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Rock of Ages, Forever	By : knight Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Def Leppard Views: 4548 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Def Leppard. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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...Nick Knight, Geraint Wyn Davies. Well contain descriptions, depictions of real people. I claim no personal knowledge of these artist/actors and their sexual orientation or personal lives. I do not own rights to any of the people mentioned herein. No profit is being made.
Authors Note: All thoughts are in Italics. Blood may not be sweet to human's, but for vampire's, it very well may be.
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Rock of Ages, Forever Pt39
As Jeremy climbed back on the carrier, he waved bye. Sav picked up his bags where Vivian had put them and started for the door. Going into the hanger Vivian stopped and whistled. “Look at the size of this plane.”
“Well we can defiantly put to rest who it doesn’t belong too and that’s the record company.” Rick commented.
“Then who’s is it?” Phil asked glancing around at everyone.
“de Brabant Foundation.” Joe read the small, elegant letters on the side, just under the pilots seat. “Who is that?”
Sav stared at the large Lear Jet in front of him. “It belongs to Nick.” he said quietly. Upon knowing who the plane belong to and knowing who was behind the change in travel plans, his entire mood changed. Moments earlier, he was laughing, relaxed, happy about recording, enjoying the stress free time without Nick hovering in the dark. Now he was quiet, subdued, if not stiff in his posture and already seemed to be on edge.
“How much money does this guy have?” Rick asked.
“Ah Mr. Savage, you’re here.” Came a voice behind them. Sav turned at his name. He shook the man’s hand as he extended it. “I’m Alex, your steward for the trip. I take it you and your guests found us with no problems?”
“They’re not my guests.” Sav told him. “They’re my friends. Is Nick here?”
“You mean Mr. de Brabant. No, he said he couldn’t make the trip.”
“That’s a relief.” Rick commented. Sav turned and glared at him.
“Gentlemen, if you’ll follow me.” Alex motioned for them to board the plane.
“It seems that Sav is what they call... a kept man,” Rick whispered in Phil’s ear.
Sav dropped his bags and turned to him. “What did you say?”
“It must be nice to have some one buy things for you like one would do a mistress.”
Before any one could move Sav punched Rick in the face, sending him sprawling to the ground. Joe was the closest person to him and grabbed him before he could do any more harm to Rick.
“Sav that’s enough.” Joe yelled. He stopped struggling and glared at Rick. Phil was helping him up as he wiped the blood form his lip.
“I think you should both apologize for that.” Phil said.
“I don’t want his apology.” Sav huffed and shrugged Joe off. Sav went over to retrieve his bags and boarded the plane.
“I hope this doesn’t happen on the trip.” Alex mumbled.
“It won’t.” Sav yelled.
“That was uncalled for Rick.” Joe said.
“It’s the truth and we all know it.” he shot back.
“You're probably right, just don’t say it again.” Joe retorted.
“And be punched like that again. He packs a good one.” Rick chuckled.
“Gentlemen please.” Alex said motioning towards the plane again.
“At least we don’t have to sleep with him.” Rick commented. Joe stopped and turned around to glare at him this time.
“Sorry.”
Climbing aboard, Alex noticed Sav. “I see you found what you needed, Mr. Savage.”
“Wasn’t hard. I smelled it before I even came in.”
Alex only smiled. He hurriedly put their things away and showed them around.
“There is only one room to sleep in should anyone want to use it. The bar is fully stocked, along with a special blend for you Mr. Savage, that you have already found. We tried to bring in what you like, but with such short notice, it was hard. I know you all sleep different schedules, but I will try to prepare your breakfast so it’s not cold for those who sleep later. A large selection of music or movies is at your disposal. Back here is a small bathroom with a shower.” Alex opened to the door to show them.
“All the comforts of home.” Vivian said.
“Mr. de Brabant insist on that for his clients and friends.” Alex told them.
“I’m sure that’s not all he insist on.” Rick said looking at Sav.
Joe rolled his eyes and tried to catch Sav before he bolted off the couch beside him, but he was to slow. Sav shoved Rick deep into the chair he was sitting in.
“If you don’t want to walk to   Paris, I suggest you keep your mouth shut.” Sav told him and flashed red eyes at Rick.
He was startled but undeterred to voice what was on everyone's mind,    “The truth hurts doesn’t it? For someone that wants Nick out of his life, you aren’t trying to hard, so I guess that means you like it.”
