This chapter is M rated
"I really like this one."
It had been days since they announced to the cast and crew that they were a couple, waltzing onto the set on Thursday and watching as most of their cast mates either dropped their jaws, danced about or, most likely, went straight to Milo to find out who won the pool. As promised, Jenna got the entire thing on video and after convincing her not to send it to everyone she knew, including her boyfriend, Laura and Ross had had a great time watching it together. They were really impressed with Stevenson's straight face throughout it all. It was like he knew all along. Everyone had found out about the winner, Nikki, and in the midst of celebrating her win around the set, had slipped the money roll off to Ross.
It was in the middle of the night on Friday/Saturday morning now and she had been restless, not wanting to go to sleep but not wanting to stay awake either. He, on the other hand, was dead tired from filming another climatic scene all day. He was drifting off to dreamland when she stumbled upon the almost perfect charity for them to give half of the winnings to and she knew immediately that she wanted to visit too.
The charity, called T.E.A.R.S., wasn't far from their hotel or any of the sets and they both had the day off on Sunday. Making the plans and putting it on the calendar in her mind, Laura scrolled through their website, ooo'ing and aww'ing at every animal she saw up for adoption. The organization was a good one too. It concentrated on rescuing, rehabilitating, reuniting and re-homing lost, abandoned, abused and neglected animals around Cape Town and she absolutely loved that one of the programs they ran was dog walking. How simple and amazing was that? Dogs needed to walk and she fell in love with that aspect of it all, among other programs they ran.
Looking down at Ross, she smirked at his non-ability to keep his eyes open for long tonight. She pulled her glasses off and closed her laptop, sinking back onto the bed and snuggling closer to him.
"Aww, I like your glasses."
"I know you do," she smirked at him, her arm snaking around his middle. "You worked hard today."
"How is it possible to be so sore from just sitting in a chair all day? I do not know how people do it who have nine to five jobs. I'm now a fan of them all."
Laura chuckled at him, turning away for just a moment to dim the lights next to the bed and turned right back. "You did great though."
"You watched?" He opened one of his eyes to look at her.
She nodded. "Just like you watched me the other day with Karen. You know you're a great actor Ross and the scene you did today only reaffirmed that you were definitely the right choice for this role."
"Not as good as you, though," he said, his fingers threading through the loose hairs around her face.
"You already got in my pants, no need for all the flattery."
"Ha ha. I would say the same to you, but I'm telling you the honest truth. How lucky did I get to be dating you, an award-winning actress that people should be fighting over."
Laura leaned into him, a soft kiss fluttering across their lips. "I like you sweeping me off my feet. I can get used to this."
"Noted," Ross gave her another kiss, his lips not giving her any room to breathe or move. He rolled her over onto her back and his left hand searched for hers but ultimately gave up after he felt both of hers threading through his own hair. She loved kissing him. It was one of the best things to her and she could put this on the top of her 'What Makes Me Happy' list. She felt him start to stray from her mouth and even though it was torturing, it was the best kind of torture. "Tell me," he breathed onto her neck, "about the charity."
Laura kept her eyes closed, soaking up every bit of his love that she could as she smoothed her hands down his bare shoulders. "It's, um, it's an animal organization. They re-introduce abandoned and abused animals back into Cape Town homes. God, Ross..." her breath caught as he sucked her neck more. "No hickies, Ross. Ellie and Nikki and Stevenson would kill you."
"But you won't," he smiled into her skin. "Keep going. These animals..."
"They're adorable and they have cats and dogs and Jesus..." she bit her lip hard, getting more aroused by the minute. She had not expected to make love with him tonight. He was tired, and she had a big day tomorrow in between a few interviews with local press, but she was not complaining one bit. Who in their right mind would complain about having sex with their partner? Especially one as hot as him? Exactly. No one. He blew cool air onto her now exposed chest after unbuttoning the pajama top she'd put on earlier in the evening. His hand was trickling sweet sensations down her skin and the coolness made her breasts stand at attention like they'd never really done before. He let his hand linger over her chest before squeezing her breasts with both hands. "...and we can volunteer and walk the dogs and play with the cats..."
