Gun 1101

The Reunion

Dave, a retired British spy, is flying with Aerofloat from England to Russia. He is sitting

at the aisle seat at the very back of the Business class zone while looking at the photo

of his daughter with love and care.

Is that your child? a woman young woman asked gently.

Yes, she is the my daughter from my Russian ex-girlfriend, replied Dave.

When did you last meet her? she continue asking

Ah, I think it was about 20 years ago. I was working in Russia and I met her

mother, replied Dave

Oh, do you miss your little girl? the woman asked curiously.

Sure, I havent contact neither her mother nor her for a long long time, Dave an-

swered strongly What is your name, by the way.

Im Diana. Nice to meet you.

Nice to meet you too. Are you Russian?

Yes, I am. Im on my way home.

Oh, that's great.

Maam, the plane is going to take off soon. Please grab your seat. one of the

cabin crews tell her. Diana smiles at Dave and walks slowly to her seat which is the win-

dow seat, five rows at the right of Daves. Dave looks at the photo again before he keep

it in his dark-brown seasoned wallet. The plane is taking off to the air. The captain says

that itd take more than twenty four hours to reach the destination. A few hours after the

plane is taken off, the dinner is served. Dave asks for a glass of wine to drink along with
his dinner. After the dinner is done, the light is off and the passengers start to sleep.

Dave also feels asleep, so he change his seat into the bed mode and start sleeping.

At night, the light is unanticipatedly turned on. The plane is shaking and everyone

is awake now. Dave, with the sense of spy, quickly runs to the cockpit to search for the

cause of it. He tries to open the door but it is locked from inside. While hes pushing the

door, Diana approaches behind him and picks a hacking equipment from her jeans

pocket. She place it on the fingerprint scanner. The door is suddenly unlocked.

Get back to your seat! I will deal with this on my own, said Diana

Who are you? How could have those equipment? Dave asked curiously and ex-

citingly.

It doesnt matter. Just know that you are not safe right now. Someone wants to

kill you.

Why me?

I think you know the answer of that question. Now, leave me do my work.

No, I can help you with it. Even Im old but Im sure that my experience would

help, Dave confirms his desire strongly with his confidence face.

Alright, up to you. Youll not listen to me anyway, Diana allowed reluctantly.

Diana hands a gun to Dave. They both carefully enter the pit. The pilot and his assis-

tance are dead with the white clear bubbles on their mouth. No-one is controlling the

plane right now! Beside them, there are broken glass pieces.

Diana rushes to the control column. She pulls the stick up to get the plane under

control, but it doesnt work. She grabs the pilot headset and ask for help.
 Mayday, Mayday, its Aerofloat Airbus 3310. Were having problem. Mayday,

Mayday! She shouted for help, but no-one answers.

They might disturb the signal. We are now isolated, Diana said to Dave.

Who are THEY, Dave asked curiously.

The Russian government, THEY will not let you live till the sun rises again.

I thought all my personalities have been changed. Ahh, suck British govern-

ment, Dave yelled.

This is not a good time to blame anyone. Weve to contact someone to help us,

Diana shouted at Dave.

Diana gets a small device up and press a button on it.

This will let my friends know that were in trouble.

Your friends Dave is going to say something.

Theyre trustworthy. Dont be panic, old man,Diana interrupted just like she can

read his mind.

Suddenly, the plane becomes stable and everything works as efficiently as nor-

mal.

They work well,Diana said while smiling.

Hoo, thats great. Now, lets focus on the death of the pilots,Dave said.

Um, it might be someone who can enter this pit.

Yes, look at those bubbles. Its a toxic.

Something MUST be added into their glasses, Diana said confidently.

Um, thats one of the possible methods, said Dave but why are you so confi-

dent.
 Oh, its the most common methods Russians use for killing people,Diana an-

swered.

Lets find the murderers, Dave said but who are the suspects.

May be the cabin crews. They are the one who pour the drinks for the pilots, Di-

ana gave her opinion.

Lets go find the truth! said Dave

They both calmly walk out of the cockpit. Diana holds the doors for Dave. He lies his

back on the wall and aims the gun a hundred and eighty degrees. Dave shakes his

head to tell Diana that the way is cleared. Diana follows Dave to the aisle. Dave shouted

Listen to me, the pilots are dead. A murderer is in this plane.

The passengers start to freak out.

Who is the killer, said a young British boy with the age of around 17-18.

What do they want? If its money, I can give them, said a middle-aged French

business man in a formal blue suit with a red tie Just tell me their account number, but

dont crash the plane.

Who is controlling the plane right now? asked an old widow in a black dress.

Everyone, calm down. Were now safe. The situation is under our control, said

Dave. The thing is that we have to find the bad guy as fast as possible.

