Sometimes A Surprise Is Just What You Need

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Central City International Airport

Star Airlines Flight 1623

Highjacker: Fidgeting in His seat, he could feel the nervous sweat dripping down his face. He was suppose to remain cool, calm. If he can just stick to the plan, this would all be over soon, and he would be far away from this life, this city. He was able to get his seat at the front of the plane. Now he just had to wait.

A few rows back, Oliver Queen settled into his aisle seat. He hated flying but he had come to Central City on a business trip, and had really not wanted to drive. He was suppose to have flown on his company's jet, but it had been grounded at the last minute for a minor repair, and Oliver did not want to spend another night in Central City. He was ready to get home. So tonight he was flying commercial.

Buckling his seatbelt Oliver leaned his head back against the seat. He closed his eyes, letting out a sigh, as his mind drifted over the meeting he had attended at Kord Industries. He was starting to feel that the alliance between Kord and Queen Consolidated's Applied Sciences Division was going to be a great fit. He felt that in no time at all they would win the bid with the FBI to supply their agents with top of the line technology and he had no doubt it would be a profitable venture.

As the highjacker wiped the sweat from his brow, he looked up to see two last minute passengers boarding the plane. The hand on the gun hidden in his jacket tightened. Just a few more minutes and they would shut the plane doors and ready for take-off. That would be his queau. He carefully eyed the first lady entering the plane. She had short cropped brown hair, and was wearing a blue blouse with a brown leather jacket and casual slacks. Definitely a business woman, he thought. She settled in across the aisle one seat behind him, stowing her purse under her seat. Then his eyes shifted behind her. Boarding the plane was a very attractive blonde. She had bright blonde hair that fell in waves to her shoulders, and blue eyes that held a hint of mystery. But her dress and her body were what caused him to shift in his seat. She definitely was not a business traveler. Letting his eyes drift down her body, his eyes noticed pert breasts, hidden behind a tight fitting black dress. The skirt hit mid-thigh and his eyes slid lower as he checked out her legs. They were show-cased beautifully by sky-high heels. A silver ankle bracelet twinkled on her right ankle. He licked his lips. As he watched her approach, he shifted again in his seat. He could not get distracted from his mission, but boy would he love to have a piece of that.

Stumbling slightly as she neared him, Felicity almost fell into the highjacker's lap. His arms shot out to grab her, as she gave him a sinful grin. She kept her gaze on him as she retained her footing. He shifted again nervously as he licked sweat from his upper lip. Hopefully she had not felt his gun.

Giving him a wink, she moved to the seat behind him. Her perfume teasing his senses.

Oliver opened his eyes as the last two passengers boarded. He gave an appreciative glance to the blonde passenger, watching casually as she tripped into the guy several seats ahead, giving the guy a saucy wink before taking her seat.

She must have had a few too many drinks in the airport bar he thought, giving a huff of laughter before moving his attention to the stewardess about to go over the in-flight instructions.

Felicity settled into her seat, her eyes shifting to meet the eyes of the brunette who had entered the plane before her, giving her a barely perceptible nod.

Felicity knew Lyla would understand that her nod meant he was their guy, she had felt the gun.

She kept her eyes looking ahead as the stewardess finished the in-flight instructions. She saw Lyla pull her gun out of her purse and secure it at her waist. She liked working with Lyla. The woman was smart and tough, and they had become good friends in the 5 years they had worked together.

Felicity slid her hand to her right thigh. Feeling the knife she had hidden under her dress she tensed, ready, waiting. She knew the plane would never get off the ground.

Lyla glanced around the cabin happy to notice the plane only half full. Good. The less civilians involved, the better. Turning her gaze back to the front she noticed their target shift in his seat. Tensing she took a calming breath.

Suddenly Felicity saw the man in front of her jump up and grab the stewardess, his gun flailing around wildly before he aimed it at the ladies head.

"Ok everyone, I need you to keep your seats. Just keep calm and listen carefully and everyone should get out of here just fine", the man said, tightening his hold on the stewardess, the hand holding the gun shaking slightly.