A Sea of Stars
Chapter 1:
It seemed that airplanes liked to crash whenever a Rogers was piloting them. This time, it wasn't Steve, but his granddaughter that he didn't know he had.
Kacie Szabo, the 22 year old from Boston, born and raised. She had a simple and hum drum life, no crazy relationships, or relationships of any kind, but she was fine with that. She wouldn't have any time for a boyfriend anyway, since she spent most of her time immersed in her work, which meant undercover work, interrogations, and reports. Working for the BPD wasn't the easiest job, but it suit her just fine. There were only a few people she liked in the entire division and that was Darcy, the coroner's lab assistant, Justin, one of division's police cops and Channing, her partner. Jack Channing wasn't exactly the sharpest knife in the drawer, but he did have the best instincts, decisions, and heart. But what he lacked in brains, he made up for in looks. He was hot which made most of the squad wonder why he was here in the first place. The only person he's ever told was me. It's because of his mother; she was brutally murdered by the Boston predator when he and his father were at a Red Sox game. He joined the police academy because he wanted to make sure that never happened to any woman again. Kacie knew there was another reason, and that was revenge. The two had become best friends over the years, each person putting their complete and utter trust into the other. Everyone on the squad thought they were in a secret relationship. Those rumors were false.
Channing and Kacie were at the airport after Channing had insisted on escorting her there. She was just about to board when he stopped her, "You better bring me something back from Sweden. I have to deal with some intern for a week while you're gone, so it better be good." With a giggle, Kacie assured him that she would get him something nice. The two hugged, which was surprising since neither was a huggy person, "I'll be back before you know it!" were her last words to her best friend before Kacie was forced to leave for her 10 hour flight to visit her relatives.
A few hours in and the plane was over the Atlantic Ocean and everything up to that point was going smoothly. Then, everything went wrong. A dark man in a tan trench coat a few seats ahead of Kacie got up and walked to the front of the plane, presumably to use the restroom. Instead, he kept on walking past the bathroom, causing suspicion from anyone paying attention, including Kacie. Her hand traveled to her belt where her gun was usually kept, but unfortunately she didn't have it. She couldn't bring her gun on the airplane, even if she was Boston PD. As casually as she could, she made her way to the front of the plane to investigate. When she was almost to the bathroom, she heard gunshots; two, three, four, five, the six, then none. The plane shook unsteadily and it started to go down. Without thinking, she stumbled in to the cockpit. She tried not to throw up at the sight of the two dead pilots and the dead man in the trench coat. Cursing under her breath, she tried to evaluate the damages. The main controls were shot out, as well as the autopilot and the engine controls… THE ENGINE CONTROLS?! The engines were shut down! There wasn't any time to spare; she pushed the limp corpse of the main pilot out of his chair and quickly buckled herself in before taking the yoke(?) in both hands. No matter how hard she pulled, she couldn't steady the plane. She moved a sweating hand from the yoke to the walkie talkie that connected to the P.A. system, "This isn't your captain… stay calm but the plane… the plane is going down and we're going to have to make an emergency landing… Listen to your stewardess'." Kacie threw down the walkie talkie so she could grip the yoke with two hands. Her palms were sweaty on the metal(?) of the wheel to a point where she could barely keep her grip on it. I am going to die. Kacie realized that she was okay with this as long as the people on the plane were saved. The stark white of the mountain got clearer and more defined the closer the plane got to it's doom. She braced herself for the crash, which she most likely would not survive. The plane hit the ice at full force and everything went black.