Cabin crews, gather here please, said Diana

A young Russian boy steps up from the first class section. Two English girls

grabs each others hand and walks forward. An old French crew with wrinkles soothes
the passengers while walking down the way from the business class section. Six more

Russian cabin crews run from the economy class section.

So, there are ten of you. Am I right? said Dave.

Yes, we are all here, said an old French man.

Who is the leader here?

I am. My name is Kurt, the only French cabin crew replied.

I have to ask you some important questions that are related to the situation we

have now.

Sure! said Kurt

Dave brings Kurt and the fellow crews to the cockpit and start asking him.

So, lets start. Do any of you know the pilots well?

They are new recruits, so we dont know much about them.

Then, who is the one who serve them glasses of water?

Everyone remains quiet for a few seconds and a young Russian boy who is responsible

for serving the first class passengers raises his hand up and says I am.

What is your name?

My name is Stanislav. Am I your suspect?

Kind of, we have a presumption that the pilots are being killed by some type of

poison in their drinks, Dave told Stanislav with his smooth and gentle voice.

I know nothing about this crime.

What is the brand of the water you use?

Borjomo, its a common brand that we use here, Stainislav answered all of the

sudden.
 Can I see that bottle of water?

Of course, I will lead the way.

Stainislav walks Dave to his cart while Diana is keeping her eyes on the rest cabin

crews and the passengers. Dave looks and smells all of the bottles to find whether there

is a poison or not.

Diana, do you have any equipment to identify the poison? shouted Dave.

I have everything you need, Diana shouted back.

Its under my seat, she replied.

Dave calmly pick a box up. Diana pushes her button to unlock the box. Dave takes a

few seconds to find the equipment. He picks a white coated tube up and put it on the

samples of water.

Um, these are normal. Do you see anyone touches the glasses?

Let me think, while I was pouring the water, Kurt came and discussed with me

about my promotion.

Tell me more about that.

After we end discussing about it, a man in the first class calls me, so I serve him

when I come back, Kurt is serving a young lady in his responsible section.

Dave asks Stainislav to walk him to the place of action. He slowly bends his

knees to the garbage and suddenly he finds a familiar container of Cyanide.

I know who is the murderer. said Dave.

While Dave is walking back to the cockpit, Kurt aims a gun at Dianas head. The GSh-

18 is loaded and ready to use.

 Retired English spy, do you really think you are safe traveling to the country that

you have destroyed? Kurt shouted angrily.

A widow in a flower dress screams Help, he has a gun, help!

Kurt shoots her at her head without mercy. Her body slowly bends down. The seatbelt

bounces her back.

Diana rapidly punches him on his rib. With her force that has been trained for

years, Kurt feels colicky pain. His gun is dropped on the ground. Diana kicks him again

with her left high heel shoe. Kurt falls down and his head hits the wall. He faints on the

ground and takes his last breath in his life. His blood spreads all over the floor, as well

as Dianas shoe. Her shoe is not black anymore, its now red.

You are done, Diana said.

Are you okay? Dave quickly asked while raises his hands up. His eyes contact

with hers. He can feel that even she is strong, she also feels scared inside. He puts his

warm hands on her arms. She is not shaking, but her eyes do.

Its okay. You did the right thing, saving all of us, Dave said

Diana said nothing. A man with the hipster looking claps his hands and the oth-

ers follow.

Dave and Diana grin. They walk back to their seats.

When the plane is landed, please wait for me, Dave said.

About an hour past, the plane is preparing for landing on Russian national airport

as the emergency signal has been sent for help. Diana walks to Dave.

So, you are going to see your daughter now? Diana asks

Yes, replied Dave.

 Dont you think its dangerous? You cannot know what will happen to you next.

Maybe someone is sent to kill you.

I know, but I want to see my girls, my daughter and wife. I miss them so much.

Fine, but let me deliver you home.

They walk to the back entrance of the airport in order to avoid the police, soldiers

and news reporters. They grab a cab. Dave open a piece of paper that contain the posi-

tion of the house. He wrote it when he received her wifes e-mail. Since they arrive at a

large brown vintage mansion, a woman at the same age of Dave walks through the

doors and smiles. Dave gets his suitcase stands by the cab. He looks to her eyes. The

moment they were together, the feeling they used to have for each others, and the

things they have done and achieved together are as beautiful and glorious as her eyes.

Mira, long time no see, Dave speaks with his vibrating voice while he quickly

walks to his wife. They hug and kiss as what the lovers do when they are separated for

a long long time.

Where is our daughter? Dave asks.

I think you have met each others before. Mira answered with a big smile.

Diana walks slowly to him and raises both of her arms up.

Here I am. Diana says.

Dave shakes his head, smiles, and says nothing. Three of them are all together

for the very first time in their lives.