into a quick ponytail before snatching an orange slice from his plate.

"Is this how you two always are?" Jenna's very polite British voice asked. "If it is, it's adorable."

"Yea, we've heard that before," Ross laughed.

"So, so many times. Five years apart and we're still an old married couple."

Pink highlighter back in her hand and yellow in his, they all went back to their scripts and Ross glanced at Milo as he quietly slipped in next to him before Stevenson grabbed his own seat in the middle of everyone.

"Good morning people. I hope everyone is in the mood for Christmas," he joked, getting some laughs out of most of them. "We're going to get started in just a few moments, but first, we just filled up the last roles late yesterday, so let me introduce Margarita, Harrison, Chen and Gavin as our four guards, Rigby, Stone, Watson and Roberts."

Claps sounded off the sound stage with nods and hellos going to the last four actors to join the picture.

"Okay, scene 1, let's do this."