You Lost Me

Chapter Ten - Seat 27A & 27B

"What are you doing in my seat?"

Seat 27B was taken, by an individual who seem to have an injured foot and had to remain here. He had yet to say anything, fearing the large individual until he brought up his explaination, "I'm sorry man – I've got a broken leg and I can't move it in my old seat and it gets crammed up so I took you seat because I need the extra space. Do you mind swapping our seats?"

Understanding, Ted nodded, "Yeah, it's no problem. Where's your seat?"

The man handed him over his ticket with the seat number 38A, "It's the last row and it's a window seat. Sorry man, I hope you understand – I can't move my leg that much."

"It's nothing – I actually wanted a window seat," Exchanging the tickets, Ted glanced down at his ticket, "Hope you get back on your feet soon."

"I hope so too."

As Ted walked back, eventually locating his seat – the injured man was about to be joined with another guest, a beautiful tall blonde that had just looked up around to find her seat right beside him, "Excuse me," She asked as she made her way through him, placing her bag onto her lap. Her eyes traveled down his leg, to see the cast, "What happened?"

"An icy New York sidewalk is what happened. That blizzard a week ago – someone didn't throw the salt onto the sidewalk and well, here I am with a broken leg in two places and on a flight to Paris to be with my family."

"Sorry to hear that, about your leg – Coming here, some of the roads were still icy and I almost crashed into a few trees. I hope Paris isn't a snowy mess like New York is."

Attention passengers – we're about to disembark and begin to the runway. We're looking at a eight hour and 17 minute flight and currently the conditions in Paris is going to be a white one with some light snow falling and frigid temperatures.

"And I spoke too soon –"

The man offered a chuckle, "I'm Dan by the way," He introduced himself to the blonde, "Are you traveling to Paris for family as well? Your accent seems a little French."

"Maryse – oh and I'm not traveling to see any family. I'm off to run some business and throw some fashion shows. It's all business for my time in Paris and nothing else."

Digging through her bag, she had some trouble locating her magazine that she had packed to help accommodate her on the long flight but was in no luck. Eventually finding the magazine, something had slipped out of it and onto the lap of Dan, the man sitting beside him. He reached for it and handed to her, "You dropped this."

"Oh –" Not noticing what exactly it is, she reached over to see the photograph and Ted and herself that she apparently had in her bag. Overlooking the photo, it was the same photo that Jack was holding before but yet she still held onto it. Not knowing how it got in here, she smiled. Looking down onto Ted's face, she felt safe and dearly missed him. He had such an impact on her life and changed everything and couldn't find a way to let go as much as she wanted to. What was wrong with her? She was supposed to move forward but yet she continues to move backward.

"Boyfriend?"

"Well, he use to – I wish he still was mine though."

Even the air was different here, compared to how it was like in New York. You didn't feel the different pollutants crawl into your nose. It was just fresh and clean – the way it should be.

The crisp sun melted up the snow that lay on the ground but it wasn't going anywhere still, as the light snow continued to cast down a white blanket against the city. She loved it. Though she hates the mess in New York, something about it in Paris just made it seem so much sweeter. Normally, she'd attach negativity with her words for the snows but not with this, she liked it. Maybe it was because she was in France?

The Eiffel tower wasn't too far away from where she was standing as she began her journey into the hotel, which was decorated incredibly beautiful for the Christmas season. A huge Christmas tree was in the center, decorated from top to bottom and it glowed ever so beautifully. Finding her way over to the counter, she found the receptionist and kindly said, "Reservation under Maryse Ouellet."

Looking onto the computer screen, the hostess continued to look down the screen as Maryse's eyes traveled to a couple not to fair from her, looking very much in love. She missed the feeling of having someone hold her like that. They looked absolutely adorable with one another and that's when Maryse just wished she had someone here.

"Maryse – courtesy of your boss, she'd given you one of the deluxe suites we have available. Take the elevator to the twenty third floor and you'll be in Deluxe suite number 3. Enjoy your stay."

"Thank you."

Just when Maryse had ran off to the elevator, another man came forward to the hostess and said, "I have a reservation under Ted DiBiase."

As the hostess went down the list, she'd soon discover his name among the list of people staying in the hotel, "Yes, Mr. DiBiase – we have you up in one of our deluxe suites courtesy of your boss who felt bad that you had to be here during Christmas, he kindly decided to get you one of our best rooms in the hotel."

"Thank you so much – I guess I should also thank him as well.

Handing over his key, she gave him the final bit of information, "Take the elevator up to the twenty third floor and you'll be staying in suite number 4. Enjoy your stay."

A smile accrued onto his face and he thought to himself, perhaps this trip won't be as bad as I thought it would be.

A/N: Same Plane & Hotel? What are the chances?
This is all going to lead to something and you must wait :)
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