The moment those words came out of her mouth Michael knew something was wrong. But the concept, the very idea that she was on the boat was even incentive for him to ignore that feeling. He spared his brother a glance before he behind toward the stairs that lead to the lower half.
"Love you-" it was rushed and awkward but he still felt them. He couldn't resist a smile as he tumbled down the stairs-she loved him. He looked around the kitchen, his mind racing for any sign of her…anything to stop that sinking feeling in his stomach.
"Love you-" He let his mind wonder to the decision for the appropriate greeting. A hug was definitely in order, and given the fact that this would be the first privacy that had had since meeting up again he was seriously contemplating a kiss that ended as something more.
"Love you-" those words rang through his mind, her tone. He wasn't finding her.
He was running down halls now yelling her name. He didn't care who heard them…just so long as she did. But she wasn't responding. She was on the ship! She was there!
"Love you-" No she wasn't.
Michael felt his heart drop. No she wasn't. That's why she had said it.
He raced up the steps begging any god that was listening that she was waiting up with Linc. That she would turn and smile, open her arms for a hug.
He came toward his brother, saw the cops and was sure his world had just ended.
"Love you-"
I love you too