“You don’t know what you’re talking about.” Sav hissed in his face.
“I know what the word whore means.” Rick shot back.
Sav pushed him even further into the chair, causing Rick to flinch from the pressure on his chest. Joe and Phil were trying to pull him off, but he wouldn't budge. Rick swung his fist up and Sav caught it mid air, startling Rick at his quick movement.
“Nice try,” he said smiling. “Tread lightly in the water Rick. You never know what might happen.”
“Are you threatening me Sav?” Rick said angrily.
“No, I’m war…” he started. Joe had grabbed his chin and yanked his head in his direction.
“Sav let him go.” Joe said calmly as he stared into his golden eyes. Sav let him go and stood up. Joe pushed him back until he sat on the couch. Without thinking, Joe sat on his lap to keep him there.
“Rick, what the hell has gotten into you?” Vivian asked.
“I don’t know. Maybe I’m just tried of all the bullshit going on.”
“You're asking for a death wish, is what your doing.” Vivian shot back.
“I wouldn’t go that far Vivian.” Sav said quietly. Joe elbowed him in the chest.
Alex cleared his throat. He would never get used to traveling with vampires. Their temper is one to be reckoned with. “Gentlemen if you’ll take your seats. I’ll notify the captain were ready to take off.” he disappeared to front, then came back moments later to find everyone safely buckled in their seats, “Mr. Elliott…”
“I’ll stay here.” Joe informed him. He felt it was safer to stay on Sav's lap, then have Rick start with his accusing statements, even if most of them were true.
“Very well.” Alex replied.
The engines started and warmed up. The intercom crackled. “Good evening gentleman, I’m Captain Stewart. We’ll be stopping briefly in   New York for fuel, before our flight continues on to Pairs for another stop, with a short delay and then on to   Holland. If you have any question or concern please don’t hesitate to ask Alex or myself. Once we are air born and at cruising altitude, I’ll come back to meet you. Thank you and enjoy your flight.”
“I will if it’s like this the whole way.” Sav whispered to Joe. He elbowed Sav harder, causing him to cover his chest with his arms.
The plane slowly moved forward. Alex had switched on the TV and it showed them the view from the pilots’ seats. The plane turned and headed for the runway.
“Mr. Elliott, you should be in a seatbelt for take off.” Alex said a little worried.
”I’m fine.” Joe said.
“To say the least.” Came Sav’s reply. Joe could feel his fingers as Sav ran them up his back. He felt him relax under him and his breathing picked up. At least no one noticed what was going on between them. They were watching the TV as the plane taxied to the runway.
Sav inched his hand under Joe’s shirt and touched his bare skin. Joe tried to shrug his hand away, but Sav only went further under his shirt. Joe finally reached around and grabbed both of his hands and brought them around to the front to hold them there.
“That’s even better.” Sav remarked.
Phil looked over at them and caught Joe’s eye. He shook his head to stop Phil’s question before he could ask. Sav tried to pull one hand away from Joe, but he held them tight. Sav worked his fingers under the front of Joe’s shirt and was rewarded by the warm flesh underneath. His gripped tightened around Joe and he pulled him further back on his lap. Sav leaned up and bit him, causing Joe to jump. He did it again as Sav made his way across his back. Finally working one hand lose, Sav brought it up behind Joe. Pulling up his shirt, grazing his teeth on his skin. Joe could feel the tips of Sav’s fangs as they scraped against his back. He glanced around nervously to make sure that no one was watching them and was relieved when no one was. Joe felt his fangs pierce his skin, but not real deep. Sav ran his tongue over the small holes and licked up the drops of blood. He moaned with delight at tasting Joe again. He sat up straighter and Joe could feel his breath on his neck and his teeth lightly ran across the same place causing Joe to shudder.
“Joe,” he whispered. “If you don’t get off me, I’ll have no choice but to take you in that bedroom and finish what I started.”
Joe tried to turn and look at him, but Sav held him to tight. He let go of the hand that he still held on too and tried to get up, but Sav wouldn’t let him go. He turned his head slightly and whispered. “Let go.”
Sav released him with a reluctant sigh. Joe got up, he turned around to look down at him. Sav had slumped back onto the couch with his eyes closed. Joe could see the tips of his fangs pecking out from behind his lips. Opening his eyes he stared back at Joe. The deep golden yellow caught Joe of guard and he knew at that moment that he was in trouble. Not from Sav, but from himself.
