Again back from the dead... etc. (Same name as before though...)

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Disclaimer: I don't own connect three or any of the members. (Damn, I wish.) Or the movie 'Get Smart'. (If you havent seen it yet theres a very undetailed summary of it in this chapter. Its a good movie. I would advise it.)

By the time the credits were rolling I was about to die. Nate Grey. Arm around me. Oh my god! We stood up to walk out of the theatre and his arm disappeared from my shoulders. Oh well, all good things must come to an end. I skipped out of the theatre while Nate walked behind me laughing. The light hit me in the face as I left the dark room. I theatrically stumbled back a few steps bumping into nick.

"Sorry! I didn't mean to-"

"S'okay." He smiled and we started walking forward again. "I wonder what time it is..." He pulled out his phone. I turned towards him about to ask when he grabbed my hand and started pulling it. Well I wasn't complaining. Nate Grey was holding my hand. I power walked so my arm wouldn't be pulled out of their sockets while we rushed to the other side of the airport.

"Nate, what is it?"

"We were supposed to meet my parents back at the gate 10 minutes ago."

"Oh." We sped up. We got to the meeting place 3 minutes later. We must've broken a record. That kid runs so fast.

"There you kids are! Where did you go off to?" asked Nate's mother very inquisitively.

"We ended up going to a movie. Sorry, I didn't know what time it was going to end."

"It's okay, you're only about 15 minutes late. The flight doesn't board for another 25 minutes." She looked down at our hands, which I now realised were still clutching each other. I quickly pulled my hand from his grasp while he did the same. She looked very curious. I don't think anyone else noticed though. We sat down beside everyone else on the chairs. The ones in the movie theatre were a lot more comfortable. Oh well. The silence was pretty deathly. Lukily Shane broke it.

"So, what movie did you two see?"

"Get smart." We both said at almost the same time.

"Was it any good?" We looked at each other. Realising that we hadn't really watched the entire movie.

"Yeah, it was pretty good."

"What was it about?" Asked Jason curiously. "I haven't heard much about it." Nate came to the rescue.

"Well, there's this guy who want's to be an agent, then he gets his dream on this really big mission, but he's not the best agent ever. It's a good thing his partner is good though. Or else he'd be screwed." I just nodded at the right parts. I couldn't remember the ending much. I'll have to call my friend Angie. She's seen everything. She'll tell me what happened.

"10 Minutes until boarding starts Boys. Get your ticket's out." Debra called over her shoulder at her sons. Man, this airport was really air-conditioned. I involuntarily let a shiver run down my spine. Guess who noticed other then me? You got it! Nate!

"Why won't you just say your cold?" He asked teasing me.

"I'm not that cold. Just a bit." He rolled his eyes before taking off his sweater once again and forcing it into my hands. His shirt rode up on his stomach when he took it off. Just a bit but, damn, toned much? He pulled his shirt back down. Noooo!

"Are you going to put it on or start another war this time?"

"Depends."

"On?"

"Whether I'll win this time or not."

"Nope."

"Fine, I'll put it on."

"Thank-you!" He gave an innocent smile. I pretended not to freak out as I pulled to sweater over my head. It smelled really, really, delicious! Mmmm, Nate grey scent. I could mass-produce this stuff. Millions of people would buy it! I wonder what kind of deodorant he uses.

"What did you say?" Crap. I said that out loud?

"Nothing sorry, Just thinking outloud."

"He uses Abercrombie deodorant." Said Jason from my other side. Busted. Wipe that smirk off your face you traitor.

"Oh." I blushed.

"That's what you were asking? I thought you said this boy needs to use some deodorant." Said Nate.

"No, no, no, no. The sweater smells, um, good." This is awkward.

"Awkward." Thank you Shane! Point out the obvious.

"So... Toasty warm yet?" asked Jason with a little smile.

"Not quite yet. I would be warmer if I got hugs from all of you though." I said in a teasing voice. They looked at each other, planning something. I was not expecting them to jump on me though. Three boys jumping you is a somewhat painful experience, even if it is Connect 3. I gasped, not expecting that. "Can't breathe" I heard laughter as they got off of me one by one. First Jason, then Shane, then Nate. "Could I have hugs like one at a time maybe?" I asked again teasingly.

"But of course." With that, Jason Grey swept me in to a very large comfortable hug. He was a very good hugger. We were having a mini hug-off, you know where you see who can hug who tighter. 10 seconds in we were both squeezing so hard that the veins in Jason's neck were popping out and my eyeballs were about to go flying. We looked at each other and with one look decided a truce. We let go of each other and before I could blink, Shane was hugging me. I was amazed by these boy's hugging skills, they must've taken special classes or something. I guess they did give out a lot of hugs everyday though. Lots of practice time. Shane's hug was slightly shorter then Jason's, but that was solely because he wasn't trying to pop my eyes out of their sockets. Shane smells yummy. Mmm, almost as yummy as... Um, Nate's sweater. I felt Shane leave me and I turned to Nate my arms wide open. He embraced me in a hug. Okay. Nate was DEFINITELY the best hugger. No questions asked. His tight embrace made me melt into him. Those arms... Sigh. His arms were around my waist and mine were around his neck. This was quite cosy. Too bad we can't stay like this forever. Oh well, there he goes. Suzie, embrace this moment forever. Cherish it. I touched my earlobe. Hey! Don't look at me like that. It's what you're supposed to do. Don't you know, when you want to remember something, you touch your earlobe. Geez.

