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She leaned on the balcony staring absently across the narrow streets, and the few lighted windows that remained. Stars winked overhead and the full moon cast a soft glow across the city. She shivered a little as the breeze seemed to blow through her and along her bones. She sighed.

Thousands of miles away and he was still with her. In her thoughts and her heart… She could still remember how it felt to be close to him. Safe. Calm. Loved.

She traced a finger across the cold stone and felt it's smoothness. She could remember the last time she'd seen him as if it were yesterday. She'd kissed him and he'd kissed her back, even though they weren't together anymore and… God! He was still driving her crazy, just thinking about him.

She'd tried to stop thinking about him because she knew it was no good, but everything around her reminded her of him and all she could never have. Suddenly the smooth, cool stone was too much like his skin, and the breeze too much like gentle fingers tangling in her hair…

Damn it! She thought in frustration. Why can't I just get over him! She couldn't stand to be reminded any longer so she turned and strode angrily inside…

…straight into someone standing just inside the doorway. She jumped in fright and looked up into the face of the intruder. Him! Her mouth dropped open in shock.

"I'm sorry, did I scare you?' he asked, with a half smile quirking at his lips.

"Angel." She said, unable to say more.

He smiled at her surprise and lifted a hand to stroke a strand of wavy blonde hair behind her ear. At that touch she recovered from her temporary paralysis and jumped at him, wrapping her arms around his neck and burying her face in his shoulder. He wrapped his arms around her and lifted her off the ground. She breathed in his scent and felt his strong arms tight around her. She forgot everything else.

Feels like home, she thought.

After a few seconds, she realised something was different… something had changed from the last time he'd held her close. She pulled back so she could look at him she said softly,

"Something's different…"

He grinned and saw an indescribable emotion filling her eyes. Part thoughtful, part confused and part… hopeful? He took her hand and looked into her widening eyes.

Warm. His hand was warm. How could she have missed that? She stared at his hand, wrapped around hers and noticed the slight pinkish tinge. He pressed her hand to his chest and she could feel it. His heart.

She looked up at him and once more felt her jaw drop.

"How?" she breathed in wonder.

"A gift from the Powers That Be." he said.

"No catches?" she asked hopefully.

"No catches." He smilingly confirmed and hugged her to him.

"Am I dreaming?" she asked looking up at him, " because if I am, I don't ever want to wake up."

"You're not dreaming," he replied and kissed her, "this is real."