"That sounds like a good one," he muttered between his kisses on her body. The next one she felt and squirmed under was just below her ear and she welcomed and guided his hand down to her shorts, scooting them off her legs and onto the floor. "Laura..."
That was it for her. Him saying her name in the most orgasmic way and she was gone. The first time they had sex, it was slow, but it was nothing like this. That was the 'yes, we're finally doing this after years of not being able to and being too scared to make any moves' sex. This, this was the 'yes, we're finally doing this and I'm going to show you just why I'm not afraid any more' sex. But this wasn't sex at all. This was making love. This was him and her and they were so all in. They weren't telling each other the L word, but they were damn sure meaning it. Laura leaned up just a little from the softness of the bed, her lips finding his own ear and pulling on it and nuzzling her nose on the velvetness of his own. She pushed her lips back onto his own, giving him promises that she fully intended to fulfill for the rest of her life. Tongues touched, fingers and hands pulled things off and in many, many moments she was now a true fan of foreplay.
Laura had had boyfriends before. Two, actually, during the time when Austin & Ally was just ending until just before Ross returned. She hadn't been promiscuous, but she wasn't exactly celibate either. Her previous boyfriends were good in bed, but they definitely were not him. She remembered Tony, a law student she met at USC, who flew to Savannah to surprise her for their six month anniversary. He had done everything to make it as romantic as he could and it was...up until the sex. She wasn't exactly wowed with his performance and definitely didn't get off on it at all. Then there was Henry, who was this amazing guy. He wasn't an actor or musician, but a model and sought after by almost every fashion label who was worth it. They had been put together for publicity and actually found out that they had much more in common and truly liked each other, so they really did start to date. That relationship lasted two years and he was actually pretty damn fantastic in bed, but he wasn't the romantic that everyone pegged him to be. He was the rush through and get it done kind of lover. She loved the sex, don't get her wrong, but at the end of it all, it wasn't just about that. It was the way he would skip over the important things. Like foreplay.
And now there was Ross, who was proving to her right this very second that foreplay was just as important, if not more important than the act of sex itself. Not only to get the best orgasm she could possibly experience, but because it made them both feel like this was more than just a movie fling; it was more than just a month in Cape Town. It was definitely more to her and his magical foreplay skills just told her that it was more for him too.
She gasped as his fingers slid across her folds and her heart started to beat even faster than their first time. "Ross...please..." she kissed him again, her hand covering his and making his fingers do just what she wanted.
"Ah ah ah," he taunted her. "Patience."
"I'm not cut out for patience."
"Exactly why I'm making you wait for it," he winked, slinking back from her upper body and kissing her all the way down to her stomach. She watched his blond hair rise from between her legs and almost kicked him as soon as his tongue touched her. God, he was evil. So so so evil and so good all at once.
Laura grasped bunches of the blankets in her hands as he pleasured her and she was sure that this would be the greatest she'd ever have. Moans escaped her and she felt feathery kisses on her thighs before he went back in. She knew she was close, so close and screaming his name right now would not help anything, but she did it anyhow. She yelled it over and over again as she came with his tongue glazing over her and swirling inside her like she was the oxygen he needed to breathe. She still had a tight hold on the blankets in her hands and her chest was heaving, trying to catch her breath as he pulled her into another kiss that was hotter and wetter than ever before. "That was..."
"Don't say anything yet. I'm not done," he kissed her again, lifting his body up and he teased her again.
She immediately felt the tip of his penis at her entrance, like it was waiting for permission to board the ride. She wasn't anxious for it...okay, maybe she was, but she had a damn good reason to be. After the best foreplay of her life, she wanted more...and more, and more, and more. "More, Ross. More..." she begged him, her voice desperate against his kisses. Her hands roamed over his chest, her fingers dancing across his skin before they wandered down to his butt. She clutched his skin, almost urging him to enter her now.
He smiled against her lips. "Patience is really not a virtue with you." His lips went from her lips to her cheek, her shoulders and just above her breast. "Get the condom," he told her and she didn't waste any time in reaching back to his side of the bed and swiping the tiny package from inside the drawer. Their positions changed a little, with him pushing her up upon all the pillows that had gathered on the side he was laying on before. She ripped open the slim package, letting the wrapper fall to the floor and unrolled the even thinner latex over his member. As much as she wanted for him to be in her already, it was her turn to go painstakingly slow. Her fingers rolled up and down and up again before he caught onto her game and grabbed her hand away. "Tease."
