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Salaam...
thank you sooo much for loving my TS
i was scared tomorrow but after reading your lovely replies
ohh haan Happy Independence Day to all my friends from India 🤗
i decide to tease you guys a bit 😳
i divided part 2 in further two parts
it means Two Shots is now a Three Shots 😆
hope you guys bear with me
Affu baby me sooo happy bcox you love it 🤗
P.S i know i break some rule of being undercover and all but AsYa ke liye sab chalta hai 😳
P.S.S plzzz ignore further mistakes bcox main KaBhi bhi Plane hijack nahi kiya so i tried to write a bit hope you guys like it
P.S.S.S you guys can help me out in this scene as part 3 will be coming tonight so i'm all up for suggestions...
Note: All the characters and incidents in this write up are purely fictional... Resemblance to anything living or dead is purely coincidental... There is no intention of hurting any sentiments of people be it's religious or political or emotional...
Meher love u for this note 🤗
"Love... Across The Borders"
Banner Credit goes to Persiko (Affu) 🤗
Part 2
AsYa reached Mumbai, they checked in a hotel, Asad strictly warned Zoya and told her to be in the room only, after freshen up he left... the meeting under "Aman Ki Aasha" was going to held the very same evening... Asad met the officer who had received him earlier, he told Asad to attend the function... Asad agreed and came to hotel, he told Zoya about this, Zoya was shocked to the core, how can he agree to attend the function without thinking about himself even for a once, Zoya tried to stop him but he didn't listen... Asad called Ayan and talk to his family, he too was worried, what if he didn't came back??? Pushing the thoughts away, he spent few minutes with his family on call and then with Zoya...
Zoya was on verge of crying, she wanted to tag along with him but for Asad, it was a big NO, he bid good bye to Zoya and left to attend the function... Asad got the pass from his team and entered in the function hall... the function went well and dinner was served, Asad was roaming around in order to find something fishy, but nothing happened... after long 4 hours, the function came to an end and Asad made his way back to hotel...
Zoya who spent past hours like hell, rushed to the door as soon Asad entered, she crashed herself on him, Asad took a step back by her sudden force, when he felt her tears, he hugged her back and ran a soothing hand on her back, few minutes later, Zoya calmed down and broke the hug, Asad was expecting a lecture from her, but what she did shocked him to the core, Zoya slapped him...
Zoya: how dare you Asad... how dare you... she asked grabbing his collar...
Asad: Zoya...
Zoya: kya Zoya... apko pata hai main kitna pareshan thi... apki ammi bhi pareshan ho rahi hongi... why are you like this Asad, apko aik lamhy ke liye bhi hum logo ka khayal nahi aaya... fresh tears brimmed in her eyes...
Asad: hey relax Zoya... I'm fine na... idhar aao...
Asad made her sit on the bed and sat in front of her, and took her hands in his and squeezed it, Zoya looked at him with teary eyes, Asad wiped her tears...
Asad: it's my duty Zoya... if I have to sacrifice my life for the sake of hundred of peoples, then I'll never think even for once...
Zoya: and what about us Asad???
Asad: Zoya my family knows how much I love my job, they supported me from the beginning... now if something happen to me...
Zoya: plz Asad don't say like this...
Asad: you too have to accept the reality Zoya... he cupped the side of her face...
Zoya: what reality Asad... what you did some hours back was not the part of your job... you are a pilot, and regarding your undercover post, you just need to put the things together, not something like this...
Asad: I have to leave tomorrow, and don't want to ruin this moment now...
Zoya: you are going back...
Asad: hmm by tomorrow I have to leave, my work is done here...
Zoya: you are such a jerk Asad... how can you go like this... we met tomorrow only and now you are going back...
Asad: Zoya, we can talk about this later, you go and change...
Zoya: change??? Where are we going???
Asad: dinner Zoya...
Zoya: oh yes... how I can forget, Mr. Pilot and his Bhukkadness...
Asad: like you don't want to eat...
Zoya: you know na mjhy tension main zaida bhook lagti hai...
Asad: then what are you waiting for??? Go and change... main ammi se bat kar ke aata hoon...
Zoya: as you say Mr. Pilot...
Zoya left to change while Asad called his family in Lahore, later AsYa went for dinner, they spent a quality of tome together and enjoyed each other's company, when they returned back to their room, they realized that they had booked a single room, Asad took the sofa and gave the bed to Zoya...
