Written for the ar_drabbles community on LJ's A/U challenge.
Laura slid the door open an inch and peeked out. Sure enough, there was Bill, reclined on a chair and staring up at the stars.
"Hey," he greeted her, immediately standing to remove the thick coat he was huddled in and draping it snugly around her.
"Happy Thanksgiving," he offered quietly.
"You too, Bill."
"I wasn't sure if you were going to make it, Madam Secretary. Do you have Secret Service agents with you?" he teased.
"No, it's not official yet," she told him with a smile. "The Senate still has to approve my nomination."
"A formality," he assured her. "Adar wants you."
She hummed and moved to lean on the railing.
"What's wrong?"
She jumped slightly at Bill's question, his breath fanning the nape of her neck. If anyone else stood so close to her, she'd be uncomfortable. But as it was...It was Bill.
"Laura?" he prompted.
She licked her lips, imagining she could still feel Richard's kisses on them.
"You're having second thoughts about the appointment?"
She turned around, glancing down at the band of gold adorning Bill's ring finger before quickly looking away. Inside, she saw Saul and Ellen pouring drinks while Lee looked on disapprovingly; Emily and Sherman were deep in conversation; Dee and Kara were pointedly ignoring each other.
A petite blonde waved before opening the door to join them.
"I knew you two would be hiding out here. I need you to carve the turkey," Carolanne Adama said to her husband before giving her once-Maid-of-Honor a distracted kiss on the cheek. "No books," she then scolded her.
Laura held her hands up. "I didn't bring any."
"Good. You can give Laura a bagful on the way out, Bill."
As Bill chuckled, Laura reluctantly shrugged off his coat.
"Let's go give thanks," she murmured.