Never give up hope
I know I should be working on 'One More Day Version Two: Natara's Code' but I found I somewhat enjoyed writing fluff, not nearly as much as darker stuff though. (I swear I'm not emo, I'm against labels anyways). So, this is a sequel to my other fan-fiction, 'Don't Say Goodbye'. I highly suggest (not advertising) you read it too, because you might not understand what the situation is of you don't. If you don't want to read it, I'll sum it up here and if you did just skip the next section.
Natara is called back to the FBI. She plans to leave and doesn't tell Mal. Mal chases her down and says 'this is not a goodbye' and after a little Maltara fluff they end up together. Natara leaves and Mal comes back to the station to find he can video chat with her and they start a long distance relationship. Ok, that's pretty much it. ON WITH THE STORY!
Natara pulled out her iPhone, glancing at the time and doing quick math for the change in time zones. After making sure it was an appropriate time in San Francisco, she called Mal. She did this every day, whenever she got a spare time she made her daily call to Mal. Mal had indeed kept his promise, they did make their relationship work. Although they didn't work together, they always called or video chatted every day. At least one a day, and usually only once because of the time difference. It rang, but Mal did not pick up. She checked her time again, finding she was right. Mal should, unless he was in a spot where he couldn't come to the phone, be able to answer. At this time he should have just gone to work, and be able to at least text and say he couldn't talk. It had been the same routine for he past two months, only a few times had he texted and said he was busy. On those few occasions they always made time, no matter how late they were both up, to talk. That was how they would make it work. She glanced up the window and scowled as she saw her partner Tom in the window, he smiled and waved stupidly at her. She didn't respond, and hoped he wouldn't come in and sit with her. Tom was nice, but was a trainee Natara had been assigned to and in all honesty annoyed the crap of of her. He was friendly, but all to clumsy, especially around Natara. She knew he had a little crush on her, and often slipped in the fact that she had a boyfriend casually in a conversion to remind him. Apparently he took her complete ignorance to his wave as a 'come on over' and walked into the café Natara had been sitting and eating at.
"Hey Natara!" he said way-to cheerfully. He was simply one of those people who were always smiling and constantly irritating you, but he was way to nice to tell him off for anything. "Nice seeing you here!".
Natara hated when he said this. Their were literally two fast food places within walking distance, and she swore he followed her to whichever one she chose that day. "Yeah, I eat too" she said, keeping her voice soft yet sarcastic. For some reason he took this as a reason to sit down with her, and chatted away happily to a barely -listening Natara. She nodded occasionally while still looking at her phone. No response. She couldn't help but worry, and she knew she was over reacting. What with both their jobs they could take care of themselves, but a natural instinct constantly kept her worried about Mal. After over ten minutes of pretending to listen to Tom, she said "Hey, gotta go Tom. I have to umm… grab something from my apartment."
"It's Thomas" he said. This was the only thing that bugged him, and Natara called him Tom when she didn't want him to come with where ever she was going. Knowing it had once again worked, she sped off and fled from her annoying partner.
