Descend drabble

[beer_good_foamy]

For open_on_sunday's challenge "Descend" and writercon100's challenge "Fall." I'm efficient sometimes.

A Calm Sea Does Not A Skilled Sailor Make
Post-Season 6

"Ladies and gentlemen, we are beginning our descent towards Heathrow. Please fasten your seatbelts and return your seatbacks to their upright position."

Giles glances down at the city far below as the jumbo jet banks and dips its wing. Beside him, Willow hasn't moved or spoken for hours. Now she grips the armrests even tighter, her knuckles white.

The plane lurches, falls a few hundred feet, as if remembering that it's heavier than air. "Ladies and gentlemen, we are experiencing some slight turbulence. Please remain seated."

Giles puts his hand on Willow's. She doesn't relax, but the plane lands safely.

Comments

[ladyjane]

@_@
Remind me to stay faaaaar away from Willow when she's upset.
*dives for safety of cupboard*

*peeks out*
Did I forget to tell you?
LOVED IT!

[beer-good-foamy.livejournal.com]

Thanks!

And hey, there's always the possibility that it's just ordinary turbulence... ;-)