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I didn't realize how incredibly short this chapter was! Woops! I will post the next one asap. I just didn't want to do a big time leap in one chapter.
DP is short for Director of photography.
Chapter 12: Visiting
"Aims, when you are done someone is waiting up behind the barricade for you," one of the DP assistants told her.
"Sure. After this last take," she said checking her camera. Lord, she wanted this day to be over. She felt like she knew the new girl, Danielle's, lines herself. Not that she didn't have potential, she was a fairly decent actress and a nice girl, all in all, but she wanted this scene to be over with.
Okay, admit it to yourself. You are crabby because you haven't heard hide nor hair from Derek in over 2 days. Sure, maybe things are just casual and you have read to much into it. After all, the flowers were 'I'm thinking of you' not 'I am passionately in love you and want you to have my babies.' Get a grip, Aimee! The nightmare she had the night before didn't help matters either. She wasn't sure if it was just that, a nightmare, or something else.
"Cut! Print!" the director yelled.
Aimee rolled out from under the dolly where she was taking the latest roll of film. Being small and nimble had its advantages, she supposed. "Wait!" she yelled at Brad and Danielle. "One last shot, on the beach," she said now that she could get close without being on the film. She snapped about two dozen more up close shots as they walked through the scene again and then handed her camera to her assistant. She stretched her back and rolled her shoulders. She could feel the cramp coming and tried to head it off. "He's that way," the same assistant said.
"Thanks," Aimee said and headed to where the guards were at the barricade wondering who the heck it could be. People wanting photos went through the ad deptartment, or DP, but not her.
"Aims," she heard the voice before she saw him. She turned and flung herself into Derek's arms. "The perfect way to end a long day!" she said happily.
"You spent a day on the beach, how bad could it be?" he teased.
"Believe me, 5am to 7pm is not fun," she said. "I think I have drunk a gallon of tea, a dozen cups of coffee, and still want to curl up in bed."
"I think that could be arranged," he teased. She smacked his arm.
"What are you doing here, anyways?"
"I told you I would come to see you," he said, "and I always keep my word."
"hmmmmm, well, then, so long as Hotch is out of Virginia on personal business, too, right?" (a/n: when he went to visit the son after the end of the Ashes and Dust episode)
"Hey, alright, yes, there was that. The case shook him up bad," Derek admitted as they walked along the beach holding hands. "He went back to San Francisco to tie up some personal ends."
Aimee sighed. "I just have this feeling things are going to get worse for him. Which makes me feel horrible because I know how hard he works, personally and professionally."
"He is strong, he'll be fine." He wrapped his arm around her waist and she stuck her hand in his back pocket. "How long are you in Toronto?"
"At least 10 days," she said. "Probably closer to two weeks."
"Then home, right?"
"Then home, back to Virginia, yes," she said. "How long are you staying?"
"My flight leaves tomorrow night," he said. "That gives us all day tomorrow."
"Perfect. I can schedule you in." He raised an eyebrow. "I was doing this habitat for humanity thing, but it's no big."
"Habitat for humanity?"
"Yes, so?" she asked accusingly. "I like houses, I like real estate, you know that. But this isn't for me, this is for people who deserve it. What's wrong?"
"You just surprised me, is all."
"I've helped out on ones in Virginia, you know that."
"Yeah. But I didn't know you did it on your days off when you were traveling for work. Think they could use an extra pair of hands?"
"We can go somewhere else," she said. "We have the morning and afternoon to ourselves."
"Then how about we spend the morning helping with Habitat, and then I'll take you out to lunch, spend the afternoon together."
"Sounds perfect," she said kissing him softly.
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Special thanks to Sue1313 (Ah, thanks! I think they are good together, too! And yes, I do like her Grandmother to continue to be involved in Reid's life : ) & Soccerbitch (Ah, thanks! I am just glad you kept reading after my long hiatus!)