"Look who's talking," she laughed back at him, a kiss sealing the couple once again. Deep into it, she broke away and tilted her head back as far as she could go; her chest coming to his face and his lips connecting with her sweet skin. She felt him move inside her, out and in, and it was almost heaven for her. It was like they were two teenagers sharing their first time together even though they were far from it. She locked eyes with him again, watching him as he went back and forth on the bed over her. She had kissed him on his nose, and with every thrust, her lips had found another place on his face to kiss. "Ross..."
"Shhh..." he told her.
Her fingers danced over him again, palms caressing his own skin from his wrists to his shoulders and down to his sides. Their gazes weren't going anywhere besides on each other and she felt herself moving to meet him at each plunge. His hand slithered under her thigh, moving it higher and giving her even more satisfaction than she thought possible, while she moved her other leg up over his thigh. She could do it. She could put this moment right here, right now as the best moment of her life. Her voice let out more joyous sounds than his grunts did as they moved together. His head dipped onto her shoulder, and lips feathered over skin just as their pace got even faster.
"Laur..." he called her name, or half of it, and the momentum speeding up more and she knew she was there again. She was going to scream and even though the walls were thick, she didn't want to scream. She dug her hands into his back, pulling him harder, her mouth covering his shoulder blade in sloppy kisses. The only thing she could think about was this and the word yes. Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes.
No screaming be damned, she was doing it and his name suddenly turned into a deity's. She felt his hands cupping her own bottom, giving her just a little help in meeting him at his thrust. And with that one thrust, she was over her edge. She felt her climax cover him inside her and just as he started to slow down, he stopped; his body collapsing on hers, sweaty and sticky and sweet in every sense of the word. She kissed his shoulder, her arms circling around his back and nails crawling over his skin. But her mouth didn't stop there. She continued with her kisses up his neck and back to his ear. They were feathery kisses, light and quiet ones that she would never ever stop giving him even if he tried to stop her.
Ross rolled onto his back, pulling out of her in one swift motion and suddenly she felt very empty. She stayed right where she was, watching him as he pulled off the condom, which was full of his own cum. While she was also on the pill, Laura didn't want to get pregnant, and she was breathing out in relief that they had double the protection. She, nor he, could afford a pregnancy or pregnancy scare when their careers were going like they were. What they had just done had been a wonderful thing, and she knew that if there hadn't been a condom or pill, and it was just this amazing, unadulterated love, it would've been even more incredible. It would've been this kind of mind-boggling and have her eyes bulging out of her head sex..and she could not wait for that.
He rolled back over to her, still naked to the bone and kissed her again. "God, you're amazing."
"Me?" Laura said, a bit stunned by his statement. "I think it's more you than me. We can do that again and again and again and I'll never get tired of it."
He smiled into her lips. "Give me five minutes."
His fingers tangled themselves in her hair, kissing her more with their tongues, once again, dancing around each other. Yea, she would definitely never tire of this. It was her turn to push him back onto the bed and hover over him. Her hands cupping his cheek and kissing him like it was her job (she would kill for that job). Her chest met his own again, with him leaning into her this time.
"You are amazing," he whispered to her. "Laura..."
"Don't," she stopped him from saying what they were both feeling. "Don't say it. Not yet." She placed her head on his chest and pulled the thinest sheet from the bed on top of them both. While she knew it, her heart knew, her head knew, and her body definitely knew it, she didn't want to dive into it too soon. Laura had seen how it had ruined and turned her sister's life upside down from saying it too soon and she didn't want that for them. If this was for forever, which she hoped it was, she wanted them to take it day by day. No big grand gestures of the L word, no saying it after sex just because you felt like you should say it. When she told Ross that she loved him, it would be something more. Something and somewhere where it would actually mean everything.
"You know I do though, right?" He whispered so faintly that she could hardly hear it above his heartbeat.