Sav watched the emotion flicker across Joe’s face. It took everything he had not to push him into that bedroom. Instead, he rose from the couch and found himself within inches of him. Sav reached up to touch his face, but stopped himself. Glancing in Joe’s eyes he quickly turned and went to the refrigerator. Grabbing a bottle and sucked down half of it. The others watched him as he turned to face everyone. Joe was relieved when he noticed that his fangs were gone and his eyes returned to a deep blue which indicated that he was control again.
Sav sat in a window seat and stared out at the dark sky. This was not   going to be an easy trip being in such close quarters with Joe. He slumped back in the chair and took several deep breaths and drank more of his chosen beverage.
“Would you like a glass for that Mr. Savage?” Alex asked.
“I’m fine, thanks.” Sav replied.
“The captain has turned off the seatbelt light. You’re free to roam around the plane if you like. Can I get anyone anything?”
“I’ll take a wooden stake if you have one.” Rick said.
Joe spun his head in Sav’s direction. He expected him to go for Rick again, but he didn’t. He sat there looking out the window with a smile on his face.
“I’ve tried that already Rick. The only thing it did was hurt like hell.”
“Isn’t that a relief. Now you can carry on your affair with Nick and still try to get Joe in bed with you.”
Phil covered his face with his hands. Joe could see the muscles working in Sav’s jaw, his hands balled up into fist and the way he drew his head up straighter, only meant more trouble was on the way.
“You don’t think we haven’t noticed it for the past twenty years. Now all of a sudden it finally comes to the surf. So what’s stopping you? Afraid he won’t respect you in the morning or should I say night.”
'Ok that’s it.' Sav thought. He bolted from the chair and flew at Rick. This time he would….he slammed into Joe, sending them both to the floor. Joe landed on his back and the breath was forced from his body as Sav landed heavily on him.
Rick jumped from his seat and stepped back. Sav’s hand swiped out to grab his foot that was just out of reach. Joe held him tight around the waist with one arm and reached out with his other to grab Sav’s other arm before he could get a hold on Rick.
Phil pushed Rick to the front of the plane. “What’s wrong with you. I have seen him when he is pissed. Believe me, you don’t want to be the target. Now stop while you’re ahead.”
Sav looked down at Joe who was beneath him, breathing heavily. He glanced downward at his lips and came closer.
“Don’t.” Joe said quietly so the others wouldn’t hear.
“Another time maybe.” Sav told him and quickly got, up pulling Joe with him.
“That was a missed opportunity.” Rick called out.
Sav spun around and glared at him. He took one step before Joe bear hugged him and turned toward the door to the bedroom. Giving him a slight push Sav began to walk forward with Joe still holding him.
“Go for it Joe. Let me know if it’s worth it!” Rick yelled.
Sav began to struggle to get away, but Joe held him tighter. “Keep walking.” Reaching the door he shoved him into it. Pinning Sav with his body as he reached for the knob. Going inside he slammed the door shut and locked it.
“You should be thankful that Joe was here Rick.”
“At least I’m not on the receiving end of what’s going to happen in there,” Rick shot back. “I’m glad it’s not me.”
“No, if Joe wasn’t here, you’d be dead now. Sav would have beat the shit out of you and Joe is the only one that can get his attention when he’s like that.”
“Bring it on Sav!” Rick yelled.
“Do you think you can take him?” Phil started. “He’s twice as fast and stronger than you are. You don’t have a chance in hell. And one more word out of you...I’ll punch you myself.”
Rick held up his hand. “Fine, I’ll be quiet but the truth remains and you both know it.”
“That may be, but it’s Joe and Sav that have to work it out. Not for us to make rude remarks about.” Vivian said.
“This is going to be a long trip.” Alex mumbled to himself. He could see where Mr. de Brabant favored Mr. Savage. He felt the tension between him and Mr. Elliott as soon as he met them in the hanger. 'What was Mr. de Brabant thinking when he put those two together on this little plane.' Alex shook his head in wonder.
When Joe had the door shut and locked, he let go of Sav. He didn’t move at first, he liked the way it felt with Joe pressed against his back. Slowly turning around, Sav was only inches away from him. Joe stared back, Sav’s eyes had taken on a light golden hue to mix with the blue, Joe found himself unable to look away. Sav reached up and trailed his fingers along Joe’s chest.
