Brooke tapped her foot impatiently, looking around the busy airport for a glimpse of her favorite blonde. She had been waiting for what seemed like forever for her friend to show up. Brooke was starting to worry that she had backed out last minute. She was just debating pulling her phone out to try and track down the blonde when she heard her name in the distance. Whipping around she saw who she had been waiting for, and damn, she was even more beautiful than the brunette remembered. Feeling herself blush at that thought, she cleared her throat and shook it off before practically strutting up to the blonde woman and wrapping her arms around her waist. Brooke smiled into her warm neck as she felt lanky arms encircle her shoulders. "Peyton," she whispered. 'MY Peyton' she thought to herself.
The blonde pulled back enough to look her friend in the face. Settling her left hand to the brunette's face to softly caress her cheek, she spoke with pure joy showing in her voice, "Brooke." The two girls gazed into each other's eyes for a moment before Brooke linked her left arm with Peyton's right and started to lead her away while speaking excitedly with her. "We're finally here . We're finally home."
"Yea, we are. And there's no one else I'd rather be here with."
"C'mon P. Let's go start our new lives, where we belong."
And the girls walked out arm in arm, ready to face everything together.