The aircraft hit turbulence, just as Jonathan awakened. He startled as he felt the vibrations.
„Don´t panic!", Jack shouted „We ´re about to land in Wiesbaden!"
Jonathan reached for his seat-belt, but it was already fastened. Apparently he had been asleep for the entire flight without getting up once.
The photos, where are the photos!´
Jonathan caught them lying on top of his sea-bag. Because of the turbulence, they started to slide and fall off on the floor. Jonathan picked them up and placed them safely into the side-pocket of his overall. For a split second, he wondered which of the crew had looked at the pictures when he was asleep, but then the increasing turbulence tore Jonathan from his thoughts.
„Jonathan, close your eyes and breathe, just as you did before.", Jack shouted at him „Now it´s gonna rock."
Just as Jack said this, the plane rocked violently. Jonathan closed his eyes. An air-pocket made the aircraft pitch down. Jonathan felt himself feeling sick. He could hear the loud drone of the propellers again. Would he crash now and never see Alexandra ?
Jonathan´s hands clutched his seat. The plane kept on losing altitude and suddenly Jonathan felt a heavy shock.
Oh God, something´s broken! A wing has broken. Something´s broken!´, Jonathan thought and he gasped.
But the plane had just touched down. They had arrived in Germany. Jonathan opened his eyes and sighed in relief. So did the crew.
„Welcome to Airbase Wiesbaden-Erbenheim, Jonathan!", one of the men shouted.
Jonathan drew a deep breath.
Finally he was in Germany. Finally he was closer to Alexandra.
I am coming to you, my angel´.
But where would he start? He only had her name, he didn´t even have an address. But there had to be something, there had to be an authority who could help him, who knew where to find Alexandra and her family!
In the meantime, the plane had taxied to its final stop and the motors had been turned off. Jonathan enjoyed a short moment of silence as the crew members unbuckled their seat-belts and got up, talking to each other. He stretched his body, because he was so tense due the long flight. Suddenly he heard a buzzing sound. The loading ramp of the aircraft had been opened. The daylight flooded in and the fresh air filled up the plane. It was already afternoon in Wiesbaden. Jonathan assumed he would help the crew unload the plane before he could start to look for Alexandra. So he followed them out of the plane.
The airbase´s staff drove up with vans and the crew started to load them up with the plane´s cargo when Mr.Walker called Jonathan over.
"Do you already know where to look for her?", Mr. Walker asked and for a split second, Jonathan was confused. Then he realized, that he could only mean Alexandra. Jonathan shook his head.
„No, I don´t have any address or phone number", he said softly.
Mr. Walker waved to a soldier, who came over and looked again at Jonathan.
„Go, get your stuff, Jonathan."
Jonathan nodded. He ran over to the plane to get his sea-bag and returned. Mr. Walker was talking to the soldier as Jonathan walked up.
„I´ll get you into the center of the city.", Mr. Walker said, looking at the soldier. „Get your jeep, Private."
„Yes, Sir!", the soldier said and saluted, then he left to get his jeep.
„Here, take this. Maybe it´ll be good to have it with you.", Mr. Walker said as he pulled a gun out of his belt, and passed it to Jonathan.
„No, no.", Jonathan said, shaking his head „I´m not here to fight or to kill anybody. I just want to find my girlfriend."
„Take it! At least for your own protection.", Mr. Walker said and handed the gun to Jonathan, who resisted at first, but then gripped it.
„I´am afraid I can´t go with you, Jonathan. But I do hope you find her.", Mr. Walker said and looked at Jonathan.
„Thank you.", Jonathan whispered and put the gun into a side-pocket of his overall. In the meantime the Private had driven up with his jeep.
„We´ll be here until tomorrow. Our flight to Gotham leaves at 6 p.m.", Mr. Walker said and touched him lightly on the shoulder. „And now go. Go and find her."
„Thank you, Mr. Walker. Thank you for everything.", Jonathan whispered. Mr. Walker shook his hand, not knowing if he would ever see this boy again.
„Good luck, Jonathan.", he said.
Jonathan looked over to the crew. Jack and the other crewmembers waved to him.
„Good luck, boy and take care of yourself!", he could hear them shouting.
Jonathan waved back at them, then he got into the jeep and they drove off the airbase, into the heart of the city.