“You shouldn’t pay any attention to what Rick said.” Joe finally whispered, breaking the silence.
“I’m not.” Sav’s eyes glanced down at Joe’s lips. Not being able to resist any longer, he leaned in and kissed him. Joe hesitated at first, but gave in and parted his lips, Sav dove his tongue in. Pressing his body more snug against him. Sav reached down and shot his hands under Joe’s shirt, once again feeling his warm skin underneath his hand. He moved to his throat, sucking in and biting the skin. His fingers found their way to the top of Joe’s pants and ran around the front to tug on the button. Joe quickly came to his scene.
“Wait, this is…..” Sav cut him off, covering his lips again with his. Joe started pushing against him just as his hand moved down inside his jeans. Joe managed to push him away. “I can’t do this Sav, it’s too fast.”
Sav ran his finger along his lips. “Don’t be nervous.” his voice had taken on a deeper tone that made Joe shiver.
“It’s not that. It’s just that I...I don’t know about this.” Joe managed to say.
“That’s ok. I can wait until you are.” With that Sav leaned in and kissed him long and deep before he pulled away. Stepping back, he flopped down on the bed and stared up   at the rounded ceiling of the plane, taking in a deep breath.
“What’s wrong?” Joe asked.
Sav propped himself up on his elbows and looked over at Joe’s disheveled state. “Do you know how sexy you look?” Sav commented as he ran his eyes over him, taking in his disheveled look.
“Do you know how sexy you look, laying on that bed?” Joe startled himself when he realized what he said and looked behind him. “Did I say that?”
“You did. Come over here and we can both look sexy on the bed.” Sav smiled.
Joe chuckled. “I bet we would. Stop looking at me like that. It always made me feel uncomfortable when I caught you looking at me that way.”
   “I never meant to make you feel that way.”
   “I know.” Joe replied softly.
Sav furrowed his brow. “It's been hard...is...was...op..” Sav clamped his mouth shut.
Joe straightened his pants. “It was always easy for you tell me anything.
“All the years I spent fighting these conflicting feelings for you. Rick was right in what he said, about it all coming to the surface. You are my best friend, my brother...I...having such thoughts of us in...in that way...was...was...."
“Sav, Nick is on the phone.” Phil called through the door.
Sav rolled his eyes and fell back on the bed, covering his face. “What a way to ruin the moment. Bad timing on his part.”
“And if you don’t talk to him, he’ll be banging on the door to the plane, wanting in.” Joe laughed.
Sav jumped from the bed. “That’s not funny Joe.”
“Sorry, guess not.”
Sav came over to him. “But it’s not Nick I’m thinking of right now.”
Upon seeing him Rick couldn’t help himself. “That was quick. Can’t hold it Sav?”
“Shut up Rick.” Sav growled as he went by. Picking up the phone, he turned his back on everyone. “What?”
“Hello Sav.” Nick crooned over the line. “You sound a little flustered.”
“I’m fine. What do you want?”
“I thought I would call and see if everything was to your satisfaction.”
“To your satisfaction you mean.” Sav shot back.
“Is there a problem?” Nick asked.
“Yes there is. We were suppose to fly on a commercial jet, not your private plane and I don’t like the way it looks from my point of view.” Sav told him.
“And your point of view is what?”
“Don’t play dumb Nick, you know what I mean.”
“Why don’t you enlighten me?”
Sav glanced over his shoulder at his band mates, they were all watching him. With a roll of his eyes he turned back around and stared at the bulkhead. He didn't even need to see Nick's face to know that he had a look of amused arrogance on his face. “It makes me look like your lover, kept….you know what I mean.”
“Isn’t that what you are? Besides, I’d like for you to have all the luxuries I can offer you.”
"The only luxury you can offer me, is to get out of my life." Sav quickly shot back, then heard Nick's soft chuckle over the phone.
“You find your accommodations pleasing....yes.”
“Yes I do, its very nice, but the others... I don’t know, you’ll have to ask them yourself.”
“Very well, push the red button by the phone.” Nick instructed him.
“Why?”
“It’s an intercom that allows me to talk to whom ever is on the plane and they can talk back.”
