they entered the city. Thank God she planned to be there two hours early because by the time she got to JFK, she was looking at only an hour and fifteen minutes to make it through security. Let’s face it booking first class had its advantages. William pulled up to the curb at in the drop off and loading zone of terminal 4. He retrieved the luggage from the trunk and opened the door for Grace.
“Do you need me to park the car and accompany you to the ticket desk with your luggage, Miss Grace?”
“No, I think I have got it William. Thank you. Be careful driving home,” she said as she organized her bags to make it easier for her to get them into the airport.
“Will do Miss.” William said as he gave her a hand with arranging her bags. After she was satisfied, he got into the car and drove away. She started to get a funny feeling that didn’t make sense. She traveled all the time and felt pretty safe in the airport. After 9/11, tons of security was put in place to ensure traveler safety. However, she was still having this uneasy feeling that someone was watching her. She had felt this uneasy feeling while on the beach this weekend but did not see anything out of the ordinary around her. She figured she must be overreacting. Nothing was going to happen and tomorrow she would be in Italy and all would be right with the world.
She proceeded to enter the airport, pulling her bags behind her. As she entered the terminal, she looked around for the ticket desk. There weren’t many people in line and even fewer in her relative vicinity. It had been a long drive and she realized that she needed to use the restroom so she made her way to closest women’s bathroom and entered. Maybe after she relieved herself this funny feeling would go away, she thought to herself. She washed her hands and started out the door when someone grabbed her arm. Before she could scream, she felt this tingling sensation throughout her body as the airport began to fade away and an unfamiliar room came into view.
Once Zane recognized Grace exiting her car with assistance from the driver, he stood stock straight and never took his eyes off her. He watched her as she entered the airport terminal. He had been waiting upwards of three hours for her to make her entrance and now he waited for the perfect opportunity to take her. He could see that she felt somewhat uneasy by the look on her face as she surveyed the terminal. The Gods were smiling on him though as she made her way to the bathroom. When she entered, he bent down as if he was tying his shoe, and when she exited he took her arm and immediately had Brylon beam them directly up to the ship’s clinic using electronportation. It all happened so fast that no one at the airport even noticed she disappeared.
“What the hell is going on?” Grace yelled as she started to come to her senses. She looked around her noticing that her bag and other belongings were right where they were supposed to be, with her. However, she was NOT where she was supposed to be. Then a sense of dread started to overtake her. She had not checked into her flight. Holy shit, her family would not be notified that she missed her flight because she never checked in. She was going to the vineyard as a surprise visit to check up on them, so even they weren’t expecting her and would not know she was missing. Nobody would know that she was missing for at least a month. All of these thoughts were traveling at the speed of light through her head and she was starting to realize that she was in serious trouble. She yelled out again, “Someone had better start telling me what the hell is going on!”
As soon as they were close enough to pick up transmissions from the Earth’s communication satellites, Zane started studying the languages of Earth. He generally had a good ear for languages and was