Chapter 7

Hard Core

The plane smelled of coffee, and that new furniture smell. Michael looked over at Nora who was asleep. KITT was set comfortably in the underbelly of the plane. As much as he hated planes and flying, this was the quickest way to get Nora home...and comfortable. It seemed that the company 302 kept wasn't to good. When Nora asked her a question...302 wouldn't answer her. One of the things that really pissed Nora off was someone not answering questions. Michael was glad she took a little laze time where she could just sleep. The knock to her head wasn't that sever. But it hurt her. The wrap around her head was hanging loosely over her right eye. He'd have to help her fix that when they landed.

302 stood at the front of the plane. On occasions she would walk to the end of the plane and stand there. Michael wished she'd take off the helmet.

"Hey...I'm sure if the Spanish armada was hiding out inside the plane they would have jumped us by now. Why don't you sit down?" Michael offered. Noras eyes cracked open a bit watching 302 look at Michael. "Do your knees not bend that way?" Michael asked. 302 sighed deeply and shook her head.

"I'm thinking." "Oh..." Michael thought of something.

"You know...the chef in the back makes a great lobster salad." Michael stood up. "Why don't I have him make us some?"

"I don't eat sea food." 302 said. Michael blinked and shook his head.

"She doesn't eat Michael...she's not human." Nora whispered and turned over. Michael looked at 302.

"Great...a female KITT. " Michael sat down.

"Thats not so bad Michael." KITTs voice echoed through the watch on his wrist. Michael rolled his eyes.

"I prefer you KITT."

"If I remember correctly Michael...you weren't very happy with me to begin with." KITT offered.

"Yeah...yeah I remember. But I still like you better KITT."

"I'm far more superior then that hunk of junk in the bay." 302 crossed her arms. Michael jumped up only to watch a paper cup come from across the plane and tap against Michaels back.

"Move." Noras voice echoed. A sharp tone caused Michael to cringe. She hated that tone. Also he hated to get hit with paper...even if its just a cup. It seemed to be Noras favorite thing to do.

"Both of you calm down won't you?" Devons voice echoed through the plane.

"Now if you would take your seats I'll brief you on the developments." Devon said as the captains voice echoed. "If you'll sit down and put your seatbelts on we're about to land in fifteen minutes." The captain said.

"Well when the police arrived on Garthes island he and Goliath..."

"KARR." Nora said Devon double took her.

"Pardon me?" "KARRs CPU is in Goliath."

"Dear God." Devon exclaimed and sat back.

"So thats what he had planned." Devon said massaging his forehead and looked down at some papers for a few seconds.

"Don't worry Devon...Goliaths not completed."

"Which means he'll go looking for you again. Devon she has to go to a safe house." Michael said. Devon nodded.

"Yes I'm sure. Michael you and KITT take her to San Diego. You'll have someone meet you there and protect her. " Devon said. Michael just nodded in reply.

" I don't need protecting."

"Yes you do." 302 interrupted.

"I was actually designed to protect you...and I'm not allowed to go beyond my basic programming." 302 said.

"Stupid bitch...go away. I don't need you. Hell I don't even know what you look like under that piece of crap helmet of yours." Nora stood up and tried to stand taller then 302. Which didn't work all to well because 302 stood a good 5'10.

"I'm sorry I don't fit your greatest standards Mrs. Frost. Be that as it may. I can not..." The plane gave a great jolt. Nora fell forward onto 302 who held her tightly.

"Take your seats...number two engines just cut out." 302 said. Nora gasped and looked at Michael.

"I have to get to KITT. He's scared." Nora said pushed 302 to the side and ran toward the door.

" No come back." 302 yelled. Michael followed Nora.

"Come on. We'll be safer in KITT anyways." Michael offered and 302 followed. The plane jolted and veered to the left causing everyone to ram into the side.

"Hurry." 302 yelled and pushed everyone into the door.

"KITT." Nora yelled and touched KITT

"I told you Michael. We should never have gotten onto this plane. I hate planes Michael...I hate them." KITT complained. Nora stroked him.

"Don't worry hun. You'll be just fine." Nora said and watched 302 get onto her bike.

"Get in there." 302 ordered. Nora gasped as she sat in KITT and Michael in the drivers seat. They didn't have time to fasten there seatbelts before the plane began to roll.

"Michael!" Nora yelled as Michael reached over pressing the protect button on KITTs dash.

"Hang on..."