Author's Note: March Break starts today! I'm so relieved. And nobody worry, I will explain EVERYTHING that seems weird in this chapter. Well, at least everything that wasn't clear in the last chapter. Sorry. The whole Shelbourne-now-pilots-the-plane was a last minute idea. I originally planned for something else, but that something else might still come up…
The Codes sat there with frightened looks on their faces. Code 3 finally pulled out some aspirin and dumped half the bottle into his mouth. Code 4 grabbed a paper bag from the pouch in the seat and began to take deep breaths into it. Code 2 was sitting there calmly. Finally he got up and the Codes all stared at him with wide eyes. He walked down the aisle, but suddenly the plane jumped violently and he slammed to the floor. Code 2 raised his head from the floor and then got to his feet.
"PATRICK! GET BACK IN YOUR SEAT!" Code 4 screamed over the screeching of the plane's engine. Code 2 stared at her, when she called him by his real name. But he ignored her and began to move to the front of the plane.
"Oh, the jerk!" Code 4 took her seatbelt off and moved to the front of the plane. Code 3 and 5 watched her go. Then Sam got up too.
"HEY! Where do you think you're going?" Code 3 snapped at her and unbuckled his seatbelt too.
"Just to see where they all went!" she snapped back and Code 3 narrowed his eyes. He figured that Sam couldn't escape from the plane anyway. So he sat back down and Sam moved to the front of the plane. Suddenly the plane tilted back and Sam found herself slipping back. She screamed and caught hold of the nearest thing around. When the plane lurched forward riskily, she stumbled and fell back.
The plane was now tilting back and forth and swiveling around wildly. Some passengers were screaming. Sam got up and clutched her head with her hand. When she moved her hand away to grab hold of something, she realized her hand was smudged in blood.
"This is even worse than being kidnapped last time! At least last time it was a helicopter! This is a PLANE up so high, that if we crash, we're dead!" she muttered to herself. Thunder crackled outside and the plane was moved away by some strong wind. She finally made it to the front of the plane and peeked into the captain's cabin.
"WHAT THE HELL, SHELBOURNE? WE ARE GOING TO GET A THROWN INTO JAIL AND SENTENCED TO DEATH!" Code 2 shouted at Shelbourne. Sam saw that the two were beating each other up. She gasped when she saw the pilot lying on the ground with blood oozing out of his chest. Then Shelbourne hit Code 2 so hard, that Code 2 flew across the room and hit the floor. Then Shelbourne grabbed the steering wheel again and steered the plane left.
"Do you even know what you're doing?" Sam demanded and came up behind Shelbourne.
"Yes. I can pilot a helicopter and know a few tricks with the plane controls." He snapped.
"Do you realize that—?" Sam began, but she was cut off. Shelbourne pressed the 'Auto-Pilot' button and then spun around to face her.
"Go back to your seat or I'll inject you right now, right here." he replied coldly.
"The injection set is back in the headquarters." Sam crossed her arms over her chest, but took a careful step back.
"Ah, you think so? Ha, well what do I have here?" Shelbourne sneered and pulled out a small bottle with black liquid and a syringe. Sam gasped and took another step back. But she fell over and Shelbourne towered over her. He dipped the syringe into the bottle and then advanced at Sam with an evil grin on his face.
"Want to become Code 7?" he asked and cackled. Sam's eyes widened. She wished she was home. She wished Flint was here.
"ALBERT! NO!" came a scream and suddenly Code 4 jumped and knocked Shelbourne over and the syringe flew out of his hand. Shelbourne fell backwards and Code landed on the floor next to him. She got up and dusted herself off.
"ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR FREAKING MIND, ALBERT?" she snapped.
"Angelica Rita O—" Shelbourne got up and came over to her. He had just realized who she really was. Only now. Maybe because he had never looked at her face when he came back to The League. But he was confused. How did she come here?
"DON'T YOU DARE SAY MY NAME!" she shouted and stormed away. As she left, she grabbed Sam's arm and led her after her.
"And besides, your daughter is dead!" Shelbourne shouted after her. Instantly, Code 4 stopped in her tracks and turned around.
"Marie?" she whispered and her eyes widened. Shelbourne glared at her and then went back to piloting the plane. He switched 'Auto-pilot and steered the plane around. Then she let out a cry that was heart-breaking. Code 4 collapsed to the floor and Sam watched her. She remembered what Flint told her. Marie was Shelbourne's daughter. So that probably meant that Code 4 was Marie's mother and Shelbourne's wife. Oh god.
"When did this happen?" Code 4 screamed at Shelbourne through her tears and sobs.
"10th grade." Shelbourne replied and ignored Code 4's cries.
"Code 4? Let's go." Sam took Code 4's arm and led the sobbing Code back to their seats. Code 4 nodded and followed Sam. When they reached their seats, Code 3 and 5 looked at Code 4 and Sam.