She nodded against his skin. "Me too." A light kiss on his chest, she felt his hand draw circles on her bare back and closed her eyes. Maybe it wasn't too soon to say it. Maybe it was the right time, but even though she was giving her all to him, the L word would just have to wait a bit longer. But it would come, she was sure of it.
Jenna nearly spit out her cup of coffee all over her. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
"Uh, it's okay," Laura dabbed the faint brown stain off of her grey top and looked back at her movie bestie.
"When you say slept with, you mean..."
"Slept with. It wasn't sex. It was more than that," Laura confessed as they chatted at an outdoor cafe in town. The two had escaped away from the set for an elongated lunch break and found a cute cafe not far from the hotel to talk and catch up a bit before the scenes they had later in the day. "It was wonderful."
"I assumed you already..."
"The first night? Yea, we did. But last night was different. It was actually making love and my everything just melting into him and I sound like a romance novel right now."
Jenna laughed at the faux blonde before her. "Just a bit, but that's okay. I like romance novels. Go on. You can tell me all the details and I will not look at Ross in any different matter," she paused. "At least I hope not."
"You better not."
"Look at you being all protective over your man."
Laura laughed at her own comment. She was, wasn't she? She'd never felt that way over Tony or Henry, but Ross? Yea. She was definitely insanely protective over him. He was one of the most wanted musicians in the world, had a voice that when he just uttered one note would give you an orgasm and don't even get her started on the insane but still amazing female fans he had. There were actual fan sites dedicated to each and every body part on him. Don't ask how she knew that, she just did.
"You love him, don't you?" Jenna asked, as the waiter brought out their food. "Thank you," she said as the young man left.
"That's the problem."
"It's a problem? How is love ever a problem?"
"It's complicated. I just don't want to say it too soon. I mean, we just got together and I don't want to spring this on him and him changing his mind about me and running straight back into a five year tour."
Jenna took a bite of her meal. "He wouldn't do that."
"How do you know?"
"Uh, have you seen the way he just stares at you? It's like you are the flipping stars, Laura. He wouldn't just hook up with you and ditch you. He wouldn't do that. Plus, didn't you just say that he said it to you last night without saying it?"
Laura nodded. Technically he did. And she said it right back. But was that considered their declarations of love? She was torn now. "I'm still just so worried about saying it too soon."
"Why?"
"My sister," Laura told her, eating on her sandwich. She told Jenna about Vanessa falling head over heels in love with this one man. It was a whirlwind romance and everything had been all gumdrops and sunshine and they had said the L word just weeks after they started dating. She told her that it had almost mimicked Princess Anna and Prince Hans' story from Frozen, that's how scary it was. The guy was using Vanessa and even though Laura had seen it, their parents had seen it, even Katie and Brian had seen it, Vanessa refused to and got her heart just torn to pieces when it all came true. Laura had hated to see her sister in such pain and it took Vanessa a long time to get over that relationship once she was out of it. "I just don't want that. The saying it too soon...I don't want to screw anything up."
"Trust me, Laura, you won't. I think if you did say it to him, it would only strengthen what you two have. You both went five years of probably feeling all these feelings and saying 'I love you' is well over due."
Laura picked at the salad on her plate, still hesitating about the whole thing. She didn't want to concentrate on that anymore. She wanted to eat and eat and eat and then find out more about Jenna and Richard and check out the cute shop they passed along the way before going to pull an all nighter on the set.
With a few more bites, and few shopping bags later, Laura and Jenna strolled up to the conference room in the hotel where Alex was telling them to go. They saw Ross talking with Godfrey and Summer was trying to out-twirl Yaya in the chairs before sitting down themselves. Not sure what the meeting was about, Laura let the bags drop between hers and Ross's chairs and was surprised when he grabbed for her hand.
"One second," he told Godfrey and pulled her chair close, kissing her for everyone that was there to see. "Hi. Enjoy lunch?"
"Hi, and very much," she smiled at him, and kept their hands together. Looking over at Jenna and her nudge, she couldn't help but blush. "Quit."
"I didn't say anything," Jenna laughed, picking up a water from the sidebar behind them. "Back to what we were talking about. We're doing the spa before I leave. You can't say no. It's a spa and relaxing and magnificent."
