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"-incident that required military extraction, not to mention you kidnapped a relative of the man we are trying to catch for murder!" Is the first thing Diana heard as her mind awoke, "Once we land in Spain we'll take sleeping beauty here into federal custody. C-9 transport will take you back to Alabama" a different voice spoke.

"I'm not going back to Alabama!" Voller shouted "And you are not taking Ms.Ravenwood anywhere". Diana moved her head a bit, the headache worsened with the loud tone of his voice. She felt that whatever she was leaning against was warm and comfortable, but as she relaxed further she was moved to lay down on something else. "You're a piece of work Doc" she heard the same female voice from before, opening her eyes she saw a woman a brown vest ripping her arm out of Voller's constricting grasp.

In an instant he launched forward and grabbed her gun out of her pocket. Klaber then sprayed her in the eyes with pepper spray knocking her onto the couch. Diana's body and mind woke up in an instant as it flew into fight or flight mode. Mauke took out the main pilot and threw him out the plane, up and ready Mason chopped at Voller's arm.

He covered his face as Klaber held up his gun and shot her in the chest. Diana yelped alerting Voller of her awakened state, before he could get to her she scrambled off the couch towards the agent. "Stay with me" she ripped off her scarf and used it as a gauze to apply pressure.

Mason's shaky eyes met hers, "Jones" she muttered. "Ravenwood" Diana corrected still focusing on the wound. She knew in her heart this woman wasn't gonna make it, it was still a 3-4 hour ride and she had no medical supplies here other than a basic first aid kit. Mason took her last breath before falling limp. Diana's eyes faded a bit with the agent's, this wasn't her first death as a doctor but it felt different. A little because she knew she couldn't save her but mostly due to the fact that she was with her killers.

Diana stood up and stared down at her bloodied hands. In an instant she felt dizzy, like the room was spinning and tilting. Her legs gave out as she stumbled off to the side, Voller reached out to grab her arms but she slapped them away.

He cleared his throat and took a step back to give her some space. "You're awake, how's your head?", Diana sat back down "Fine".
Voller sat next to her while noticing Klaber to go to the front with Mauke.

"The moment this plane lands I'm going back to America" Diana grumbled, Jürgen felt his heart crack a little at her words. He was hurt but he was also frustrated.

"You were willing to go with a complete stranger to another country just a few minutes ago, what's changed?"

Diana scoffed "I was going to study the dial, the thing my uncle dedicated his life to, with Prof.Schmidt of Alabama university"

She looked around the pit "Instead I'm on a plane with a crazed Nazi doctor, an ex-boxer looking giant and some rouge American?" She glanced at Mauke and Klaber who just shrugged. "So excuse me if I'm not exactly delighted to be here" she slumped back in her seat, "You will be" Voller muttered. "Doubt it" Diana rolled her eyes letting him know he wasn't as quiet as he thought.

"You're wearing my patience thin, Diana"

"Dios no permita que haga eso" Diana glared at him, "You know Spanish, Doc?" Klaber asked. Voller glowered "No, that's why she's speaking in it", "Imagina no saber español siendo un profesor internacional" Diana covered her smug smile with her fingers.

"I know Spanish" Mauke raised his hand surprisinging everyone, "¿tú haces?" Diana narrowed her eyes not buying it.

"Sí, mi mamá es hispana"

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