A/N:

I'm so sorry for keeping you waiting once again.

Maybe I should just come to terms with the fact that I can't write fast or often :(

But...finally I have more to post ;D

I don't know if I'm completely satisfied with this chapter, but I really want to post chapter 3 soon, so chapter two just had to be written.

Don't expect too much ;)

Now, I don't like begging, but I just can't help myself ;)

Please read, enjoy and review ;) You'll make me a very happy writer, if you do ;) (and I need some cheering up :( )


Here we go:

Away Together, Chapter 2

"Flight AF1750, destination Paris Charles De Gaulle, is now ready for boarding. Passengers in rows twenty to forty please step forward."

The sound of the flight attendant announcing the forthcoming departure made Emily jump slightly in her seat.

She looked down and noticed her hand being held by Matt's. It felt comforting and secure, she liked that feeling.

"Sleep well princess?" Matt asked her smiling at her teasingly, obvious to the fact that she hated being called princess. Seeing her blush he leaned over and kissed her burning cheek before whispering in her ear:

"I love it when I make you blush"

Emily opened her mouth to reply, but was interrupted as Matt pulled her to her feet and started dragging her towards the queue of people waiting to board the plane.

"Look at is this way. Now you have even more time to come up with a cunning reply" Matt stated grinning from ear to ear.

However his grin left his face to be replaced by a look of mock hurt as he felt Emily's fist punch his shoulder.

"You just wait, smart a, you just wait" Emily uttered through clenched teeth while trying not to laugh at Matt's evident confusion.

Four hours into the flight and everyone was finally settling down.

Everyone but Matt that was. He just couldn't get comfortable in the cramped seat and his attempt to find an even barely tolerable position kept him squirming and turning over and over until finally letting out a sigh of defeat.

He looked to his right where Emily was sleeping peacefully. He reached up and stroked her silky soft cheek. No reaction. His hand found its way down her arm stopping for a moment at her hand. Slowly turning her hand over, he drew circles and patterns on her palm, his fingers applying an almost featherlike pressure. Still no reaction. Now slightly frustrated he let her hand fall back in her lap and decided to up the pace. He slid his hand down Emily's left thigh, pausing at her knee before going back up.

Before he got very far, Emily's hand grabbed Matt's stopping it in its tracks. Slowly opening her eyes Emily turned towards Matt, eyebrows raised questioningly.

"What?" Matt mouthed, feigning innocence, but not quite succeeding.

"What!?!?!" Emily mouthed back with sceptical look, not backing down.

Matt flashed his boyish charm smile, in a last attempt to get out of the apparent trouble he was in. The stern look on Emily's face soon made him reconsider.

"I…I…it's just that…" Matt stuttered, "…I was bored"

The last admission was said in a whisper as Matt looked down blushing.

Silently Emily shifted in her seat to lean forwards and whisper triumphantly in Matt's ear:

"I love it when I make you blush"

Matt's head shot up, his eyes full of surprise. Realising Emily had just beat him at his own game, his ego was somewhat bruised, but he also felt proud. "That's my girl", he thought to himself.

"That's clever, Lehman, did they teach you that at Princeton?" Matt asked.

His tone was teasing, but the way his eyes bore into hers, wasn't.

Suddenly the plane shook violently. One moment it felt like they were falling, the next like they were driving on a bumpy road. Emily felt panic overtake her body, her eyes were huge with fear as she gripped Matt's hand and almost jumped in his lap.

Matt wrapped his free arm around her and pulled her tight whispering soothing words in her ear:

"It's ok, Em. Just a little turbulence. Nothing this plane can't handle. Come on now, breathe, we'll be ok"

The plane had finally stopped shaking, but it took another minute or two before Matt's words registered to Emily and her heartbeat returned to normal.

Still clinging to him she looked up, her eyes wet with the tears she tried to keep from falling.

"Thank you" She whispered, "Thank you"

"Does this mean I'm forgiven?" Matt asked, trying to lighten the mood as he wiped the now fallen tears from Emily's cheeks.

"For now" Emily answered as she lifted her lips to meet his.