"I still want you to go cage diving with me."
"No sharks," Jenna said, shaking her water at her. "No sharks."
"No adventure," Laura tutted as Stevenson, Alex and the others joined them.
"Good afternoon my beautiful cast," he strode in and set his folder down on the table as the others filled up the chairs or leaned against the back walls. "Before we get started on these scenes today, we want to prep you for the press. We have all the SA press coming to set this Friday and international press on Saturday. By international, it means US and European. We're saving Oceania press for the actual premiere tour. Alex," Stevenson said, giving the rest of the meeting over to Alex, who they all knew was the one running the show for the studio while in Cape Town.
The assistant slipped his glasses on, and shuffled through some papers in front of him. "What Stevenson said. We'll be splitting you into teams. We have Jenna and Ross together, Laura and Milo, then the guards will be in one group. Gale and Godfrey, Yaya, Karen and Lala; Summer, Brian and Beth. And lastly, David, Rey, Mark and Eion. For the premiere tour, things will possibly be different. I'll let you know then since you know, we're a year or so away from that. But here is what you can talk about: the movie, the director, your co-stars, you know, the normal. What you can't? Ross and Laura."
"What?" Ross asked, not entirely clear on why they were off limits.
"For the moment, the studio wants to keep it on the movie. We have had to alert them about your relationship for anything in the future. You two just got together and while we've all been rooting for that since day one, we've got to focus on the movie right now."
"Well, we know that but why the reason for the announcement? I don't think anyone here would actually talk about us to the press." And he was right, they wouldn't.
"We give them Austin & Ally," Laura rubbed up and down his arm, reassuring him and bringing it back to the press that was coming. "You know, them grown up."
"Very grown up," Jenna muttered under her water bottle and Laura kicked over at her, her eyes narrowing.
"The SA press coming to see us are..." Alex rambled down the papers and online presences that were going to be on set that day and ran over the tentative schedule of events before handing it back over to Stevenson.
"I've heard you all talking about excursions over the past days and thanks to the studio, who are seriously putting all their pretty pennies in front of us and back of us, we're going to be going on not just one, but two. That will happen the week before everyone starts to leave. I think Laura, Ross, Milo and Gale are the ones who leave last, right?" Alex nodded in confirmation at him. "They're great excursions and we wanted to give you a real African experience before you all leave."
"Tell me it's not sharks," Summer said from her seat, giving a look to Laura.
"Come on, I'm not that crazy for suggesting that."
Stevenson laughed at them. "You're not, but it's not sharks."
Alex took over once again, giving them the outline for the day before they broke and headed to wardrobe and makeup for the day. The scenes for today weren't especially grueling for her, but they were long. It was the scenes where Magellan first arrived and was finally getting the lay of the land. Magellan was missing her plane and figuring out what she was doing there and Laura was lucky, since Beth, who played Kytla, had the majority of lines today. They were also shooting another scene with Brian and Gale that was later in the day and for good reason. It was the part where the city would disappear.
"Hold up," Ross pulled her back as the others left the room and made her sit down across from him again. "You okay?"
"Yea, I'm fine, why?"
He shrugged. "I just wanted to make sure. Maybe we talk more later tonight, about last night."
Laura stopped then and her eyes popped open. Not that they weren't wide eyes before then, now they were just stuck in shock. "Oh."
"I want you to know," Ross started as he pulled her hand up to his mouth and kissed the back of it. "Last night was amazing and..."
"You're not breaking up with me already are you?"
"What? No, God no," he paused, picking up again. "This was more about what we didn't say last night even though we both felt it."
The corners of her mouth twitched upward and before she knew it, she was kissing him again. "I think I've always felt it in some way. I just don't want to say it too soon."
"Me either. I don't want to screw this up, but last night was..."
"The best you ever had?"
His grin spread from ear to ear and he sheepishly looked down to the ground and back to her. "Would that be really girlish if I did?"
"I think you're good. Plus, it was definitely the best for me."
