Genre: Drama, Crime, Romance, Family, Humor

Rating: M for violence, language and sexual situations

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters featured on the show Castle, they belong to the creator of the show, ABC, and the others who do own them.

A/N #1: Since this chapter is so short I'll be posting the next one in a few hours, so if you want to read that one too then look out for it then!

A/N #2: The title of this story is a lyric from the song Eleanor Rigby by Paul McCartney and John Lennon, from The Beatles album Revolver. The title of this chapter is the title of a song by John Denver.

Leaving On A Jet Plane

Santa Monica Airport

"Go ahead and land, tailwind is easing up so you should have a smooth landing," the man said into his headset. "Slower day today," he commented to his colleague who was behind him

"Yeah but we got another one in Pym," the man said. "Might have to have him circle."
"Not if I can help it," Pym replied. He called to the plane and looked over at his colleague after a second before saying, "He's not answering." He called the pilot and then breathed out when a man responded. "Yes, how far out are you?" Getting an answer he then said, "Go ahead around to line up, we have a plane ahead of you but since he's getting down right now you should be good to go."

"Must be on the phone," the other man said.

"Yeah, I wish they'd pay attention," Pym replied. "I mean, we're not LAX of course…"

Laughing the man said, "Want to head out to lunch?"

"I'll stay until this guy's gone. How's the sky looking?" Pym asked after checking outside with a pair of binoculars.

"Clear as far as the radar goes," the man said with a short nod. "Except for Mr. Phone out there."

Noticing then that he was leaning over to look closer at his radar screen, Pym asked, "What is it?"

"No, just lowered down a hundred feet," the man said.

"Piper," Pym said quickly into the headset. "You're heading down too soon; maintain your flight level-"

Not able to hear the pilot's reply, the co-worker could tell what the answer was still and said, "Turbulence?"

"Yeah but the Piper before him didn't go through it at the same height," Pym frowned. Seeing his co-worker looking at the screen again, he said, "He's up?"

"He's up, holding steady, okay, now he's down," the man said with a nod.

"Here he is," Pym said, spotting the plane out the window as he looked through the binoculars again. He nodded seeing the plane coming down as normal and sat down to watch the landing.

The small plane soon came down and the wheels struck hard on the tarmac before it rolled past the two men in the tower.

"What the hell… Piper, you have clearance on…" Pym started to say as it wasn't slowing down.

"The hell is he doing!" the co-worker yelled as they watched in horror as the plane veered off to the right of the runway, clipping a building before it finally came to a stop, tilted down to its right.

"Call it in Lee, I'm going down," Pym said hurriedly before he ran out of the room. He went down to the tarmac and running to the plane he was able to reach it before anyone else had. He managed to get the door open; hesitating as he knew it should have been locked; before he threw it open. Inside in the pilot's seat he saw a middle aged man who was slumped and looking at him, grasping at his throat as he gasped for air. "Sir, are you okay?" he asked in concern.

The sound of sirens filled the air and Pym leaned over as the man's mouth was moving, trying to speak. He heard the man whispering a name and he stepped back as a firefighter yelled at him to let them get to the pilot. He was starting to walk away but didn't get very far before he heard the man yelling for someone to call the police as the man was dead. He looked back for a moment and then went to the tower where his colleague was sitting still, watching him.

"So he's dead," Lee said, wondering at the expression on his co-worker's face.

"Call the NTSB," Pym said firmly. At Lee's started look he said, "The pilot requested them before he died."