Love, Masen (A Twilight FanFiction)

Licensed to Fly

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Chapter Two – Licensed to Fly

His electrifying green eyes stared back at me while Jake stuck out his hand to meet him halfway.

“Jacob Black, pleased to meet you too, Mr Masen.”

His eyes slid to Jake I felt like I had slipped from the spotlight. I took in a deep breath after what seemed like an eternity and held out my hand too.

“Isabella Swan, I’ll be your personal stewardess and Jake will be your pilot.”

He took no regard of my hand and nodded, still looking at Jake. “Although I have plenty faith in Aro Volturi, I must know you professionally before I can allow myself to travel in this aircraft. How long have you been working as a pilot and you, Ms Swan as a stewardess?”

“Well I-“

“I have-“

Jake grinned at me and continued.

“I have been working as a pilot for a total 8 years and under Aro Volturi for 5. Bella has been here for 6 years and we have worked together quite a number of times so I can assure you, I’ll be as competent as she is. I also have my co-pilot Seth Clearwater, but he’s always been late. He’s young, only been out of the academy and working for Aro for almost 2 years, but I assure you he’s a much better pilot then I am at times.”

He nodded and motioned for his driver to put the bags in. “Ms Swan, if you could help the driver to settle my luggage, I’d like to talk to Mr Black about something.”

“You can call me Jacob if you wish, Sir.”

“Then you’ll have to call me E-Masen.”

Well hadn’t they gotten friendly quick. The driver was standing patiently beside me with two large suitcases.

“I’m sorry,” I managed to whisper to him and tried to pick up a bag. I couldn’t even get three wheels up. The driver stifled a smile before picking it up with ease and motioning with his head for me to take him in. I looked back and saw Mr Masen talking quietly to Jacob and Jake was listening with a hard expression on his face.

I turned giving the driver a small smile and headed up the stairs of the aircraft. The driver followed me, the suitcases giving out a clunk sound at every step. I took him to Mr Masen’s private room and helped him settle the big bags before heading out. I let him go before me pretending to check the small things in the cabin, then headed out a minute later.

Jacob had a stoic expression now, his face didn’t betray his emotions. But now Mr Masen’s face had some depth of sorrow in it. He was fiddling with his grey suit and had pinched the bridge of his nose.

I cleared my throat and stood beside Jacob. He looked up and smiled at me and put and arm around my waist. “Let’s leave, Mr Masen.” He said.

“Just Masen to you, Jacob.’ He said, before climbing up the steps and waving to his driver before stepping into the aircraft.

“What was that all about?” I asked Jacob.

He shook his head. “Leave it where it’s at, Bells. Now come on we have a plane to fly.” He said, slipping his hand from my waist and going to the pilot’s cabin.

I grimaced and followed him.

Mr Masen was already settled in a chair and he was reading the aeroplane safety brochure.