You're Back?

A/N

Set just after "Chain Reaction" left off, slightly AU as this is set a few days after "Hello, I Must Be Going" instead of the day after :-)

Reviews welcome,

Laura xxxx

"Hey, you could've given me a puff of that!" A voice called as Max threw his cigarette away.

He whipped round, and was surprised to see Zoe stood a few metres away from him, a suitcase by her side. He gasped. "Aren't you meant to be in America?" He questioned, hardly daring to believe his eyes.

"I am, but once I got there I decided to turn back... I made a mistake leaving you. I love you Max, more than anything. I couldn't let you go, not really, truly." The female announced.

"Zoe..." her name fell from the porter's lips, and he stepped closer to her.

Zoe reached out and took her husband's hands in hers. "Yes?" she asked, gazing at him.

"I feel the same." He smiled , taking her in.

Her hair was slightly curly, she hadn't straightened it that day. She was dressed in a black leather jacket, pink T shirt, and black ankle length boots.

Zoe beamed, her smile the one she smiled especially for him. She stepped closer to him, letting go of his hands in order to loop her arms around his neck.

They kissed, holding each other close, Zoe running her fingers through Max's hair, Max holding Zoe's waist.

"I missed you." Max whispered against Zoe's lips when they broke apart.

"Me too." The female responded, her eyes gazing at his, love radiating from them.

"So, what's next?" Max asked his wife, tenderly tucking a stray piece of Zoe's hair behind the female's ear.

"Well, I think that I'll ask for my old job back. That's a job for another day though, I'm quite jetlagged. We need to get our old flat back too, if that's okay with you?" Said Zoe, looking up at Max.

"Of course it is." Max replied, a smile on his face.

"Good." Zoe smiled. "For now, I have a room at the Holby Arms Hotel, would you like to join me there?"

"Okay." Smiled her husband. "I'll tell Robyn about us another day, if she calls me I'll tell her I'm around at a friend's tonight if she calls me."

"Is she likely to?" His wife questioned.

Max shook his head. "No. Anyway, shall we order a taxi?"

Between them, the couple managed to hail down a taxi, and were dropped off at the Holby Arms Hotel.

Zoe checked them in, and went upstairs to their room.

They entered the room, Zoe took her shoes off and flung herself down on the bed. "Please don't make me move unless it's absolutely necessary."

Max set Zoe's suitcase (which she'd very politely asked him to carry) down, took his shoes off also, and lay down next to his wife.

Zoe snuggled up to him and closed her eyes. "I'm comfortable now." She either happily.

"Good." Her husband chuckled, kissing the top of her head. "You do realise that you're going to have to get undressed?"

"I'm too tired for any of that, Max!"

"I meant getting undressed for bed, Zo."

"Oh." Replied Zoe. "You know, when I was in America, I couldn't stop thinking about you. I missed you so much."

He held her close. "Me too."

Zoe opened her eyes and lifted her head to gaze at him. "I promise that whatever happens, I will do my best to make this work."

"I promise to try and make us work too, Zoe. I love you."

"I love you too." Zoe replied, placing a gentle kiss on her husband's lips.

The End :-) x