"Suzie?" Asked Jason from behind me.

"Mmhmm?" I was in pure bliss.

"Does your ear hurt or something, I could go get you some tylon-" These boys were WAY to polite. I'm going to be expecting this from the boys back home. Damn, there goes any of my chances of a boy friend.

"No, Its just my um, ear, It feels fine, it's just ,um, I just realised I'm not wearing my earrings today." Nice save. I'm getting pretty good at that. Fosho!

"Uh-huh." Everyone but Shane looked unconvinced, but they dropped it.

"Now boarding flight R548. Rows 19-25 please line up now." The Flight woman was very chipper sounding. I took my ticket out of my purse and looked at it. Row 21. So I'd better get a move on. I picked up my bag and walked over to the medium sized line that had already formed. The Grey family was half a step behind me to reach the line-up. It moved relatively quickly and soon I was at the front. The woman standing there took my ticket and my passport, scanned both, handed them back and waved her hand to move me forward. I walked through the thing connecting the plane to the terminal and got the entrance of the plane. I handed the ticket to the person standing right by the cockpit. She glanced at it then pointed down the isle with a huge smile. She was very fake looking. A lot of Botox seemed to reside under her cheeks. I walked down until row 21. What seat was I? A. Yes! window seat! Huzzah!

"What letter are you?" I jumped at Nate's vice right behind me.

"A, what about you?"

"A. I'm right in front of you! I think I'll take a nap and put my chair ALLLL the way back." He taunted.

"If you do, don't be surprised when you wake up with no hair." I stuck my tongue out. He laughed then grabbed at his hair as though it was his prized possession.

"Not my hair!" He quietly screamed in falsetto. I laughed at him then went to take my seat. Yes! Comfy chairs! I shoved my bag under the seat in front of me. Nate Grey's seat. I don't think I'll ever get over that. I sat in my chair while I waited for the rest of the people to file onto the plane. 10 minutes later the plane was all boarded and the two seats next to me were still empty. I was stuck sitting alone for the 6-hour flight? No way. I loved talking to people beside me on planes. Damn. I waited another 10 minutes. No one sat down.

"Nate!" I stage whispered.

"Yes?" He said in a normal voice, way to ruin the fun.

"There's no one beside me." I threw in a pout even though he couldn't see it because he was facing forwards.

"It's not like I can come sit beside you."

"Yes you can."

"How?"

"Simple! You stand up, Bring your bags, and plop your butt down beside me."

"But my ticket isn't for that seat."

"Well the worst they could so is make you move back... Pleeeease? I'll throw in a free, um..."

"Depends on what this free thing is."

"My undying devotion?"

"I guess that will cut it." He sighed over dramatically as if he was doing me a huge favour.

"YAY! Thank you! So so so so so much!" I clapped like a little kid who just got a truck-full of candy for their birthday. He sat down beside me and shot me a smile. They did the whole airplane safety shebang thing next, then when it was over, we started to move. The wheels under us turning exceptionally fast. When we had gained almost enough speed I saw Nate's face pale a little bit. "Are you okay?" What if he was sick or something?

"Not a huge fan of airplanes, don't worry, I'll be fine when we get off the ground." His hands were gripping the armrests so tightly his knuckles were beginning to turn white. I put my hand over his to sooth him. He gave me a warm smile, teeth and all. I started talking to him trying to distract him while the plane took off.

"So would you rather eat a book, or eat your favourite childhood stuffed animal?" He cocked an eyebrow. Looking at me as if I was insane. I kept rubbing circles on the top of his hand with my thumb. His hand was considerably larger then mine.

"I'm gonna go with the, um, book. My favourite childhood stuffed animal was kinda big." He seemed to be slowly relaxing as the plane started to lift its front wheels off the ground. I felt his hand loosen its grip almost fully as the back wheels had left the ground. I gave him a big smile and he mirrored it. I loved watching take off out the window. I turned away to see the ground slowly disappearing beneath me. I didn't remove my hand from Nate's not sure if he was still freaking out or not. After I had looked out the window for a minute or so I turned to Nate. "Thanks." He seemed very genuinely thankful.

"No problemo! My mom used to have serious panic attacks on planes. That was nothing." After what I had said sunk in I felt my throat closing. Mom. I wonder how she was coping. Nate seemed to notice the small change in my facial expression because he looked concerned almost instantly.

"What's wrong?" I shook my head. My throat wasn't about to open up anytime soon. Also if I opened my mouth a sob my break out. "Suz?" I bowed my head. Nate put his arm around me again. "You don't need to tell me right now if you don't want to but I'm here to talk for the next 6 hours. Don't forget that okay?" I looked up at him. Holding back my tears. I nodded leaning into his strong, warm embrace.

What is wrong with her mom?

I wonder? Well, I'm still deciding, So. i don't know either. :P

But I have a rough Idea.