Diana catches plane

Diana was racing across the Great Lawn, blue dress in shreds, dark ahir streaming behind her.  A group of soldiers exploded from the woods, close on her heels.
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“Diana!” Alia screamed again.  The door opened wider, spreading like a clamshell, the night air rushing through.  Alia could see the brightly lit baseball diamonds and Diana hurtling toward the jet.
She shouted something, but Alia wasn't sure what.  She was waving her arms frantically.
“Something’s wrong,” Alia cried, then realized it was a ridiculous understatement.
“No you idiot,” said Theo.  “She’s saying get out of the way.”
Theo shoved up from his seat and yanked her away from the door just as Diana took two  huge strides and leapt, launching herself through the air like a missile.  She dove through the door of the plane, tucking into a somersault and slamming hard against the banquette.  Gunfire pelted the side of the jet.
Jason jammed the handle up, and the door started sliding back into place as Alia’s stomach lurched and the jet lifted off.