Tough Love [COMPLETE]

#13

Warning ;) Large chapter <3

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Luis~ 

"Is the plane checked?" Christan asks me when I get into the cockpit.

I nod. "Checked the wings twice.." 

"Twice?" 

"You never know... things fail." 

"So do the engines." 

"Let's get this day over with, I can't wait to stay in that Scottish hotel." 

"Same!" He chuckles.

We go over checklists and secure everything before I'm up in the air again, when we are higher in altitude, I look at the clouds and sigh...

"You're not feeling too good, are you?" Christan asks.

"I'm good, just life." 

"Usually I try to forget it during flying, it's peaceful out here." Christan looks out.

We exchange words, and what not... 20 minutes into the flight, I'm in need of a change of view. I tell Christan I'm going to the cabin and exit the cock pit, I nod at the cabin crew and pass through the rows of people to the back. I smile at each one as usual, I couldn't change the mood in front of them. 

I close the curtain and lean on the wall, closing my eyes. I couldn't really get the thought of her out of my head, I am a bastard, why did I chase her away, when she was it for me? 

When I'm done thinking for a minute or two I make my way back into the cock pit, I notice the flight attendants leaning away from the cockpit door and I frown, and lean towards the head attendant. 

"Are you okay?" 

"... There's a break in, someone burst in... he's with Christan." She whispers.

I am shocked and quickly take action. "Get everyone to the back on the plane, right now." 

"Yes, Captain." 

Her and the rest of the crew take action and I go inside the cockpit, I'm faced with Christan pinned against the wall, the hijacker has a belt strap against  his neck.

"Put the belt down." I tell the passenger. "Sir.." 

"Fly this plane to Turkey, or I'm going to kill him!" He shouts.

I go to the controls. ".. We don't have enough fuel for that distance." 

"Then get the fuel!" 

"Calm down..." I say, and sit down, I take a breath and look straight ahead. "I'll radio in." 

"You touch the radio, and I'll blow up that trashy place you call Frankfurt Airport!" The man yells.

I widen my eyes... "You.. have bombs in the airport?" 

"Fly to Turkey, and the people won't be hurt!" 

I shake my head at him. "If we attempt to fly, we'll run out of fuel, we'll fall out of the sky." 

"DO IT NOW!" 

I nod. "Alright, I'm doing it... I'll need my partner to fly the plane.. let him go." 

Christan comes to sit next to me, rubbing his neck. "What's our plan." He says with a rough voice. 

"We.." I take a glimpse of the man. "Fly where he wants to go.." I swallow roughly. "We follow protocol." I add.

"What about the airport?" Christan asks when the man doesn't notice, he's gone to the cabin.

"If we radio in, I bet he'll blow it up... I don't fucking know.." I glare at the controls.