AN: Honestly, I have no idea how to continue this story. But I shall try my best.

Enjoy!

There was a yell towards the front of the plane, followed by another BANG! A woman's scream was heard, with children now crying.

The voice from before came back on again. 'Ah, bloody hell, mate! I told you folk not to make a rash move!'

Shinichi looked around from his seat carefully, looking for potentially armed passengers. Unfortunately all the gadgets Dr Agasa gave to the brothers were left in the cargo hold for security reasons, so that was not an option.

'He's British.' a whisper said.

Shinichi turned to look at his brother, who's face was still as pale as snow. Even through the panic he was probably going through, Conan was picking up details.

Conan was going to make a brilliant detective.

Panic...

Suddenly an idea sparked in his mind. Not good enough to rescue all the hostages and leave the Zenauds arrested, but still a decent idea.

'Help! My brother's having a panic attack!' Shinichi yelled out. Immediately a few people got up.

'Okay, possible suspects...or just helpful people'

They began heading towards Conan, when two men got up with their guns out.

'Bloody bastards! Get back in your seats!' one of the men ordered. All except one obeyed. A lady continued to walk towards Shinichi, the gunmen completely disregarding her.

'Ok, got one of them...'

The lady kneeled and looked at Conan. 'Hi hon, I need you to take deep breaths. Can you do that for me?'

As Conan began to take deep breaths, she whispered to Shinichi. 'I recognise you. The high-school detective who solves the toughest of mysteries. I heard you helped with the downfall of the Black Organisation.'

Shinichi merely nodded, glancing at the gunmen. They didn't seem to hear their conversation.

'Okay, can you count back from 100 for me?' she said to Conan, before whispering again. 'My name's JJ. I've worked with Jodie in a co-op mission. Infiltrated the Zenauds since last year. I know this is all sudden, but with about 120 lives at risk, I need all the help I can get.'

She looked back at the gunmen cautiously, before carefully handing a pistol to Shinichi. He accepted. 'From what I heard, you're a good shot aren't you?'

Shinichi nodded back.

As she backed away, the voice returned to the intercom. 'Well you guys are a lucky bunch aren't you? Since the plane is low on fuel, we are going to land at... LAX airport. What kind of crappy name is that? Lax? Anyways that means some of you are going to be released. Children and the elderly can go first (because I'm such a gentleman) and we'll see about the rest!'

AN: Yeahhh... that's a crappy end. Ummm...

Until next time?