Cornelia Street | Elizabeth Olsen

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I would never fall in love again until I found you, I said I would never fall unless it's you I fall into.

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Lizzie looks at the jet's window absentmindedly, her eyes scanning every cloud she can see. Birds passing by or sometimes she can catch a glimpse of cities beneath them, as she feasts her eyes on the peaceful scenery around them a rough voice interrupts them.

"Miss Olsen?" said the voice, Lizzie's eyebrows furrowed in confusion she turned her head to see the pilot of the private jet, if Lizzie recalls Aliana called him Brian.

The actress smiled, "Yes, I uh…can I help you with anything?" The middle-aged man shook his head and politely tipped his hat in Lizzie's way.

"Nothing in particular Miss Olsen. I just need to introduce myself to you, as Miss Heisenberg's girlfriend and maybe future wife?" Brian smiled warmly, and Lizzie flushed immediately at the thought of being Aliana's wife. It's not like she hadn't thought about that, she does every single night when she goes to sleep and has Aliana's warm body next to her and all she could think about is being married to the woman she had grown to love so much.

"I… wife, yeah," Lizzie awkwardly says, making Brian laugh. "You are truly gorgeous Miss Olsen, I certainly see how Miss Heisenberg is completely enamored by you. I quite haven't seen her look at someone like that." He softly responds with a fond smile and mirth going around his face.

"Look at someone like that?" Lizzie inquired, curious about how Aliana looked at her.

"Like you're the only person she could ever see in the middle of a bustling crowd," Brian says once again, smiling as he sees Lizzie's face flushed in a dark shade of red.

"I haven't see Miss Heisenberg look that lively before and that's because of you Miss Olsen, and I thank you for that." He thanked Lizzie who frantically shook her hands in motion. "No, No— I'm just here…"

Brian laughed again but this time it was much louder. "Looks like I won the bet huh?" Lizzie quirks her eyebrows, "Bet?" Brian nodded his head good-naturedly.

"Yes, some of the higher-ups at the Royal Industries and you know some of the people at her inner circle who knows Miss Heisenberg's face and me made a bet if you Miss Olsen will be allowed to use Miss Heisenberg's private jet. Well, bet $1,000 that you'd be allowed to fly in this magnificent jet. Looks like I'm right." Brian says triumphantly, a smug look on his face.

"You made bets if I'm gonna fly in this jet?" Lizzie asked curiously, greatly amused at the thought of someone betting if she's gonna fly on this jet or not.

"Oh for almighty's sake! Please, Miss Olsen, do not ever tell Miss Heisenberg that we made bets including you. We would bear the brunt of her anger," He shivered as he thought about something. "Just the thought of it makes me shiver in fright."

"Is Aliana that scary when angry?"

"Oh, you have no idea! You know Miss Heisenberg is or has always been calm; she never budges or never flinches. But she's even calmer when she's angry, and that is what's more terrifying, we don't know what's going on in her mind. She could be murdering us for all I know." Brian stated, still shivering from all the memories he had unearthed from the depth of his mind.

"Yeah, that is terrifying," Lizzie agreed, sometimes Aliana's calm attitude scares her. She doesn't know how Aliana is always that calm and she does have a curiosity to know why but will wait until Aliana opens up to her more.

"Wait… Is the jet okay? you're not in the pilot seat?" Lizzie nervously asked, looking around she sees all the flight crew around her and Brian not even budging.