Part 12
By Gloria
"Kev, you okay?" Howie asked, running towards him
in fear that he may have been severely hurt.
"Could have been a lot worse if you didn’t do what you did," he
replied, grimacing, as he tried to get off the floor.
"Yeah, D, you just about saved us all," AJ commented, as they helped
Kevin off the floor and into a seat.
"I couldn't just stand there and watch him hurt ya'll like that,"
Howie said, crying as he thought over what had just happened.
"We're about to land. I don’t know
which airport we are landing at, but we are landin'," Brian said from the
cockpit.
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They radioed the airport in which they were landing at. The person who responded their call told them
that they were about 100 miles off course from where they wanted to be. "I could direct you back to your airport,"
he said
"No, we just want to get out of the air and off this plane," Brian
replied. The gunman stirred, but A.J
just knocked him out again.
"Well lets get this bird outta the sky shall we?" The man stated the thoughts the guys had been
thinking since they got on the plane.
"Yeah, I hated planes before. Now
when I get off this plane, they are gonna have to pry my fingers from the safe
ground," Nick said, from the seat he was grabbing with a full out death
grip.
"Okay, get your landing gear out so we can get you outta the sky and in
the hospital or wherever you need to go," he said.
Brian fumbled with it for a while and came to the harsh reality. "It wont
come out! The landing gear won’t come
out!"
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