Meghan wasn't having a good week and as far as she was concerned nothing would make it better. She had files and clients lined up with no end. Everything that she'd been trying to do all week had been pushed around so much she had no idea when she had to be somewhere. All she wanted was to go home and take a nice long bath and forget that this day had ever happened. The only problem was she had five more appointments lined up in the next seven hours. As her mind wondered a picture of Richie flashed in her mind. Lately it seemed she'd been doing a lot of thinking about Richie. Even though it had been about nine months since they'd seen each other Meg hated not knowing where he was or even if he was still alive.

Megan grew up with Richie as her best friend and she couldn't have asked for anyone better. He'd never let her down and when he did he more then made up for it. Richie treated Meg like a princess and had promised Mac that if anything ever happened to him he'd be there to take care of Meg. Every one of her friends told her that Richie was her prince. She knew that they'd never have more then a platonic relationship which is all she'd ever wanted. As long as Richie was there she knew that everything would work out. She had never been more scared then when she'd walked away from his at the airport knowing that it might be the last time they ever saw each other. The longer he was away the more she feared that something had gone wrong.

"Who ever you are you're fired," said Meghan sitting with her head down at her desk feeling someone standing in the doorway.

"I'll remember to tell the person who pissed you off," said a warm and familiar voice. When she looked up she saw Richie Ryan standing in front of her dressed in the familiar outfit of blue jeans and tee-shirt with the leather jacket to match. He didn't look clean just casual exactly the way she'd remembered him. Her heart melted and she wanted to cry, but all she could do was sit there with a look of shock on her face.

"Richie?" she said out loud. She knew it was him, but for some reason saying his name seemed to make it real to her.

"So you haven't completely forgotten about me

"I'm so sorry I'll call security right away. I don't know how he got in here," said the assistant a young women in her mid twenties. She eyed Richie trying not to be obvious, but acted like it did surprise her he was standing there. Meg had everything looks and money which to Kate also entitled her to men with looks.

"That won't be necessary Kate. Could you close the door please on your way out?"

Meg just stood there with tears in her eyes. She wanted so much to just run to him and hold him, but there was so much that needed to be said. The last time they stood in front of each other was at the airport when Richie took off. She'd been so worried about him that it didn't really make her hurt so much until this very moment.

"You look beautiful" said Richie smiling at her with his hands in his pockets

"No, I look terrible," she said as he walked over to her

"You could never look more beautiful then you do right now."

"I've missed you so much Richie," she said staring into his blue eyes

"I've missed you too," he said gently touching her face she swallowed hard as a chill went through her body. Meg had strong feelings for Richie and when he left he's taken a piece of her heart.

"What do you think of the place? It's not as large as I'd dreamed of, but its working."

"I love it," he said kissing her ever so softly. Meg returned the kiss wanting to freeze time. She'd felt so lost these past few weeks and having a familiar face around is something that made her feel so at ease. The last few months had gone by so fast with moving into the studio to dating a new guy to running to Dojo.

"Excuse me, there is a Mr. Landis here to see you?" said her assistant walking in to find them in each others arms.

"Yea, send him in," said Meg walking over behind the desk

"How's my girl?" said a tall handsome guy in a suite walking in with flowers. He walked right over to Meg and kissed her. Meg felt so awkward standing there with two incredible men in the room. She felt overwhelmed with both of them in the room. Even though she had been with Michael she wanted more then anything to leave right then with Richie.

"Thanks Michael they are beautiful. Michael, I want you to meet Richie Ryan. Rich, Michael Landis my boyfriend he works for one of the major publishing companies in the city."

"It's nice to meet you Richie, Meg speaks very highly of you. So you are back from your travels for a few days?"

"Yea, I just got back in town."

"Sweetheart, I have time right now if you want to go grab something to eat," said Michael to Meg

"Michael thanks, but I am up to my head in paper work and I have six more interviews today. I'm sorry."

"No, I totally understand the mind of a genus hard at work. I'll save you something for tonight when do you think that you'll be done."

"I'm not sure I'll call you."

"Try and relax, you look amazing by the way. Richie it's nice meeting you."

Richie stood there looking at Meghan her hair long brown hair and hazel eyes that lit up whatever room she stood in. Even though Richie has just met the guy he hated him and wanted to tell him off. Richie couldn't see anyone being good enough for Meg growing up, but now that she was an adult he had no say it the matter. All he wanted was to make sure that she was safe, happy, and that's exactly what she was.

"Don't give me that look Richie Ryan," said Meg breaking his thoughts and sitting down behind her desk

"Huh?"

"Never mind, you have a place to live?" she asked knowing full well of the answer to the question was no. Sometimes Meg thought that Richie made himself predictable just to irritate her.

"Actually, I was hoping that you might have some ideas," he grinned sheepishly running his hand through his curls.

"Some things never change do they? You can stay with me for now. I'll call some realtors tomorrow and see if we can't find you an apartment," she said trying not to smile at his devious tactics.

"I am planning on being around for awhile. Are you sure that Michael won't mind me there?"

"We aren't living together if that's what you implying. It's hard enough having a relationship without adding my past to it."

"Hey, how about I treat you to dinner tonight?"

"Sounds great I'll see you tonight. Richie?" she said stopping him

"Welcome home," she said kissing him

"Thanks," he said walking out with a mile wide smile on his face.