They stomped off to Terminal 4 and in through the automatic doors.
“Mr President,” one of the bodyguards said.
“Excuse me?!”
“I'm very sorry,” the bodyguard blushed, “Miss President.”
“That's better.” Jess said.
“We don't need to check your baggage or anything so we can go straight to the plane - there's 10 minutes until take-off.”
“Ok.”
They all got led straight past check-in, through the security gates with their rucksacks and through duty free.
“Oh, Jess!” Hannah said, in a tearful voice. “Look! It's the mini-Virgin store!!” Jess turned and looked at it. “So?”
“Remember Book One!!”
“What?”
“I mean, when we went to Australia.” Hannah said, having confused herself with a random mention of a book.
“Would you like a Mohammed Ali shaped cocktail shaker, miss?” A random shop attendant called to Hannah.
Hannah stopped and looked at the display table, pulled a face and ran off to catch up with Jess.

“I DON'T LIKE PLANES!” Jess whinged, fastening her seatbelt moodily. She had sat in the window seat next to Dom, and was trying to ignore Hannah, who was in the aisle seat, trying to reach across to grab Keanu.
“Want to swap seats?” Keanu asked Brian, who was sitting next to him.
“Er...” Brian looked across the aisle at a flailing Hannah. “No thanks.”
“Dammit.” Keanu plugged in his complementary earphones and turned up the volume.
The tannoy system sprang into life.
“Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to this Concorde flight to a secret place.”
“CRACKIN' information system,” Jess said, sarcastically.
“We are now preparing for take-off. Please fasten your seat belts.” Continued the voice on the loudspeaker.
Everyone clicked on their belts apart from Jess, who had already put hers on.
The plane started moving forward suddenly, then sped up dramatically.
“Wheeee!” Hannah giggled.
“I hate planes!” Jess muttered, gripping the armrests tightly.
“I wonder who's flying! Do you think Jimmy's flying?” Hannah exclaimed, leaping up despite the fact that they were partway through takeoff.
She half-ran, half-crawled up the aisle (the plane was now at a rather interesting angle) and finally burst through the cockpit door.
Hannah gasped.
“JIMMY!?”
The pilot turned and looked at Hannah, not sure if she was insane or not. “My name's Chris.” He corrected. “And you're meant to be in your seat young lady!”
“Oh.” Hannah hut the door, blatantly uninterested. She walked past the crew area and back to the first class seating on the upper deck.
She was slowly walking down the middle aisle between the gigantic fancy seats when she stopped and gaped in shock at the two familiar faces seated 5 rows up the plane from them.
“Hey, Hannah!” Sean said. He elbowed Elijah who was asleep on his shoulder.
Elijah woke up with a jump and looked at Hannah. “Oh, hey.” He smiled.
“What are you doing on this flight? It goes to a secret location!” Hannah said, shocked.
“Really?” Asked Sean, not sounding extremely bothered. “We're not stopping there - it goes on to L.A. afterwards.”
“Oh, ok!” Hannah smiled. “You should come and say hello to Jess. She'd be really REALLY happy to see you.”
“You think? I thought she'd be too busy to bother with us mere mortals” Sean smiled.
“Why?”
Sean lifted up his paper, “She's President of the World.”
“Really?” Hannah said, nonplussed. “She's not busy - come and see her.”
“Ok.” Said Elijah.
“Yeah, after the seat belt sign has been turned off.” Sean gestured to the sign on the ceiling.
“Oh, bugger that.” Hannah answered.
“Excuse me, madam, you're meant to be in your seat.”
Hannah turned on the attendant. “My best mate is President, so I'd be quiet if I were you.”
The crew member ran off.
“I'll see you in a minute then.” Hannah went and sat back in her seat.
She turned and saw Jess who was eating peanuts. “I've got a surprise for you!”
“What? Unless it's something REALLY miraculous, like...” Jess scanned her brain for something miraculous. “...Like SEAN being on the plane...” Hannah pointed.
Jess looked down the aisle and a head popped around the back of the chair in front.
“Hi, Jess.”
“ARRRRRRRGH! Good Chris Barrie Almighty!” Jess fell out of her seat.
“Hee hee.” Hannah skipped up the aisle to pester Keanu.
“Ladies and gentlemen, we are about to land.” The tannoy announced.
“What?” Jess exclaimed, picking herself up off the floor. “But we only just left!”
Elijah and Sean's heads appeared over the top of the seats in front.
“CONCORDE!” They exclaimed in unison.
“Oh.”

As soon as they got off the plane, Brian spotted the spaceship.
“WOW!” He yelled excitedly, hopping up and down.
Hannah backed off the plane, dragging Jess by the ankles.
“NO! NO, GOD! LEAVE ME ON THE PLANE! PLEASE!”
A loud speaker crackled and an announcement was made by an American voice. “WELCOME! PRESIDENT JESS, TO OUR SECRET LOCATION SPACE PAD!!”
Jess almost got her head blown off by a 32-gun salute by a flash looking military. “That's it! I'm going back to the plane!”
Jess wriggled free of Hannah's clutch and ran back to the plane. Hannah sighed, figures Jess wasn't exactly who she wanted to be holding anyway and ran off to Keanu as they walked slowly to the shuttle.
It gleamed in the sky and they ambled along the red carpet and got into a lift, which ascended them to the boarding platform where they got into the ship.
“Would you like me to show you your seat, madam?” A pleasant lady dressed as a smart shuttle hostess walked up to Hannah.
“Wow, this building on Mars must have been good business.” Hannah commented.
“Very right, madam, my children haven't eaten for years until now.” The hostess replied.
Hannah was distracted from further conversation by a squeak getting increasingly louder outside the door. The sound explained itself as Jess appeared at the door with Sean, beaming.