Hello readers! Since the last two chapters, I've been updating every other day. Before that, I was updating once a week. If I do it this way, my story might finish sooner. Let me know if you want me to go back to updating once a week.
After a long, hectic car ride, Nellie pulled the stolen taxi cab into Logan International Airport. She parked in the farthest corner of the parking ramp, as far away from the other cars a possible. She, Amy, and Zai grabbed their bags and jumped out. The Vesper agent that had tied to kidnap them was locked up safely in the trunk. After Nellie hijacked the car, they dragged him out, bound his hands together, and locked him in. "Do you think he'll be okay?" asked Amy worriedly "I know he was trying to kidnap us, but we can't let him suffocate in there." "Don't worry" Zai reassured her. "The trunk isn't completely airtight. And soon enough he'll regain conciseness and start making noise, and someone will open it and find him." He frowned. "But for now, that's the least of our worries. We've got a flight to catch in-" he looked at his watch "-forty minutes. So we have to hurry." Then they ran into the terminal.
"I just realized something," said Amy "I don't have my passport. Zai patted his backpack. "The Madrigals keep copies of all their agents' passports." He gave them a crooked smile "Last night, I sort of, 'borrowed' ours." "How did the Madrigals get copies of our passports?" Amy asked. "Copies were made at birth," replied Nellie "In case you ever got active Madrigal status." "But," said Zai "look at this." He flipped open the passports. Amy's passport showed her with long, straight black hair. Nellie's showed her with red-streaked bobbed black hair. Nellie whistled. "Nice do. But how are we supposed to get through passport control with our pictures like that?" Zai handed Amy and Nellie plastic bags. "Go into the bathrooms. Hurry!" he instructed them. Amy and Nellie hurried into the ladies room. Amy opened her bag. Inside was a wig that matched her picture's hair. She put it on, waited a few minutes, and exited. Nellie was already waiting. Zai was standing to make sure that no one was watching. Zai looked at them. "Okay. We're ready. Let's go." They ran up to the passport control counter. Zai handed them their passports. The officer looked at them. "Destination?" "Hong Kong, by way of Tokyo ." replied Nellie. "Reason for visiting?" "We're seeing relatives." Nellie informed them. He looked at their passports. "Amy?" he asked. "Here." she replied. "Zakaria?" he asked "Right here" said Zai. "And...Nellie?" "That's me" she said. The officer stamped their passports. "Next!" he called out. Amy, Zai, and Nellie hurried through. "Is your real name Zakaria?" asked Nellie. Zai nodded sheepishly. "Yeah, but please don't call me that. I like Zai much better." Amy nodded. They didn't stop at baggage check-in because they didn't have any baggage to check. Zai looked at their boarding passes. "We're at gate E-11," he told them. They had almost half an hour until the flight started boarding, so they decided to do some shopping. Luckily, Nellie and Zai had some money, so they could buy some clothes and books.
After they had boarded the plane, Zai told them their seats. "Nellie, you'll be in seat 35B. Amy and I will be next to each other in seats 40A and 40C. This seating arrangement makes it so that if we run into any problems, we'll be split up, so we can call each other for help." He handed Nellie a small device that looked like a cell phone. "If you run into any problems, press the "call" button. It will send a signal to mine, so mine will flash red if you signal, and vice-versa. It uses technology similar to the system you use to call the flight attendants, so it wont interfere with the plane's navigation system. "Okay, see you in a bit!" called Nellie as she settled into her seat. Amy and Zai took their seats as well. Since the plane wasn't that full, there was an extra seat between them. Zai took the window seat, Amy took the aisle seat. Zai looked at Amy in her new wig. Long and black and straight, just like-Stop it, Zai told himself don't think about that. You haven't gotten a nightmare or a flashback in months, and looking at her wig will just bring one on. Zai wouldn't have gotten that wig for Amy if if he could've helped it, but that was the only one available at the time. He took out a book to distract himself, but he couldn't get into it, so he decided to look around to see if there were any suspicious passengers. The plane was only half-full. There was an elderly woman with a cashmere coat, a bearded man doing a crossword puzzle, a teenager listening to tunes on his iPod, a family of 4, a group of college students, and two business executives talking quietly. "Hello, this is your captain speaking," a voice came over the loudspeaker, "welcome to Continental Airlines flight 120 to Tokyo. The flight will be approximately 15 hours and 10 minutes. We may be experiencing some turbulence over the Midwest, but other than that, it should be smooth. I wish you a pleasant