After taking inventory with the rest of the crew, Jason wandered over to Eris, wrapped his arms around her, and whispered lightly in her ear, "My love, we must depart."<br/>Jason nodded to the crew one last time as they all strapped themselves into the seats lining the sides of the cargo hold. Jason walked briskly up to the cockpit, sat down in the pilot's seat, and strapped himself in. He mentally ran through the takeoff procedure:<br/>"Fuel-" Check.<br/>"All gauges are functioning perfectly-" Check.<br/>"Several men with guns are running into the bunker-" Ch-<br/>"SHIT!!! We need to get out of here now!!!!"<br/>Jason slammed the controls forward, hoping everyone was in their seats as he propelled the 2-ton flying metal bird at the group of thugs with SMG's.