Plane Crash On Grey's Anatomy Novels & Stories

I answered quickly. His voice, usually quick and efficient, was slow, hesitant. "Boss… I ran the manifest for Flight AZ671. I—I’m afraid it didn’t make it. It’s bad. The flight crashed shortly after takeoff. The wreckage is in flames. First responders are reporting… no survivors." I loosened my tie; the silk dug into my throat like it was choking me. "Did she… was she on it?" My words barely made it past a whisper. Hope felt absurd, foolish.

“Mija… go…” I screamed, torn; Victor or Mamá. Alexander made the choice, dragging me to the van, Lila’s team covering. Marco’s final drone dove, taser sparking, hitting the jet’s fuel line. Explosion. The Gulfstream erupted mid-runway, a fireball swallowing Victor’s scream. We dove into the van, tires screeching, the blast wave rocking us. Sofia’s monitors flatlined. “No!” I sobbed, CPR on her chest, my hands slick with her blood. “Mamá, please!”

Her eyes are fixed on the tarmac, but I can tell she’s seeing a different day. "Then the engine under the wing exploded," I whisper. "Multiple explosions. It hit right where they were sitting. You were hurt—you have the scar on your shoulder to prove it—but you were far enough away to survive. They weren't. You told me you felt like you’d traded your life for a nap in the back of a plane." The silence that follows is deafening, punctuated only by the roar of a plane taking off nearby. Zia doesn't cry—not yet. She just stares at the runway, her face pale.

She focused with a halted breath, afraid that she would miss a word. “I was in a private jet that crashed in Jangasas before I could get back to Centrolis. The plane was tinkered with, and the system malfunctioned at tens of thousands of meters height… Fortunately, the captain was experienced and got ready for an emergency landing in Jangasas. I had a life jacket and parachute on, but before the emergency landing could happen, the plane broke apart… “I was severely injured but got my life back due to those life-saving devices. The worst time was when Seth took care of me. He did a few surgeries on me, but my chances of surviving were slim.

She blearily opened her eyes and stretched her arm to pick up her phone. "Moriah, open the television now, and watch the news, " she heard Cindy's panicked voice. Flustered at her tone, Moriah went to grab the remote control, then switched on the television, only to be greeted by the news that made her feel like the world caved in. "Billionaire Ethan Miller's private jet crashed in Vermont. Police are yet to investigate the cause of the plane crash…" Moriah stared at the television viewing the plane smoke still rising from the plane, where debris scattered all around. Although her heart nearly failed her, she forced herself to listen to the reporter.

She didn’t have a single dull moment the rest of the night. By the next afternoon, Terrence learned that Travis had been right again. The flight Christine was supposed to take back to Washington had crashed just after takeoff because of equipment failure. There were no survivors. Terrence watched Christine’s face as she tried to understand how close she had come to dying. His heart pounded as the news reporter spoke in a solemn tone. Neither of them had bothered to get dressed. He wore a pair of pajama pants he’d found in the closet, probably Gabe’s and Christine was in pink cotton pajamas. Earlier that morning, Terrence had hiked over to the helicopter to grab her bags.

Ben said carefully. "DADDY'S DEAD!" Miriam cried into her mother's chest. Gabriella's face went white and she stumbled. Ben was there and caught her arm, keeping her from falling. She nodded when she had stabilized. She walked towards the back of the house where the family room was. The TV was still playing and the story was splashed in lurid colors across the huge TV screen. A charter flight crashed shortly after takeoff in the Las Vegas desert. All twenty passengers and the pilot were killed. A series of pictures scrolled past and Gabriella and Ben both froze as they saw the faces of her husband and their neighbors on the screen along with a number of young women.

"I will withdraw my hand. You won't start screaming again, will you?" She stared at him with fear in her eyes. For a moment his heart turned to her. She must be very scared. When she shook her head, he withdrew his hand. She sat up and looked around. "W-What happened?" Sage plopped down on the chair beside her, and the adrenaline pumping in his veins dropped, making him shiver. "The plane hit these birds. They destroyed the engine and I had to land in the mountains." Her face turned pale as she looked out the window and back at him.

There were alarms everywhere, but all I could hear was her voice and Anthony laughing in the background. I breathed in air as much as I could to calm myself even more squashing whatever panic could boil in this situation. Within minutes, there was a thunderous explosion at the back of the plane, causing the whole aircraft to spiral downward. It was very hard to focus on the hologram screen spinning around as I tried to send our exact landing coordinates. The fact that I was able to remain awake at such a high altitude allowed me to observe all of the loose items and debris being sucked out of the plane, including some of my men, and before I knew it, blackness took over.

'Unknown number of casualties: A state plane, Aeril 1500, has just crashed and blown up in a small village named Silvers. Hayden trembled and stopped reading the news. He hugged himself fearfully. What if Zenos wasn't able to predict it and boarded the plane? "What's up?" Zenos was alerted by Hayden's noise, and looking at Hayden's panicking act, he knew something was wrong. Seeing Hayden stare at him with tears pooling in his eyes, Zenos' eyes flashed with cold light. Before he could say anything, Hayden rushed into his embrace and hugged Zenos tight. "Zenos," Hayden whispered and began to sob with a hoarse and scared voice. "I… I'm so glad you weren't on the plane. I. I almost..." Hayden p