Chapter 114 - 114 – Welcome Home

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~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ For 20 advanced chapters, visit my Patreon: Patreon - Twilight_scribe1 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Even in the most beautiful moments, there's always something to break the spell. That's just how life works. Henry was the one to break the calm. "Everyone," he said, his voice steady but serious, "I'd like to remind you all of that little secret I asked you to keep." The group went quiet. All eyes turned to him, no one speaking—just watching. Henry looked directly at the Italian pilot. "Captain Luca, the successful landing? That's all yours. Be ready for a hero's welcome." "Wait—what? Kid, that's not fair—" Henry cut him off. "If you don't take credit, then what the hell was the point of our whole performance up there? You try telling the world it was someone else, you think anyone's gonna believe you? "And don't sweat it. I did follow your instructions to the letter. You were the one giving orders. No one in their right mind is gonna try to recreate this stunt on your watch. You're safe." Luca opened his mouth... then let it hang open for a beat before exhaling a sigh. "Alright. Fine." Truth was, the attention might do more harm than good. Pilots who end up in stories like this don't always get promoted—they get scrutinized. But he had been saved. And if this mysterious man wanted to stay under the radar, Luca could at least return the favor. The captain was handled. The flight attendant was still passed out cold, so she didn't count. But Henry hadn't forgotten about the real risk: Brian and his men. They never showed a badge, but Henry had pieced together enough to make an educated guess—CIA, or something very close. People like them didn't just keep secrets because you asked nicely. So... what now? Tie up loose ends? Brian met his gaze. Maybe he sensed the thought—maybe not. But he was first to speak. "Henry," he said calmly, "you asked us to keep a secret. We gave our word. That's not something we go back on." He stepped forward, hand outstretched. Henry took it. "I'll just say this—if you sell me out, maybe you get a promotion, maybe not. But keep my secret, and you've got me owing you a personal favor. You tell me which is worth more." Brian gave a slight nod, understanding dawning behind his eyes. He knew now—Henry wasn't just some assistant with good timing. The guy had been listening through the fuselage. Meaning he likely knew everything. "Having you as a friend," Brian said, "sounds like a hell of a better deal." One by one, the others stepped up. "Hey, tough guy," said Mark, clapping Henry on the shoulder. "You saved my life. That ain't something I forget." "You're one of the good ones," Sam added. "And I know how rare that is." Old Bernie grinned. "I've kept bigger secrets than this, kid. You ever hear me talk about 'em? Exactly." "Thanks," Henry replied quietly. Then Sam cocked his head. "You know... back on the plane, you could've just taken Miss Hepburn and bailed, couldn't you?" Henry didn't answer right away. He just looked at each of them, including Audrey, who was now watching him with a calm curiosity. At last, he shrugged. "Yeah. That was one of the options." "Then why didn't you?" Henry sighed. "Because I didn't want to make that kind of choice. And let's be honest—could you look into those eyes and say 'Sorry, but you're the only one I can save'?" He didn't need to say more. They got it. In a crisis like that, if he'd said "I can fly, I can save one person," the others would've spent their final minutes resenting whoever he picked. Even if they understood... they'd still die angry. And Audrey? She didn't seem like the kind of person who'd ever agree to be saved at the expense of others. No—she'd have begged, pleaded, guilted Henry into finding a way to save everyone. And once that happened, even if he pulled it off, people would remember the feeling of being left behind, not the miracle of being saved. Unless he killed every witness—which, obviously, wasn't happening—this had been the only real path. Sam nodded slowly. Then, with more warmth than words, he gripped Henry's hand again and gave it a firm shake. Finally, Henry turned to Audrey. He scratched his cheek awkwardly. There were so many things he wanted to say, but none of them seemed right. So he settled on the simplest. "So... boss. I'm not fired, am I?" Audrey laughed—a soft, melodic laugh that cut through the tension like sunlight. "Fired?" she said, pulling him into a warm, firm embrace. "Oh, child. Of course not." There was a time when a hug like that from Audrey Hepburn would've driven every man on Earth wild with envy. But now? Now it felt different—like a mother holding her son after he'd survived something no one else could understand. She released him and gave his arm a proud smack. "Well done, tough guy. You really pulled through." Henry smiled, finally allowing himself to relax. And then—whup whup whup—the sound of rotor blades rolled across the sand. Searchlights cut across the dark, sweeping over dunes until they locked onto the little aircraft and the people perched on its wings. Everyone leapt up, waving and shouting. Brian ordered Mark and Sam back inside to retrieve the flight attendant. A minute later, two blacked-out helicopters touched down, their rotors kicking up storms of sand. Soldiers jumped out, weapons ready, scanning the perimeter before one stepped forward. "Is Audrey Hepburn present?" She stepped forward. "That's me. These are my assistant, my security team, and the flight crew." "Eight total?" "Eight," she confirmed. The soldier gave a crisp nod. "Ma'am, we're with the U.S. rescue detail. We'll be escorting all of you back to base. Aircraft and cargo will be secured later. Welcome home, Miss Hepburn." "Thank you," she said, her voice strong and clear. The rest of the group followed her onto the helicopters. Two birds. Eight passengers. One insane story. The rotors spun up again, lifting them into the cold desert night. It was over. A night of chaos, adrenaline, and miracles—now giving way to the quiet whirr of survival. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ???? Power Stone Goal Announcement! ???? ???? Let's reach 2000 Power Stones, and I'll drop 4 BONUS CHAPTERS! Your support means everything—let's crush these goals together! Keep voting, and let the stones pile up! ???? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Chapter 114 - 114 – Welcome Home

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