flight." Zai turned on the screen on the seat in front of him. He was bored, so he decided to watch a movie. He fell asleep in the middle of it. When he woke up, the flight attendant was making her rounds, asking people if they wanted anything to drink. Amy was asleep. When the flight attendant came up t o him, he asked for ginger ale because it soothed his nerves. He was about to drink when his instincts told him not to. Something, something about the way the flight attendant was smiling at him when she handed him the cup. He dipped his finger into it and took a small taste. He narrowed his eyes. Librium. A drug that was not strong enough to kill him, but strong enough to knock him out or make him sick. A clear and odorless drug, it would go almost unnoticed in his drink. But this had been part of his training. He quickly poured the ginger ale into the seat, then slowly slumped forward, pretending to fall asleep. Then he subtly pressed the "call" button on his device. Under his eyelids, he saw the flight attendant walk past, whispering something into her watch. Just then Nellie walked up. "Excuse me!" she said loudly. She pretended to try to squeeze past her. Then Nellie pressed the flight attendant against the seat. "Madame, what are you-" she said, then Zai reached forward and pinched her on the shoulder. She slumped forward. Nellie slipped off the flight attendant's watch then pressed the "call the flight attendant" button on Amy's seat. A flight attendant came rushing up. "Is something wrong?" she asked. "This woman just fainted!" Nellie exclaimed "She needs oxygen!" The flight attendant called another flight attendant and they carried their unconscious colleague to the back of the plane. Nellie winked at Zai and returned to her seat. Zai sighed. That one was close.
A few minutes later, Amy woke up. Zai was asleep. Suddenly, the red light on Zai's signaling device started blinking. Without waking Zai, she quickly made her way to where Nellie was sitting. A flight attendant was sitting down next to Nellie, and she had some sort of needle, and she looked like she was threatening Nellie. "What do you want with me, lady?" said Nellie, acting normal, but she was getting worried. The flight attendant was getting angry."I will tell you one more time. GIVE. ME THE SERUM."she demanded quietly "Or what?" asked Nellie coolly. "I will kill you right here and take the serum myself! "E-e-excuse me?" said Amy. The flight attendant whipped around and plastered a fake smile on her face. "How may I help you?" she asked "Th-the bathroom door is jammed. Could you help me?" "Of course, dear." She replied. Amy led her to the bathrooms. The flight attendant looked at the door "There's nothing wrong wi- URK!" Amy kicked her as hard as she could in the stomach. The nasty flight attendant collapsed in a pile on the ground. Amy shoved her into the bathroom and closed the door. That should keep her out of the way for a while. Besides, the plane was going to land in about an hour. But, one thing was clear now. The Vespers wouldn't stop until they had stopped Amy, Zai , and Nellie from reaching Honk Kong.
"Please keep your seatbelt fastened until the plane comes to a complete stop. Thank you for choosing Continental Airways. We wish you a pleasant stay in Tokyo." The voice over the loudspeaker was a welcome sound to Amy, it meant the flight was over. After the second incident with the Vesper flight attendant, she, Nellie and Zai moved to different seats and got switched their wigs so the flight attendant might not recognize them as easily. Nellie had also removed her nose ring. Although Zai wasn't very happy about this arrangement, it had to be done. Now, Zai had on Amy's wig, and he'd pulled into a low ponytail. "You owe me big for this one." grumbled Zai. "I look ridiculous!" But wearing the wig also made him queasy. With this wig on, he could almost feel that day happening again. He pushed away those nasty thoughts and focused on fooling the flight attendant. They flight attendant scrutinized them as they walked past, but she couldn't attack them with all those people around.
Their connecting flight in Tokyo left in 30 minutes, so there was no time to hang around. Zai a had to remove his wig before passport control, and since Amy's hair was pulled back and her picture was cropped around t the head, the customs officer couldn't really tell. They made it through the airport smoothly, and then boarded the plane. This time, it was packed full. The flight was about 5 hours. Zai couldn't get them seats in the previous arrangement, so they were all separate. Amy was against the window next to a young Japanese man. Zai was in the middle row, between a middle aged woman reading a book, and a teenager with his mother. Nellie was on the aisle seat, next to an elderly woman who was writing. The plane took off. Don't worry, Dan, thought Amy. We will find you, no matter what!
That was the longest chapter in this fanfic so far. If you like it, speak up. Obviously, I don't own Continental Airlines. Do I really need to tell you that?