This is a short little story that takes place after the episode Sunset
Division. The story takes place during the plane ride from LA back to
Boston. This is actually my first Crossing Jordan Fic, I normally write
Jonny Quest stories.
Enjoy
Disc: I own nadda thing!
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Thank-You By Kara
"Attention passengers, we will be arriving in Boston in 30 minutes." Echoed the booming female voice through the overhead speakers.
With her gaze focused out the window, the tall woman sitting in the window seat slowly turned her head and shifted her gaze from the window to the her sleeping male companion sitting next to her. She smiled as she brought her hand to his hair and rustled his brown tresses, slowly awakening him from his slumber. His eyes squinted open and rolled to the side to look at her. Her heart melted as he smiled at her, revealing his childish dimples. No matter how far she tried to stray away from him, his grin would always bring her back closer to him. He was irresistible and addicting. She could never get enough of him, nor did she ever get tired of being with him. She had to admit, the time he was gone she had missed him, and had gone through withdrawal. She craved his smile, his humor, his presence, himself. Her heart jumped as he placed his hand on top of hers on the armrest. She turned her head and starred into his eyes. Could it be true? Was she in love with him? She smiled, knowing what her heart was saying. There was no one else in the world she would travel across a nation just to make sure they would come back home.
"Thank-you, Jordan," Woody said jolting his companion from her thoughts.
"For what?" Jordan confusingly asked.
"For fly to LA just to bring me home."
Jordan blushed a bit and shrugged it off in a way only she could do. "My pleasure, Woody. My Pleasure." She said as she laid her head on his shoulder. Yeah, she loved him.
Enjoy
Disc: I own nadda thing!
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Thank-You By Kara
"Attention passengers, we will be arriving in Boston in 30 minutes." Echoed the booming female voice through the overhead speakers.
With her gaze focused out the window, the tall woman sitting in the window seat slowly turned her head and shifted her gaze from the window to the her sleeping male companion sitting next to her. She smiled as she brought her hand to his hair and rustled his brown tresses, slowly awakening him from his slumber. His eyes squinted open and rolled to the side to look at her. Her heart melted as he smiled at her, revealing his childish dimples. No matter how far she tried to stray away from him, his grin would always bring her back closer to him. He was irresistible and addicting. She could never get enough of him, nor did she ever get tired of being with him. She had to admit, the time he was gone she had missed him, and had gone through withdrawal. She craved his smile, his humor, his presence, himself. Her heart jumped as he placed his hand on top of hers on the armrest. She turned her head and starred into his eyes. Could it be true? Was she in love with him? She smiled, knowing what her heart was saying. There was no one else in the world she would travel across a nation just to make sure they would come back home.
"Thank-you, Jordan," Woody said jolting his companion from her thoughts.
"For what?" Jordan confusingly asked.
"For fly to LA just to bring me home."
Jordan blushed a bit and shrugged it off in a way only she could do. "My pleasure, Woody. My Pleasure." She said as she laid her head on his shoulder. Yeah, she loved him.