Asad came back to the room after making some calls to his seniors in Lahore and found Zoya sleeping peacefully, he smiled and made him comfortable on the sofa...some minutes later, Asad turned to his left and faced Zoya, he noticed her sleeping form, her one arm was under her head, while with the other hand, she had hugged a pillow near her, there was a content smile on her face, don't know when he drifted to sleep...
Next Morning, Zoya woke up first, she came to Asad, ruffled his hair and whispered "the cutest Pilot ever" and ran to washroom...
After the breakfast, AsYa decided to roam around the city, Zoya who had already visited Mumbai thrice, showed him nearby places, Asad purchased some gifts for his family, they had their lunch on the way back to their hotel... Asad's flight was at 6PM while Zoya was booked on the flight for Delhi at 5:30PM...
AsYa reached airport around 4'o clock, both were sad but didn't showed it, as they had to check in by international and domestic departures respectively, they looked at each other for the last time, Zoya was on verge of crying but Asad promised her that he will visit again and took her in a comforting hug, both broke the hug and bid good bye...
Zoya was about to step in domestic departures when Asad called her from behind...
Asad: Zoya...
Zoya: ji... she turned and faced him...
Asad: nothing...
Zoya: ahh as expected...
Zoya shrugged her shoulder and left from there, Asad smiled at her antics and made his way towards international departures...
AsYa were lost in each other's thoughts, both were in love but didn't confess... Asad got his boarding pass and made his way towards the gate but instead of going further he moved back, he can't go back without telling her, what if life didn't spare him a chance to meet her ever again, he made up his mind to confess it right now...
Asad came to the inquiry counter, asked about a flight to Delhi, his all hoped crashes when he found out that flight was all set to take off, he felt defeated, tears brimmed in his eyes, he remembered his time with her and smiled with tears, he was lost in his thoughts when he heard noises around him... Asad looked around and narrowed his eyes, airport security was there, he wiped his own tears and focused on their moves, he tried to ask what's the matter, but no one tell him anything, he called the man who had received him but his cell phone was switched off, he was getting worried by each passing minute, finally he spotted a senior officer and approached him...
Asad: excuse me sir...
Officer: yes...
Asad: hmm actually there is something wrong here right??? What happened???
Officer: look Mr. it's a serious issue, we can't reveal it to citizens, you plz leave from here...
Asad: sir I understand but...
Officer: kya samjhengy aap??? It's a hijack... hijack ka matlab samjhty hain aap... he shouted at him...
Asad: hijack... which flight sir???
Officer: it's none of your business...
Officer called the security and told them to take Asad away... soon the Indian army arrived, airport authority canceled all the flights except the flight to Lahore which was all set to take off, army started to move the people out of the airport... Asad was getting worried for Zoya, what if her flight??? NO, he can't imagine such thoughts... he waited and waited, Indian army decided to seal the airport, Asad was outside the airport when some news reporters arrived...
Media broke the news to him and he came to know that it's Zoya's flight, he was rooted to his spot, how's that possible, a hijack but for what???
A senior officer from Indian army came out of the airport to handle the media and informed that 3 delegates of "Aman Ki Aasha" are there in the flight to Delhi, now Asad understood why PAF got the clue about, terrorists didn't plan a blast or something like that, they had planned a hijack, and the bad part was that Zoya was in the flight...
Asad called his team and informed them about the situation, they told him to take the flight and come back ASAP, but Asad refused to come back... Asad entered the airport, security and army tried to stop him but he introduced himself as a Pilot in PAF, they talked to their seniors and let him in...
Asad met with the seniors of Indian army and told them he is not an ordinary pilot, he is an undercover officer and wanted to help them tackle this problem...
Officer: look Mr. Khan, we appreciate you, but we can't allow this, 2 delegates are from Pakistan, if something happened then the relations between India and Pakistan will be affected...
Asad: I agree with you sir but believe me I can help, and trust me nothing will happen to India-Pakistan relationship...
Officer: hmm okay... you stay here... let's see what they demand...
The flight to Lahore took off, the airport was sealed, all were waiting for a call from the hijackers, and after long 40 minutes they made a move...
Hijackers demanded a pilot and told Indian army to fill up the fuel tank of the plane... all were shocked, hijackers were all set to take the flight away, Asad suggested to send him as a Pilot, but the officer clearly refused...
