Flight

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Its been a couple days now since that dinner. That morning I woke up and Lucifer was gone.

We went back to normal. Well, he did anyways.

I've hung out with Ivan and Isabella, Lucifer has been distancing himself.

After getting a shower, I get dressed. I leave my natural wavy hair down.

I put on the usual makeup as I hear a knock at my door

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I put on the usual makeup as I hear a knock at my door.

Opening it up I see Ivan.

"Oh, hey Ivan." I smile up at him. "Lucifer wants to see you in his office." He looks me up and down licking his lips. "Okay." I reply.

I walk passed him as I head up to Lucifers office.

"You wanted to see me?" I inform him leaning against the door frame.

"Yes, come on in." He motions me to come closer.

I shut the door walking towards his desk taking a seat.

"I have to fly to Brazil, they've caught the rat and I have to go deal with him...meaning you have to come with me." He glances at me than taking a sip of his whiskey.

I have to go on a plane? I've never been on a plane? The take off seems so scary. Im going to puke.

I can feel my stomach twisting.

"Something the matter?" He questions me. "I just, I've never been on a plane...I'm scared of them." I admit.

"You have nothing to worry about, it's my private jet, I've flown it many of times my pilot is the best." He assures me. "Trust me." He looks into my eyes. "O-okay.." I hesitantly say.

"Now my maids have already packed luggage for you, and we have to leave in about 5 minutes so let's go." Lucifer says finishing his whiskey.

"Wait what?! We're leaving right now?!" I look at him with wide eyes.

"Yes and Isabella and Ivan are coming with us, their already by the car so andiamo (lets go)." He ushers me out of the office.

"Wait! I need to grab one thing!" I shout and run to my room.

I grab ahold of my small first aid bag. My mom packed it for me when I was 10. Yes I still have it. I never knew when I needed a banded, or rubbing alcohol or cotton swabs, you get it.

I go outside as Ivan and Isabella are in one SUV and me and Lucifer head into the other.

Sitting inside I nervously shaking my leg.

I notice Lucifer glance over at me. "Angel, your fine Ive done this a million times." He assured me. I nod my head.

A couple minutes later we arrive at the jet. Im going to shit myself.

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