Plane Crash On Grey's Anatomy Novels & Stories

THEY get off the helicopter as Reagan lands them, as they get out of it, they’re so confused when they see ambulance and police on the runway. “What is this?” Death asks while walking towards the crowd. “Excuse me sir, what happened here?” Blood asks one of the officers. “There is a shooting that happened here that led to a plane crash.” The officer said. “I don’t feel good about this, let go find Chaos and River now.” Blood said to them and the other nodded. They are about to leave and walk away when they stop as one officer comes running from toward the other officers. “The passenger’s body is already identified by the test, their family if on the way.” The officer said.

She almost asked him to stay, but with his housemates on the other side of the door it would have been weird. The hot shower helped the tightness in her muscles. It felt good to wash the travel and hospital funk off her body. They'd chartered a small, private plane for the remaining leg of the trip which had made for less than relaxing travel. The turbulence had been so much worse than on the large jet. Still, they'd gotten here in one piece with no one dead. Well, there was one death even if the news wasn't reporting the man as dead. Whoever the man on the plane was, he had a toe tag now.

Grayson frowned at Nathan’s tone as he stood up when Thomas informed him that he can now board his private plan after refueling has been completed. “What the hell’s going on?” He demanded in return. “There was an accident!” Nathan said hardly. “That’s what’s going on!” Cold dread filled Grayson and his mind immediately travelled to Maya, already not hearing whatever Nathan is saying to him over the phone. He stuffed his phone back in his pocket and urgently boarded his plane, ordering the pilot to take off immediately. “Sir, we’re number four on the take off list,” the pilot informed him. “It’ll be more than an hour before we can move! There are lots of arrivals today as per radioed.”

At 16:55 pm, the flight attendant asked the passengers to put their phones in airplane mode. A few minutes later, their flight departed from the airport. When they were approaching Africa, the fog was so thick, the pilot couldn't see clearly. The visibility was poor. At that moment, the pilot saw another flight coming straight towards them. He tried to descend but it was too late. The two airplanes collided in the mid-air. Four hundred passengers and the crew lost their lives.

Cynthia and I looked at each other then immediately buckled ourselves. "Buckle up, you guys. It's about to get bumpy!" I called back urgently. "Turn!" Cynthia screamed at me. We both jerked the yoke right at the same time and the plane rolled, the underbelly scraping the building, leaving a barrage of shattered glass and twisted metal to shower the ground. The tip of the right wing was not far enough off the ground and the power of the blow broke it off like it was made nothing more than papier-mâché.

My pulse hammers against my throat, threatening to burst it's way out any moment from now. After I was whipped, Cody and the Black Void deplaned, leaving my bloodied, mangled body on the plane with an inexperienced pilot. Our plane crashed into the Redwood forest that day. It is a miracle that I survived. The pilot wasn't so lucky. The rescue team found his head decapitated from his body and thrown by the force of the explosion a few meters from the plane. I feel a hand on my shoulder and I jerk. "Mira? Are you okay? Is it your heart?"

He managed to make it past the first one with no problems, making a wide arch to his left, rolling up so that the plane was almost vertical; however, as he neared the narrow space between the next two towers, his left wing didn’t quite clear the guide wire that secured the tower in high winds, and before he even realized what was happening, the wing ripped from the fuselage, sending the AgCat into a tight spiral. From her viewpoint on the ground, Cadence could see the wing come off of the plane, hitting Aaron’s plane, which had already begun to pull up as he attempted to get out of the way. It looked to her like the Cessna didn’t sustain any trauma as he continued to fly over the top of Sam’

“Miss, we are already conducting search and rescue efforts, but sadly, there are no signs of life on the plane wreckage.” Although the man wanted to push her away, she was clearly in mourning, so he simply sighed and allowed her to vent her grief. An air crash was a rare accident, but when it did occur, it was catastrophic. “That's impossible!” She could barely breathe, and her heart had broken into a million pieces. She released her grip, squeezed the buttons on her chest, and squatted on the ground to take deep breaths. How could they just leave like that when they had said that they would treat her to a big meal when they came back?

The first night after Darren had left, Areiza tossed and turned in bed all night. Their argument a few days ago was still fresh in her memory as if it had just happened yesterday. Restless, she sat up and picked up her phone to check the time. It was already 4 a.m., yet here she was still wide awake. While Areiza was scrolling through the news feed, a headline caught her attention. She read through it and found that the plane N873GK bound for BL crashed at one o’clock this morning. The rescue team had confirmed that 35 people had died in the crash.

It was at this moment that a piece of news was displayed on their TV in the living room. An accident had occurred and a plane had crashed. It was uncertain whether the people on the plane were alive or not at this moment. Mango's heart suddenly sank. "Haih, many people must have been killed!" What's wrong? What are you sighing about? "Nathaniel walked out of the room. When she heard Mango's exclamation, he couldn't help but come forward and wrapped his arms around her waist." "Mango pointed at the television and said, ""Look, there's a plane crash. It seems that it happened in Nakasara. It's fortunate that we came back early, if not I'm afraid..."" "