Mainline Carrier Pilot – Part ll

"I hope she's doing well." Miller nodded as the chief flight attendant expressed her concern.
"I'm sure she is." Pablo looked at them, perplexed.
"Is there something wrong with her?" He inquired,
"Nope, nothing at all" When Pablo asked, Miller shook his head. Daphne was about to respond when she heard someone call her name from outside the flight deck.
"Well, see you guys soon. I don't like the sound of how someone is calling me." Daphne groaned and the pilots chuckled.

Daphne walked out of the deck and inquired of the flight attendant, who appeared concerned, "Veronica, what happened?"
“Ma’am there is a man on board-"
"There is a lot of men board Veronica." Daphne sighed.
"I know ma'am but this man he is being feral. He has been attacking our flight attendants and causing problems all over the flight.” Daphne frowned as she spoke anxiously.
"What do you mean by attacking our flight attendants?" She inquired sternly.
"He first requested whisky, which Berry promptly provided. He then brushed the empty cup against her buttocks, triggering her to tell him not to touch her. He apologized and asked for another drink, which she served as well. He spilt the drink on his shirt after she left, then went to the bathroom and emerged shirtless. He retrieved another shirt from his carry-on with the assistance of a Jace, and after walking around inside the plane for 15 minutes, he grabbed Berry and Jace's breasts while wrapping his arms around their shoulders. They asked me to notify you." Veronica nervously told her everything while fiddling with her fingers; she was an intern, and even though Daphne had dealt with many more untamed passengers, this was a serious case.

"Follow me, and if he becomes even more relentless, immediately notify the Captain, she is in the sleeping compartments." As she walked towards the economy class, Daphne gave her instructions. They could already hear the shouting passenger as they got closer to the seating arrangements. She walked in as she noticed Noah trying to calm him down and asking him to return to his seat as calmly as possible. They were at the opposite end of the aisle, and she moved closer to them.
"Veronica, you wait here." She told her to wait, and as she approached them, she saw Noah lightly placing his arm on the passenger’s shoulder pushing him slightly toward his seat. Much to her surprise, the passenger punched the male flight attendant in the face with a closed fist. Noah grunted as he seized his now-bleeding nose. The passengers gasped, and Daphne turned to nod at Veronica, who rushed to call the Captain. Daphne was quick on her feet and reached the feral passenger.
"Sir, please take a seat! This is your final warning! You have no right to assault our flight attendants! This is a federal offence that is punishable by law!" As other attendants escorted Noah away, she sternly stated, blocking his way.
"You're going to tell me what the law is, babe! How dare that faggot touch me!" He yelled.
"You've been inappropriately touching our attendants, and you just punched one of them in the face who was only trying to get you to sit down. If you do not comply with the request now, we will be forced to restrain you! So, please sit down!” She motioned for him to sit sternly, but all she saw was a flash of rage in his eyes. The next thing she knew, his hand was firmly on her neck, choking her and yelling unintelligible words. Then she saw a firm fist collide with his jaw, catching him off guard. His hand was ripped from her neck, and he was thrown to the floor with a loud thud. Ophelia was restraining the passenger down with his arm folded uncomfortably over his back by her with her other hand forcing his head down.
"This is my plane and nobody gets to abuse my crew!" She hissed, her teeth clenched. The man was then restrained to his seat with duck tapes by the cabin crew and some passengers. Daphne was taken away for medical attention. While everyone breathed a sigh of relief, Ophelia stood at the door and formally stated, "Please accept my apologies for the inconvenience and chaos. I hope you have a pleasant flight the rest of the way. The Cabin Crew will be with you shortly to assist you with any of your needs. Thank you." As she turned around and left for her c*ockpit, the entire flight was filled with applause and cheers for her.

She sighed and rubbed her brow as she slid into the left seat on the flight deck. Miller and Pablo were staring at her, waiting for her to speak.
"Can't I just have an hour of peace?" They bat their lashes as she exclaimed. She told them everything qs they were not fully informed of the situation, and when she was finished, Pablo laughed and Miller shook his head in disappointment.
"I wish I could see your flying punch!" Miller gave Pablo a stern look when he exclaimed.
"Glad we had duck tapes," Miller said, his gaze narrowed at Pablo.
"After the last screaming lady asking to be let off the plane at 32000 feet, and today's events, I'll never fly without duck tapes!" They started laughing as she exclaimed.
When they finally landed after a 7-hour flight, the unruly passenger, whose name she later learned was Jason, was arrested. They reported back to the Federal Aviation Administration and wrote a complete report of the trip. After the formalities of the case were completed, the cabin crew and all three pilots were let go. While the abused crew was placed on paid leave, Ophelia was held accountable for the assaulting a passenger. And, as she had anticipated, she was summoned to the command centre for questioning later. All three of them walked out of the Federal Aviation Administration while Pablo had to go through the security check and Ophelia and Miller proceed to the Crew Lounge. They were on call for the next few hours and after that, they had the weekend themselves. “Alright, enjoy your next flight Pablo. I’m off to chill in the lounge." She waved and started walking while Pablo sighed and Miller ran after her. “Oy, Captain! Wait for me!”
“Where are you coming to?” She asked raising her brow. “With you of course!”
“Oh no, you aren’t. I want to be alone and you enjoy your last bit of freedom. Au revoir Miller.” She smirked and walked forward but suddenly bumped into something, rather someone.
"Excuse me-" Ophelia looked up and her eyes widened. "Mr Reighs!" She exclaimed.