"We are getting off this damn plane." Code 4 snapped and grabbed her purse.
"Huh? Why?" Code 3 demanded.
"We are flying above France right now. So, we should get the parachutes and jump out from the emergency exit." Code 4 replied and clenched her hands at her sides. Code 3 got up and said he'll go and get their 4 suitcases. Code 5 grabbed his red backpack. Grumbling under her breath, Code 4 opened the overhead compartment and was pulling out the duffel bag. Then she motioned Sam and Code 5 to follow. As Sam followed her stomach churned. She was about to parachute off the plane. Then she looked over at Code 4. Tears still streaked down Code 4's face.
"Shelbourne is the world's biggest bastard." Code 4 growled under her breath and began to search through her small purse. Sam stared confused, until Code 4 pulled out a few tiny packets. The packets were wrapped in plastic. She unwrapped each one and Sam saw that each transformed into backpacks. Code 4 handed one to Code 5 and Sam.
"Uh, how did you get these?" Code 5 asked and put his backpack on his shoulders. Nodding, Sam had the same question.
"I invented them. When we jump out of the plane, listen for me to yell out 'OUT'! Then you pull the string on the side of the backpack and the parachute will come out." Code 4 explained. Soon, Code 3 came with the luggage and they all put on their backpacks.
Confusion spread through Sam's head. How were they supposed to jump out with the luggage? Where going to jump without helmets? What about landing? What if the parachute didn't come out?
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The taxi doors opened and Flint hopped out of it. He raced down the sidewalk and into the JFK airport. Just yesterday, he had run to New York Harbor and got on the next boat to ChewandSwallow. When he came home, he packed his backpack with clothes, and a bunch of stuff he might need. Steve was very excited to see him.
"STEVE!" he cried out and jumped around Flint when he had entered my lab.
"Not now, buddy. Sam has been kidnapped. I have to fly to Paris and save her!" Flint raced around his lab grabbing things he might need. When he passed his invention under the white cloth, he gulped. When was he supposed to finish the invention? But he ignored the invention and ran to his secret stashes of food. Thankfully, Steve hadn't found them.
He refilled Steve's food bowl and patted Steve on the head, as he ran out of the lab.
"I'll see you soon, Steve." He called over his shoulder. But Steve ran after him and caught him by the lab coat. Flint stopped before he reached the elevator and looked down to glance at the monkey. Steve's orange eyes were wide and brimming with sudden tears.
"Oh, not now Steve!" Flint slapped his forehead and Steve kept giving Flint his puppy eyes.
"Go with Flint." Steve looked up at Flint and widened his eyes for effect.
"Oh fine. Just fine." Flint threw his arms helplessly into the air and Steve onto his shoulders. They went through the tunnel and went down the elevator. Flint didn't bother seeing his dad, or otherwise Tim would just ask too many questions. So Flint went right out of the backyard.
Right now, Flint and Steve were walking through the doors of the JFK airport and Flint was searching his backpack for his passport. They stood in line and Flint desperately searched his backpack. Steve was sitting on his shoulder and shooting glares at the security guards. It wasn't everyday you saw a monkey in the airport.
"Steve! My passport isn't here!" Flint hissed and glanced at the monkey. A worried glance came across Steve's face. He blinked at Flint and Flint stepped out of the crowd. Now they had no passport and that meant they couldn't buy a ticket to board the plane. But Flint was clever and had an idea. He walked down the airport's carpeted hallways and finally came to a door that read 'Emergency Exit'.
"Steve, please be quite now!" Flint shushed at Steve and tip-toed through the door. The door led outside, to the plane field. All the planes were standing around and Flint glanced around. Then he saw an Air France plane. Before he could run toward it, he watched a couple of security guards walk around the plane field muttering things into their radios. If those guards caught us, Flint would be in SO much trouble.
He glanced around and then glanced at Steve. A smile spread across his face.
"Steve! I want you to run and distract those guards. I'm going to get onto the plane through the luggage compartment and then you meet me there." Flint told Steve. A sly smile spread on Steve's face and he jumped off Flint's shoulder.
Holding his breath, Flint watched Steve run across the plane field and the moment the guards saw him, they began to shout and chase Steve. Here's my chance. I thought and ran as fast as I could across the plane field.
Unfortunately, one of the guards turned around and saw me. The other still chased Steve. I gasped and ran faster. I ran around the plane and the guard followed just as fast. What's Plan 'B'? Flint thought worriedly and ran faster. He heard Steve cry out in surprise somewhere. Oh, please don't tell me, he got caught! Flint thought worriedly and ran around again.
He heard the guards run faster and yell commands into his radio. He ran faster, until finally he couldn't run anymore. He stopped and hid under the plane's wheels. The guards passed him and he let out a sigh of relief. But they will see him if he comes out of his hiding spot.
