A/N: Hi everyone and thanks for your reviews on my first drabble. I'm glad you enjoyed it and like the idea. Here are two more drabbles, set in the same Airport AU scenario. This time, they are set before the last one, so when Thorne sees Cress for the first time and vice-versa.

Thorne took a sip of his espresso when he saw the blonde woman on the walkaway. Although he might have noticed her suitcase first.

It was the same as his, a rare piece from a small start-up business that sold top-notch suitcases for business travelers, designed to use every bit of space as smartly and effectively as possible. They were still mostly unknown so it wasn't often that Thorne saw someone who had one, nevermind the same model as his. Maybe the company was getting more popular. Good for them.

Thorne was about to mind his own business again when he saw the dreamy expression on the woman's face. It seemed strange that someone who was so lost in their own world needed to travel at all.

Shaking his head and blaming his jetlag for such an odd thought, he took another sip and made his way to the gate.

He wasn't a pilot but he was surrounded by a whole group of beautiful stewardesses. They were laughing at whatever he was saying and he seemed to be having a great time. Maybe he was the boyfriend of one of them? Though which one, Cress couldn't tell. The bubbly one with the stunning blue braids? The tall-legged brunette who casually leaned against him, brushing some invisible lint from his lapels? Or the one with the angelic blonde locks and the bell-like laugh?

Cress felt like she was back in high school where the cheerleaders were vying for the attention of the quarterback while she stayed on the sidelines or hurried from one AP class to the next.

She envied the casual easiness with which they all carried themselves. He was a traveler like her but he had the air of someone who could be at home anywhere, confident with himself, while Cress felt completely out of place no matter where she went. She doubted they could be any more different.

That's when she noticed his suitcase. It was the same as hers, a product from an innovative start-up company. It was even the exact same model. Maybe they weren't so different after all?

She grabbed her suitcase with a new confidence and made her way through the terminal, unaware of his eyes following her.