Red Eye Flight

"Carol." Alexa called out into the darkness of the night. She'd woken up in the middle of the night, laying in her bedroom, trying her best to get back to sleep. Her urge to use the bathroom made that impossible. Another call out to Carol came, and Alexa shut her eyes, clenching with every muscle in her bones.

"Carol!" Alexa shouted, and she heard rustling outside her door, and slowly steps resounded, then her door open. A very sleepily Carol yawned and looked at Alexa.

"What's going on Alexa? We still have a bit before we leave on our flight." She asked.

"Potty. Bad." Alexa said, and Carol nodded, opening up the crib, and helping Alexa down from it. Shuffling forward, Alexa tried her best to reach the bathroom, rushing inside to leave the door open.

Alexa didn't make it. In front of the toilet, she felt herself begin to squat down, and by then, she had already lost to her urges. Carol put on a smile.

"Close! Next time you'll get it Lex." She said encouragingly.

The next bit of time was a flurry of activity as they got ready for the airport; Alexa, fully awake, let the coffee carry her until they reached the airport, with Carol unbuckling her from her car seat, her low-cut blouse getting Alexa's attention. Taking the offered backpack, Alexa slid it on, and began to wander off, until a tug of the leash on it stopped her. Turning her head back to Carol, Alexa raised an eyebrow.

"Sorry, Diane gave me an extra pack." Carol said with a smile. The two checked into their flight, and Alexa sat down, breathing a sigh of relief as she awaited her plane. Carol, wearing her nice blouse and jeans (with the leash tethered to her hip) looked just as relaxed as Alexa, wearing a pair of shortalls, a pink striped shirt, and a semi-obvious diaper.

"Are you two flying international?" A man's voice asked the two.

"Yes." Carol responded.

"You've been selected for random screening....." He said, beginning to explain, in detail, the process they'd have to go through before their flight; both Alex and Carol rolled their eyes, and followed the man to a side room, as he looked through their bags, then brought in two women to pat them down.

"She has something here. Miss, what's your daughter have under these overalls?" One of the guards questioned, hands on Alexa's hips.

"She's wearing a diaper underneath there." Carol replied, her own pat down done. The guards hands removed themselves right away, and the stop was over.

"Apologies for that Miss, we aren't used to undergarments like diapers on the regular; please, accept my apology." The guard said with a genuine apologetic tone.

"Apology accepted. Lex, you okay?" Carol questioned, getting a nod from Alexa.

Both women sat in their planes seats: Alexa captivated by a film, Carol looking over old family photos; both were just happy to have gotten off the ground. Once they were fully into the air, Alexa took over her cute headphones, leaning over to question Carol on the mostly empty plane.

"Why'd we have to do that?" She questioned.

"Just a random check Lex. They really wanted to see your diapers." Carol replied teasingly.

"Not that. The waist and hip photos." Alexa questioned. After Carol accepted his apology, the guard had asked the two women for an extra second, explaining he'd love to get photos showing the difference between those with and without diapers, with Carol accepting for both women. Done in a minute, both women had their photo taken, mostly focused on the crotch area, with the final photo being a shot of Alexa next to Carol.

"Because I wanted to help him." Carol replied, and Alexa stuck her tongue out.

"You just wanted someone to take a photo of your butt." Alexa said, and they both laughed.

Time passed, and Alexa fell asleep, with Carol pausing the cartoons. She looked over at Alexa and smiled.