Annie's plane was expected to land at 09:00hrs. Arthur was sending Auggie to the airport to make sure she had actually arrived safely. Russian relations were tense and not exactly friendly after word of Lena's death.

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Auggie had arrived extra early at the airport on the day of Annie's arrival. As he approached the scheduled gate of her plane, he recognized a familiar scent. As he drew closer to the source, he became completely certain of who it belonged to.

"'Morning Joan."

"Morning Auggie. I brought you a Coffee."

"Thanks. What brings you here so early on a workday? Arthur didn't mention you'd be waiting for Annie as well... Oh no, wait…you don't expect Annie to debrief after her landing, do you?! She's in no health to do so! She's just getting back from who knows what hell those Russians put her through. I won't—"

"Auggie," she said sternly in order to get his attention, "I'm not here to bring Annie in. From what I hear, Arthur gave you today and tomorrow off, so I wouldn't expect to see Annie in the office until mid-week. I took today off as well. I needed some time to analyze certain things, and thought it'd be nice to see Annie before I do make anymore decisions. I did put my job on the line the moment I supported her trip to Russia."

"So it's true? You're resigning? You can't, I mean. I can't tell you what to do, but I just don't think that's the right decision, Joan."

Joan gave Auggie a questioning look, wondering how on earth he knew about her resignation letter, but before she could ask.

"I have reliable sources too," Auggie smirked.

Joan couldn't help but smile. "It seems you do. But probably not as good as mine. And you're right, Annie's going to be exhausted when she arrives. Good thing your here for her."

Auggie politely smiled and drank his coffee, he hadn't planned on Joan's presence, but it didn't really matter because he wasn't expecting to tell Annie anything at the airport anyways. The important stuff would be for later. After a good meal he'd order for them, and once she was well rested, then he'd be able or tell her he—

His thoughts were cut short as he heard Joan rise from her seat. He had been so entranced in his thoughts, he hadn't heard the intercom announce flight 1456's arrival. That was rare, Auggie had never been so distracted before.

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Annie took a deep breath. It was relieving to be landing on American soil. Home sweet home. When she left for Russia, she wasn't sure she'd return. And if she did, there was never any guarantee that she'd return unharmed. Luckily for her, she had returned safely. Well the definition of 'safely' differed from others. She knew Auggie would be the first to make her see a physician when she got back. But what she knew she needed to do was process everything that had happened in the past few months. She hadn't actually sat down and accepted her loss. Her pain. Her hurt. Eyal had been right, she thought.

'It's okay to feel what you're feeling.' She remembered those words back from Israel, when her agency was having her examined after Jai's death. And it was definitely time to accept all the pain, hurt, and fear she had been feeling these past few weeks. Escaping from Russia hadn't been easy. And she definitely couldn't have done it without Eyal's help. He had really repaid his debt, she smiled lightly. After having saved his life over and over again, he had come to her aid and done the same. She'd be grateful forever, she thought.

"Anytime now. People are waiting to exit, you know," a rude voice behind her seat brought her back to reality.
She hastily grabbed her bag and walked towards the front of the plane.

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Auggie continued to fold and unfold his walking stick, worry clearly etched on his face. "Don't you think it's been too long. The plane landed a while ago. Did immigration know she was cleared to reenter? Maybe I should go check..."

"Patience, Auggie. The FBI, NSA, and Homeland were all notified of her arrival, so she shouldn't have any problems. Look, people are exiting. She should be out any second now," Joan patted Auggie reassuringly, who seemed uncharacteristically nervous.

"Ah! There she is. She's spotted us." said Joan a few minutes later, guiding Auggie towards Annie.

"Auggie!" Annie ran to him and hugged him so tightly, she could have squeezed the life out of him.

Auggie slightly fumbled backwards as Annie had come at him with such force and energy. "You look exhausted," Auggie said into her hair half-jokingly. He could feel from their hug that she was weak; probably from the lack of food and sleep.

She genuinely laughed, and he felt her laugh vibrate through him and fill his ears. Such an amazing sound to hear after so many weeks of worry. Instantly, a huge smile appeared on his face.

