Disclaimer: I do not own Red Eye, or any of its characters. However, Characters such as Emma are of my own creation.

Chap 4:

The plane shook slightly as the wheels hit the pavement of the runway with a slight bounce, before speeding down the runway in an attempt to lower its speed. The captain's voice came over the speaker, sounding as if he was reading from a script. "Hello again, this is your captain. Please stay seated until we come to a full stop at the terminal. We hope you enjoyed your flight and thank you for flying with us. "

"Finally," Lisa exhaled with a relieved sigh. Emma couldn't help but smile at Lisa's immediate relief at being back on the ground. Emma felt the opposite her nerves and excitement growing quickly. She was starting to fidget, knowing that only one more flight and she would be in New York to see Maria. Granted that flight was two and a half hours long, but still in the end it would all be worth it and she felt her confidence in her choice growing.

"Do you have another flight?" Emma asked undoing her seatbelt and grabbing her backpack from between her feet.

"One more, and then this is all over."

"Same here." Emma said. "At least it's a short layover, the crowds kill me."

"I would take the crowd over flying any day," Lisa added causing Emma to chuckle.

"Well to each their own." Emma's voice trailed off as she glanced out the window. They were pulling up to the gate, and in a few minutes shed have to face the crowds again. Her body tensed up and she fought to control it.

"You really don't like crowds do you?" Lisa asked with concern and understanding.

"Only as much as you love flying." Lisa chuckled.

"Well, It wasn't too bad, I have to be honest. Thanks for keeping me distracted."

"No problem, I needed the distraction myself to be honest."

The plane came to a stop and almost instantly everyone bolted form their seats in a mad dash to be the first off the plane. It was just another one of those stupid, useless habits that were associated with flying.

"As if it gets them off any faster…" Lisa mumbled as if she could read Emma's thoughts.

"Don't worry, I got this" Dom said speaking to them for the first time sense the flight started. Emma felt like she may have been a little rude sense her and Lisa talked the whole way without including Dom. She didn't trust many men, but Dom didn't seem so bad. Especially as he grabbed Lisa's suitcase from the overhead baggage container, and held up the line of traffic behind him.

"Ladies first." He motioned slightly and Emma forced herself to smile back at him, even if it looked anything but natural. At least she was trying she thought to herself.

"Hey come on," A guy called from behind Dom, clearly unhappy with having to wait for the girls. Emma couldn't help but move a little bit slower just piss him off more. It was all about the little things, she thought to herself.

It seemed to take forever to get off the plane, but once she was finally in the terminal the overwhelming surge of the crowd had her moving with even more haste. Thankfully, the flight board was near her terminal, so she could attempt to figure out where her next flight would be. Her only major concern was the fact that Atlanta airport was missing any type of logical organization.

"Come on," she mumbled to herself as she scanned the boards.

"Need help?" Lisa asked, "Where to?"

"New York,"

"Oh…" Lisa said with a bit of pity. "Please tell me that it's not that one, it's been delayed two hours."

"No.." Emma prayed, but Lisa was right. It was her flight with the two hour delay. Her stomach tightened again and she felt her heart began to race and her head spinning. Two more hours minimum in this place? How was she supposed to handle this?

"Hey," Lisa said placing her hand on Emma's shoulder. I got a few hours before my flight leaves. Why don't we go get a drink or something?" Emma tried to find her voice but nothing would come out. Instead she simply nodded her head and walked away with Lisa.

Lisa spotted a place in the next terminal and the two women found a booth in the back corner. Emma could place her back to the wall and be away from all the crowds up at the bar. Lisa was a life saver, she thought to herself. At first, Emma had insisted on only water, but Lisa argued that something more was needed to calm her nerves and Emma caved into a pineapple vodka. And boy, was she glad she did. In fact Emma drank a few more drinks then she should have, but they did take the edge off, and combined with Lisa's conversation the wait was almost enjoyable.

Emma had started talking about school when she noticed Dom and some other guy walking in their direction. She stopped talking almost immediately as she watched them carefully from the corner of her eye. Standing next to his friend Dom looked even more menacing, with both men carrying the similar almost militant body type covered by the pricy tailored suit.

"Emma?" Lisa said "You were saying…"

"Right." Emma said switching here attention back to Lisa as Dom and his friend stopped at the bar. If she didn't learn to relax, then she was going to become a stalker herself. "Anyway, I was thinking of going back to school, I did a couple of semesters but I….had to drop and I think it's time to go back."

"You really should. I mean, as long as you feel up to it and know what you want to do its best to – " Lisa was cut off as Dom's voice cut through their conversation. "Hey. We were on the plane together, mind if my friend and I join you?" Emma was going to say yes, she did mind, but she wasn't given the chance. Dom sat down on the bench next to her, forcing her to move over to avoid being sat on, while his friend did the same on Lisa's side.

"I rather you didn't, we're not looking for anything and…"

"Don't be rude Amelia." Dom said looking straight at Emma. Emma froze in her spot her body starting to shake slightly. No one had called her by that name sense the accident that killed her family.