Sav pushed the button and heard a click on the phone. Hanging it up, he stuffed his hands in his pockets and turned back everyone. Rick was by the bar pouring himself some water. Vivian and Phil were sitting at the table talking quietly and Joe had just came out of the room. Joe noticed immediately that his mood had changed when Nick’s voice come over the speakers.
“Good evening gentlemen. I’d like to apologize for the mix up at the airport. My people that work for me were suppose to notify you of the change. I will be speaking to them about that. I hope you find everything you need during your flight?” Nick told them.
“Yeah Joe and Sav have already made use of the bedroom.” Rick chuckled.
“Have they now.” Nick commented dryly.
“Oh yeah, they were in there all of twenty minutes doing… well you know.”
Slowly pulling his hand out, Sav gripped the edge of the doorframe to keep himself in place. Joe watched him from a distance, ready to step in the way if he had too.
“I’m curious Nick.” Rick started.
“About what?”
“How much money you have. I mean, you own this plane, you have a foundation in your name, you spend two years somewhere with our friend Sav here and you are a Homicide Detective. I know they don’t make that much money.”
“No they don’t. I have accumulated a lot of money over the years.”
“Even enough to keep your lover close.” Rick said looking at Sav.
“If I have too.” Nick replied.
“How much?” Rick shot back.
“Last time I was notified on the amount, which has been many years,” Nick smiled through the phone, already picturing their faces when he continued, “It amounted to around 87 billion dollars. I don’t know what it now.”
Phil made a face at the amount, as did Vivian, who silently mouthed the word “wow.”
“That’s a lot of money to keep a lover in luxury as you do with Sav.” Rick told him.
“To put it mildly yes. I put in every effort to make him happy. Can you do that Mr. Allen? I don’t think so and if it means buying him as you put it, what ever he desires, I will. Also satisfying him in the bedroom plays a big part.”
Sav had dropped his head down in embarrassment and was staring at the floor.
“Which I might add, he’s doing it with his best friend behind your back.” Rick informed him.
'That’s it.' Sav thought. He flew at Rick, pinning him face first to the wall before any one knew what was happening. “I warned you Rick.” Sav growled into his ear.
“Or what Sav. You’ll kill me just like you have killed those others.” Rick grunted out as Sav pushed him harder into the wall.
“No, I’ll do one better. I’ll make you wish you were dead,” Sav told him. “You think you can take me, give it your best shot. Although, I don’t think you would get very far with one arm.” Sav shoved him and backed away. Rick turned to face him and for the first time seen his amber eyes and fangs as they peeked out from behind his lips.
“Do you think that scares me.” Rick said angrily.
“I don’t care if it does,” Sav shot back. “But I don’t try and hide behind it like you do. You want everybody to pity you because you lost your arm. So what! I can live with what I am and pretend to be someone I’m not.”
Those words cut to the bone. Sav had never said any thing like that to him. Rick’s face turned red with anger. He balled up his fist and swung it at him. Sav caught it inches from his face. “If you had another arm, you could have punched me with it.” Sav smirked and caught him in the jaw with his other fist and grabbed him by the throat. Rick’s lip was bleeding from where Sav hit him. He reached up with his finger and wiped the blood off his chin. Sav stuck his finger in his mouth and sucked the blood off, then leaned forward within inches of Rick’s face.
“Sav don’t.” Joe yelled from behind him.
Sav looked over at Joe and back at Rick. “Your not worth the effort.” He said and let him go. He stalked over to the darkest corner he could find on the plane and stood there.
Nick chuckled over the intercom. “I suggest you keep Sav as an ally Mr. Allen and not an enemy. He could have torn you to pieces in seconds and there would have been nothing any one could have done to save you.”
Rick stood there in shocked silence, as did every one else. They were in the midst of a very pissed off vampire and no one wanted to move. After what seemed like eons, Rick found his voice. “Sav you wouldn’t really... really kill one us would you?”
Sav stepped out of the shadows and came up to him. His eyes were a soft amber and his fangs had retracted. He looked at Rick’s still bleeding lip and reached up to wipe it away again. Rick flinched at his touch. “No, I would never do that, I couldn’t.” Sav said in a silky voice. He licked the blood from his finger again. Reaching out once more, he ran his fingers over Rick’s busted lip. “This will heal it faster.” He told him and wiped his salvia on the deep cut. Rick was puzzle by his complete turn around. One minute he was boiling with rage and the next he was soft spoken and gentle with his touch.