Relenquishing her hold, she took in Auggie's appearance. It had been too long since she'd seen his handsome smile. However, he wasn't the same old Auggie.

"Look who's talking!" She retorted. Auggie looked tired, with small bags under his eyes, not completely visible to everyone. But, Annie knew her best friend. If she could guess, he probably hadn't been sleeping well or at all since she had left. She would have done the same if it had been him.

And at that moment she remembered how it had felt when he had been captured in Eritrea. The thought was unsettling. She had lost Simon, losing Auggie— it was unfantomable. She just couldn't handle that right now. So she pushed the thoughts away and turned to her left instead.

"Joan!" she greeted happily, and hugged her as well; although not as tightly or comfortably as she had done to Auggie.

"It's good to see you," Joan smiled warmly at Annie, relief visible in her eyes.

"Ready to head home? Unless, you have to retreive any checked bags with souvenirs for me?" Auggie asked jokingly, he felt extremely more relieved now that Annie had returned safe and sound.

Annie smirked, "No, not today."

"Souvenirs… Americans have always had a liking for such gifts. I just wouldn't have taken you for a souvenir collector, Annie. Although that would explain that handbag from Paris," a familiar voice joked from behind her.

Auggie's head turned towards the voice, slightly confused.

"Oh, and here's your tea. They were out of coffee," Eyal said nonchalantly as he handed Annie a cup. She glared at him. There was no way an airport would be out of coffee. Eyal was just trying to look out for her but his lie hadn't been a good one.

"Agent Lavin, I'm not sure if I should be concerned or relaxed that you're here?" Joan asked politely.

"Not to worry Mrs. Campbell, Immigration bought my George alias, and Mossad knows I'm here. I'm actually on holiday," Eyal replied.

"On holiday, huh? Didn't know you knew how to file for vacation, seeing as Mossad agents are soo dedicated to the job," Auggie replied sternly.

Eyal smiled, "Yes, well, I thought Annie here could use some company, and after everything we've encountered, the States seemed like a relatively calm area."

"Calm? I see." Auggie replied without a trace of his normal humor visible.

"Calm? Eyal, all our encounters have been anything but calm," Annie said.

"Neshema, Zurich wasn't all that bad; the safe house, the wedding, the dancing," Eyal smiled, "not to mention my delicious organic cooking."

"Well I think I've heard enough... I'm glad your home Annie. It's urgent that we debrief you. But off the record, you need to take some time to rest. So I expect to see you in my office by next week," she smiled.

"Thank you, Joan." Annie smiled gratefully.

"Auggie? See you Wednesday." Joan greeted.

"Uh, Joan, not be a bother but I was hoping you could give me a lift back to the office. Annie seems to have everything under control here," said Auggie.

"But I thought you weren't going into wor–" Joan was asking before being cut off by Auggie's feigned cough.

"Well, I'll go get us a car then," Eyal stated rather quickly, aware of the uncomfortable miscommunication that was taking place.

"Auggie? I thought you were off today? I thought maybe we could head over to Allen's for some drinks and show Eyal around?"

"Yeah, I just remembered I need to finish some important paperwork for Arthur, but I'll call you if I get done early. Then maybe we can meet up at Allen's."

"Um, okay." Annie was a bit taken aback, "but what about—?"

As if Auggie could read her mind, he answered quickly, "Oh don't worry about it. We'll talk later Walker."

He had been so serious on the phone, wanting to speak about important things in person, and now it seemed like it was nothing of importance. Instead he had used her surname in a tone she didn't like.

Impulsively, she gave him another tight bear hug.

"I've missed you," she whispered.

"I'm glad you're home." He whispered back before lightly placing a kiss on her forehead, hiding a small frown as he heard footsteps approaching.

Annie released him from her embrace.

"The car's out front. It was nice to finally meet you, Auggie." said Eyal.

"Anderson. Agent Anderson," Auggie corrected him as he shook his hand with more force than was needed, "It was nice meeting you too Agent Lavin."

Thanks for reading guys! This was my first one-shot, so please let me know what you think. Thanks again! Xoxo Jayy :)

PS- I'm thinking about writing a short sequel. Let me know if I should or should not.