There was no room for anything other than sleeping last night. None at all. They both were dead tired and once their shoes had been shed, they both plopped down onto her bed in her room and drifted away into dreamland. They slept like a married couple did for the first time after having a child and that said child was away at the grandparents' house for the weekend. They slept like they'd been up for a week straight and most importantly, for him, he slept like he had a whole tour bus without his family. Now back on the set, she was back in makeup and Ellie had just shown up to start on her hair. Today it wasn't twisty and curly and all over the place. Today it was sleek and straight and in the process of being pinned and sprayed and tucked into the most straight laced style she'd ever had done. Looks like it was pilot Magellan today and she was definitely okay with that and smirked about it. Ross hadn't seen her as a pilot yet.
"Peter's here today?" Laura got a bit excited in the chair, making Ellie's brush make a huge dent in the style she had just put up after she told her. "Sorry."
"It's alright, but yea, he's here," Ellie took the style back down and started over, telling Laura that even Peter was all straight laced and looking 'damn sexy' in his own uniform and talking with Stevenson.
"I haven't seen him in a while. I'm so glad he's here."
"Who's here?" Beth asked while coming into the room for her own movie makeover. Coffee on her lips, she swung around to face the two and get in on the conversation. Laura filled her in on Peter, the hot and very real pilot walking around on set and his relationship with Ellie.
"You have to see their daughter. She's the most adorable human I've ever seen in my life."
"I should bring her to set before you all leave," Ellie mentioned, spraying the last bit of hair on her head before one of the makeup artists started on the rest of Laura's face.
"Yes, you have to!"
The three girls talked about the kids among them before Beth went from blonde to blueberry and she and Laura headed off to set. Spotting Peter almost immediately, she shouted his name. She didn't know exactly why she was so excited to see him, but she was. It'd been over two months since she saw him last and although their time together had been brief, she truly considered him and Ellie good friends now.
"Woah," Peter turned away from one of the PAs and saluted her. "At ease, Lieutenant Snow."
She saluted right back. "That's Captain Snow, actually."
"Ah, that's right," he snapped his fingers and gave her a hug. "Howzit."
"I'm so glad to see you. Please tell me you're here to guide my piloting ways again."
"That's why I'm here. Stevenson called me in to assist you today. Just to be sure on the dialogue of course."
"Good. I know they went through tons of experts and such, but there's nothing like having and hearing it first hand. Plus, I want to say 'pan pan' again."
Peter grinned and walked with her back over to Stevenson for final instructions before the scene started. It wasn't a tough scene, but sort of a tricky one. Not only did Stevenson bring in Peter, but he also brought in the actual plane. They'd ditched the hotel for a few days and moved onto a sound stage, making it much easier on her scene alone. The production crew were going a bit insane with the interior city set up, but other than that, Laura was kind of wondering why they hadn't been doing this all along. They talked about the emotion in the scene and how Peter's father felt when he saw his own plane damaged for the first time, giving her some tips.
"It was like his own child," Peter explained. "Dad used to talk about this all the time. The moment he saw her, he broke down in tears. It was like his baby had been hit by a ton of falling pianos. Metal was missing and some was hanging off. You could see scrapes along the fuselage, the left aileron was fighting to stay on and one of the wheels was completely gone. And the rudder, that was just a crime to even look at."
"Is that how Cheetah looks right now?"
"No, no. We got another Cheetah look-a-like here, and she's doesn't look at all like my Dad's was. She looks like she went through hell and back."
"Something I loved, I love, gets beaten and battered with all the Earth has to offer," Laura said aloud, closing her eyes and mentally preparing herself for the scene. "I can do that. Can I see the plane now?"
"No," Stevenson said from behind her. "Not until the scene. We want this as raw as we can get."
She nodded, even though she was dying to run into the hanger and see it now. But she obeyed and walked with Peter around the set, introducing him to everyone she knew before Ellie joined them once again, carrying a pilot's hat in her hands. They spoke until the director called her back and Ellie rushed off with her, giving her own pilot a kiss.
"Thank you," Laura told the wardrobe assistant, who held out the jacket she was wearing in the scene. She pulled it on while Ellie's hands plucked at her hair, messing it up just a bit like she had just awakened from a deep slumber. "Something I have in my life just saw hell," she muttered under her breath before getting notes from Stevenson.