“No hard feelings.” Sav said smiling and lightly patted his cheek. He stalked over to the refrigerator to pull a out a bottle and headed for the room.
“I need a drink.” Phil said and went over to the bar. He poured himself a shot of whisky and swallowed it in one gulp, almost choking as it burned it’s way down. Shaking his head to chase away the taste, he flopped down beside Vivian.
Getting over his shock, Vivian looked at Joe, "If we had Nick killed, do you think Sav would inherit all that money?"
Slight laughter sounded over the phone line, "Not likely Mr. Campbell ...on the killing me part anyway." Nick cleared his throat, then began again,   “Well gentlemen, have a nice flight and if you need anything, just let Alex know and he will contact me immediately.” There was an audible click as Nick hung up.
Rick had finally moved and sat heavily into the chair that was closest to him.
“How’s your lip Rick?” Vivian asked.
He reached up and lightly touched it to discovery that it had almost completely heeled. “It’s almost gone.”
No one wanted to talk about what happened because no one really knew what to say.
Joe went to the bedroom door and went in without knocking. ”What the hell was that?”
Sav was sprawled across the bed on his stomach, holding the bottle upright so it didn’t spill. “What was what?”
“You know damn well what I mean.” Joe shot back.
“He had it coming.”
“Not that way he didn’t.”
“So I’m suppose to sit back and listen to him carry on about my relationship with Nick. That’s not what bothered me. It’s what he said about us being in here together.”
“You still didn’t have to do that, that remark you made was cruel.”
“He knows I didn’t mean it.” Sav replied softly. “I’m tried Joe, go away.”
“So that’s it. You’re not going to apologize to him it?” Joe asked, he could already see the bottle starting to tilt as his grip loosened, it threatened to spill. Joe went over and took it, putting the cork in, he sat it in the cup holder.
“No, maybe later.” Sav's voice was slurred from sleep.
Joe left him and joined the others in the front. He tried to get comfortable enough to get some much needed sleep. Vivian and Phil talked quietly between them and Rick started out the window thinking about what Sav did. It did scare him, but he wasn’t going to say anything to anyone about it.
***
Hours later the captains voice came over the intercom. “We’ll be landing in New York shortly for refueling, with a short lay over.”
Sav was startled out of his sleep by his voice. Turning over on the bed he stared up at the ceiling again. He needed to get off this plane for a while. He quickly downed the rest of the bottle. Going to the door and flung it open, it hit the wall with a bang, as he quickly walked to the refrigerator and took out another bottle and drank it. Joe and Phil watched him, something was up and they knew it.
The seat belt sign came on and everyone buckled up. Sav was pacing the room by the door.
“Mr. Savage, could you please have a seat and put on your belt.” Alex told him.
“I’m fine.” Sav told him with a hard look.
Alex shrugged his shoulders and sat down.
The plane descended to the runway, as it touched down Sav moved to the door. Waiting a few more minutes for the plane to slow more he went to open the door.
“Mr. Savage, what are you doing. You can’t open the door until we have completely stopped.” Alex said.
Sav turned and just looked at him. Joe was out of his seat and heading straight for him. Sav turned the handle and swung the door open. A strong breeze entered the cabin. He looked down at the rapidly passing ground. Taking a deep breath he jumped out onto the oncoming wind. Joe’s fingers missed him by inches. “Shit.” Joe yelled.
Phil staggered up behind him. “What the hell is he doing?””
“He jumped out.” Joe replied.
“To go where?”
“I don’t know.” Joe said and shrugged his shoulders.
“He’s going to give us all heart attacks with these stunts.” Phil huffed uneasily.
Joe backed away from the door as the plane came to a stop. The captain came back and looked around. “Who opened the door?” he asked.
“Sav did. I guess he couldn’t wait for the plane to stop.” Joe told him.
“He’s causing a lot of trouble. Maybe he should find another way to get to Holland and not on my plane.” Said the captain.
“Fine you tell him, and then phone your boss and tell him that.” Joe retorted. “I don’t think he will be very happy to hear that you kicked Sav off the plane. He’d probably have your neck and you would be searching the want adds for another job.”
The captain thought about this for a moment. “Fine I won’t, but keep him under control or I will be phoning my boss and let him know of the trouble that Mr. Savage is causing.” The captain finished his little speech and went back up to the cockpit.
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