She thought that he was set on leaving when he got onto the helicopter, she cried out his name again and again , hoping that somehow he would hear her and look down. Though he had no reason to come back, she had been horrible to him, she did what she promised herself not to. She knew he wasn't at fault, she knew that she signed up for ambitious when she married him. She stood there with the copter air blowing her hair in all different directions and she was sobbing, pleading for him to come back. Her brother stood behind her, watching and hoping that his friend would come back to his wife. He knew that she had done some bad things, but she loved him, and deserved another chance This burden she was carrying for such a long time was finally exploding in her heart, she felt like she was being ripped to pieces. Her vision was clouded with tears and she could barley see the helicopter stop moving upwards and slowly drift down.
He wanted her to run to him, he had not heard her calling his name but when he got into the helicopter he saw her. He loved her more than anything in the world, he loved her more than politics, although he didn't show it. The helicopter was about to fly off when he told the pilot to stop and go back down. He knew part of this was his fault, he knew that , and part of it was hers, they shared it. Although he felt that most of the fault was his. He knew he should have cared more for her and their son when they needed it. if he had been there she would not have gone to the park alone in the first place. He knew there were places that he wanted to go, but oddly enough he felt like as long as he had his wife that he could give it all. He wanted her to be with him, not with anyone else, close to him, supporting him, like it was before the baby, and before the book.
When the helicopter landed again he rushed out to her and without another word he gathered her in his arms and kissed her. It was different than any other kiss they had shared, it was not a lustful kiss as it mostly always was, nor a tender kiss like one they had shared on the day they were married. It was a kiss where two shattered and broken people found their way back together. When he had to go he held her hand for a long time, she didn't want him to go. As he left in the helicopter she waved and smiled, knowing everything would be alright
P.S. Kitty: So, what's your position on trophy wives.Robert: Trophy what?Kitty: Trophy wives, you know, men with trophy wives, I'm just curious about where you stand on that issue.Robert: Kitty, what the hell is happening at that spa?