"Good to go?" he asked both of the actresses there. "Alright, and rolling...action!"
Beth, as Kytla with her deep sapphire blue wig that she wore down, with twisting braids in and out of gold strands, walked ahead of her to the hanger. Her gold cuff covered hands typed a code into a box, and the wing started to open in front of them. "Here we are."
Laura nodded, her poise straight laced and compromised like a true professional, but as the door slid back and almost disappeared in front of them, the professionalism went out the window. Her eyes stuck to the pieces of metal stuck together in front of her. It didn't even look like a plane anymore. It was just a frame. Peter was right, this wasn't as bad as his Dad's - it was worse.
"We did everything we could," Beth's voice echoed in her ears beside her.
"Everything you could?" Laura whipped her head around, staring at her co-star with an evil glare. "This is not my plane. My plane does not even look anything like this. This is a metal frame. What the hell did you do to it? Flying through even the thickest part of the triangle would not do any of this!"
"Magellan, please..."
"No!" she silenced Beth, knowing Gale's Revon had arrived on the scene. There was nothing to do for Magellan here and there was nothing to say. There was just emotion and hurt and damn, Peter was right. It was slashing all of her heart right up seeing a plane like this. She couldn't even run her hand over the fuselage or the engines or even the wings. The only thing still left in tact, or half of it, was the cockpit. The place were she sat and flew the machine, her Frosty, into a freak storm that landed her in a new time, a new place and possibly new dimension. Laura heard Gale and Beth bicker about how Magellan couldn't and shouldn't be there, how it wasn't safe and wasn't permitted. "Not permitted?" she snapped at the two, mostly Gale.
"This isn't the place for you."
"I am a United States Air Force Captain. My place will always be with my plane."
"With all do..."
"Don't even start with me on respect. This," she pointed back to the plane, "this is what you all think of respect. You tore apart my plane."
The scene went on, her arguing with Gale before sneaking away from them both as Beth tried to restrain his character's nasty behavior towards everyone and she went back to the plane. Her hands went all over the framing slowly, reaching up into what was still the inside of the plane and coming back with nothing but soft dust.
"She needs to be taken back, Kytla. Your father..."
"My father does not need to know this. She needed this. If all this is going to work, she needs this and she will get it. Got it?" Laura saw Beth poking Gale in the chest with all the strength in her right index finger. "And don't even think about doing what's going on in your mind right now. I will turn it on you in the blink of an eye."
Stevenson cut the scene there and Laura retreated from the frame, looking back over her shoulder at it. "Okay, few notes. When Revon comes in and says that you're not supposed to be here. We're going to add to your line," he told them, handing her the new dialogue that she recognized in Peter's handwriting. "And Gale, get ready with some fighting words right back."
They read over the lines together as the crew reset the scene. Never mind her telling Ross a few days ago that their love scene was her favorite. This one just topped it.
While Laura was off working on a scene, Ross was doing quite the opposite. Not sleeping or anything, but doing something he hated doing - answering emails and returning phone calls. On number forty of over one hundred email messages, Ross was already going insane. There were interview requests, photo shoot inquiries, a few follow ups from CBS about continuing their relationship onto other shows and of course, random shit from his brothers. Responding to the most important ones first - which meant Stella, then his publicist and manager, then to everything else. But the most interesting email he got was from his manager and a link to some random celebrity site - it was when his jaw dropped and his groans started.
"Tau," he called to his security friend. "Is Laura off the set yet?"
He flipped through his clipboard and called in on his walkie talkie to check for him, getting an answer almost immediately. "She just wrapped and is headed this way now."
"Thanks man," Ross nodded, leaning back in the chair, before getting up and hoping to run into her...and run into her he did. He stopped just short of her as she chatted with another guy and admired the view. This wasn't the Magellan he'd been expecting. This Magellan was all uniformed up with her blues and ribbons and name tag. Her hair was pulled back into a tight twist and suddenly all he wanted to do was watch her take her hair down so he could mess it up. He knew what women thought about a man in uniform, but he was going to predict that it was just the same for men because he was hell of a lot turned on right now. He watched as she finished up her conversation with the man and caught her eye, acting like the shy boyfriend he would never thought he was. "You look so sexy right now."