Asad: plz sir... let me go there... I promise kisi ko kuch nahi hoga...
Officer: Asad... there are already 88 passengers who are in danger and can't allow you to jump in fire...
Asad: sir... there is someone special in those 88 passengers...
Officer: no... I can't...
Asad tried again and again but Indian army didn't listen to him, he called his team and they too refused... he was worried for Zoya, he came to that officer again who was trying to talk with the hijackers...
Asad: sir...
Officer: Asad stop this, we are already in a mess...
Asad: I didn't confess to her...
Officer: I understand but...
Asad: I don't know what you think about me, but I love her sir, plz let me go, apki bhi family hogi, agar meri jagah hoty to shayad aap bhi yehi kehty na...
Officer: Asad I have orders from Indian and Pakistan's government, I can't allow you...
Asad: okay then... I know what I have to do... I can save her on my own... I don't need your permission...
Officer: Asad no plz... tum aisa nahi kar sakty...
Asad: I can... I can do anything for my love... he stated firmly...
Officer: you have 5 minutes Pilot, go and get ready before more seniors came here...
Asad smiled in tears and hugged thanked the officer, Asad changed in a pilot's uniform, the officer gave him 2 loaded revolvers and wished him luck...
Asad was dropped near the plane, he climbed up, hijackers let him in the plane, Asad started counting the hijacker, they were 6 in total, he was looking around in search of Zoya when the head of hijackers came to him...
Hijacker (HJ): what's your name???
Asad: Asad Ahmad Khan...
HJ: Muslim???
Asad: Alhamdulillah I'm a Muslim... any problem...
HJ: nahi... Indian army sent you after knowing you are a Muslim... kya baat hai... Aman Ki Aasha kafi famous hogayi haina...
Asad: yeah... if people like you stop doing this, then India and Pakistan can be friends...
HJ: who the hell are you??? How dare you Khan, no one talk to me like this...
Asad: what you guys want???
HJ: you are not a pilot right???
Asad: I'm a pilot...
HJ: then go and do your work...
Asad: I'm here to do my work... where are the ladies and the delegates...
HJ: so this is the matter...
Asad: I asked about the ladies and delegates...
HJ: look... you are getting on my nerves, stop messing with me, go and start the plane...
Asad: nobody is going to fly today... he turned his back to the HJ...
HJ: so you will stop us???
Asad: I already did it...
Asad smiled a lil and turned again with a gun in his hands...
Asad: start counting your last breaths...
HJ: oh... I'm so scared... plz let me go... plz plz plz... he came closer to Asad and put Asad's gun at his forehead...
Asad: what's the hurry... pehly thodi jaan pehchaan hojaye...
Asad moved around the hijacker, the other hijacker tried to interrupt...
HJ: no no... he is our pilot... let him see around...
Asad along with the HJ moved to the business class where the delegates and ladies were seated, as soon he found Zoya safe and sound, he sent a silent prayer above, Zoya who was sitting on the window seat, felt his presence and looked at her left and found him...
Zoya: Asad... she whispered...
Asad smiled at her and blinked his eyes at her in order to assure her that he is here and everything will be fine... the hijacker noticed there silent talk...
HJ: oh... now I understand... so this is the matter pilot... you are here for her right???
Asad: I'm here for her... any problem...
HJ: problem to ab tumhy hogi Khan...
Before Asad can register his words, he hit on Asad's face with his elbow, and in the next second, he pushed down, Asad tried to stand up, but HJ hit him on his head with a gun...
Zoya: Asad...
Zoya shouted his name and ran towards him but the other hijacker held her on time, Asad was hearing her voice, before he can react, he felt another hit on his head and passed out...
Hijackers called Indian army and informed them their pilot was nothing but useless... Asad was lying there unconscious, Zoya begged them to let her be with him but they didn't allow her...
On the other hand, the news of hijack crossed the border and Asad's family came to know about his move... Anwer and Zeenat too were shocked to react, they took the leave from their work and made their way towards Mumbai...
The officer who had sent Asad, was in a complete mess, he was not only answerable in India but in Pakistan too, he was accused to send a Pakistani officer in a danger without the orders, he assured them that Asad will tackle this problem, he knew what power Asad had with him, the power of love, which can help him coming back from the lap of death...
Sooo that's it...
ignore my mistakes plzzz...
final part till tonight In' Sha' Allah
Ashii...
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