He watched her bite her lip, and only turned his urges up more. "Um, thanks."
"Now, I mean, really, really sexy. The uniform..."
"Ah, so it goes both ways, I see."
"You have no idea," he said, giving her a kiss before grabbing her hand and walking her back to the unofficial break room where he was. "How was filming?"
"Good," she said and dived into telling him about Peter being on set and re-working the entire scene so it was more realistic. She told him about cussing out Gale and showing everyone that Laura Marano, or Magellan Snow, was no person to be messing with.
"I'm glad you're in a good mood, because I have something to read to you that might sour it."
Laura grabbed a bottle of water and stopped before she drank any of it. He could see her hesitation in saying anything else, her right eyebrow raising just slightly on her face. "Okay..."
Ross pulled up the site on the computer and started to read. "Could romance be on the table for Raura? Former Disney Channel stars Ross Lynch and Laura Marano, who we all know and loved as the famed duo Austin & Ally, are apparently much more than the just friends they claim to be."
"Woah, where's that from?" she pulled up a seat beside him, her eyes following along as he read aloud.
"The duo were caught in a compromising position on the beach in Cape Town, South Africa, where they're currently filming their new movie from Paramount Pictures. The could be couple were seen chatting on a bench and sharing a few intimate kisses over the weekend and sources tell that this was not for the movie at all. We can't help but wonder if Austin & Ally, or Auslly, could actually be real? Are all our Disney dreams coming true... we'll be back later with our top 10 greatest Raura fanfictions to celebrate. In the meantime, be sure to binge watch all the episodes of Laura's HBO series, First Aid, before the complete series is on Blu-ray later this year."
"What time is it in LA right now?" Laura asked, double checking his phone that she swiped from the table. "One a.m."
"We probably need to start telling our teams about us."
"Which isn't what I wanted to do," she confessed, setting his phone back down. "I wanted Cape Town to be just us, you know? No paparazzi, rumors, or silly articles..."
"Me too. I mean, it doesn't look like they did get any pictures, but still."
"I so wanted to wait until we got back and tell them then. Ugh," she took another drink.
"It's such a small site, how fast do you think anyone will actually pick that up?" Ross asked. It definitely showed that he wasn't into all the fast technology and internet life like some of friends were. If he could, he'd be back in the 1940s or 50s when there was none of that and people actually talked to one another and romanced each other and went out to have a good time. Maybe the 70s...yea, that would be his era, especially with the insane strong hair game going on.
"Fast. Like The Flash fast. Do you remember when Calum finally announced he was engaged? It was a blip on some fan site and within an hour was on every major site, all over the world and I love Calum to pieces, but do you know how fast this is going to spread because it's me and it's you? You won't even have time to snap your fingers."
"So, I guess we soak all this calm up while we can?" he saw her nod, placing his hand lightly on her knee. "And call everyone later on?"
"Now I feel we have to. We should give one site the official news or something, together. I know that's what Mona will suggest."
"Stella too," Ross confirmed. They both knew their teams better than they probably knew themselves. "Ready to stay up the whole night again?"
"All night?"
"All night," he rubbed her knee lightly as she kissed him, her own hand covering his.
"Good because then we can research the charity and get our story straight and..."
"I was thinking we could do something else too," he hinted, not being any kind of subtle about it. "I mean, you, me," he kissed the tips of her fingers, "and a dance party."
That was the moment she burst out laughing and he knew she couldn't help. It wasn't really a joke, but he'd count this as one on the never ending list of Laura Jokes. "A dance party?"
"I found out the hotel has this awesome new game on the televisions. It's you versus me in the most epic dance battle ever Marano."
"Are you kidding me? That's so not fair. You are a flippin' dancer...which is exactly why you're suggesting this, aren't you? So you can win?"
"Oh, Laur, I've already won." He kissed her again before heading off to the set himself. And he had. He had won big time.
FYI: YouOughtaKnow . com is not a real website, however, T.E.A.R.S is. Google it, it will make your heart smile.
