Aww dran. I had this all nice and typed out, about ready to post, and it died. Oh well. I had the actual story. Stupid fanfiction site.

Anywho, I know I missed yesterday. But I decided that I'd rather use the hour it takes to type and load the drabble to study for my AP test, which helped a bit. I survived, so that's good. And I was going to make up yesterday's drabble today, but I went on a much needed (mentally, not tangibly) shopping trip with my mom after school, so... yeah. :D

Volcano

"Remind me… why exactly are we doing this?" Elizabeth moaned sleepily as she glanced at the clock. The digital red numbers blared 2:30 AM in the darkened room. Chuckling, Will pulled on his long sleeved shirt and crossed the room to where she was sitting on the bed.

"It's going to be worth it, I promise," he told her, hugging her shoulders. She leaned back against him and sighed. It better be worth it. She never woke up this early for anything.

About an hour later, the young couple sat in a cramped bus seat as it bumped along the twisty mountainside, their final destination 10,000 feet above sea level. Elizabeth's head drooped on Will's shoulder as she tried to manage to sleep for even a couple of minutes. But the rocky and twisting roads would not allow that, so she gazed out the window, looking at the still pitch black sky.

"Did you know that Haleakala means house of the sun in Hawaiian?" Will informed her, brandishing a tourist pamphlet.

"God, Will. You're such a tourist!" Elizabeth rolled her eyes. Choosing to ignore her words, he read on.

"It's fitting, too. The sunrise is absolutely beautiful. We came here when I was seven," he told her, setting down the paper. "I fell asleep on the bus ride up- "

"Lucky you," Elizabeth muttered. Will glared at her. She smirked and raised her eyebrows at him, and, rolling his eyes, he continued.

"As I was saying, I fell asleep on the bus, but waking up that early was completely worth it. The sunrise was indescribable. That was the last trip we took as a family before Mom died." Elizabeth rubbed her husband's shoulder comfortingly. He placed a kiss on her forehead, and they bumped along the rest of the journey to the top of the volcano.

Finally, after about a two hour bus ride (in which Elizabeth had gotten pretty motion sick in the last, more turbulent part), they had arrived. Will grabbed his camera and his jacket and blankets and stood up, heading for the door with Elizabeth following. He stepped out into the chilly morning.

"Ah!" Elizabeth let out a small scream as her skin hit the frigid air. She hurriedly wrapped her blanket around herself. "It's cold!" Will laughed and put his arm around her, sharing his body heat. Rather slowly, they made their way up to the observation deck and waited for the sunrise.

"Will," Elizabeth's teeth chattered as she watched the clouds, hoping to see some kind of light and color. "I'm fr-e-e-e-zing." Will smiled sympathetically at her, and gave her his blanket.

"Here. I've stood colder weathers before." Elizabeth winced at him. "Go ahead. I'll be fine." She hesitantly wrapped the extra blanket around herself. Will went behind her and held her, sticking his frozen hands inside the warm folds of the blankets. "It's going to be worth it, Elizabeth." he whispered into her ear. "I promise." Finally, a small sliver of color started to rise from the clouds, blasting the morning fog and the mountain peaks with golden rays. As the sun pushed through the barrier, Will took out his camera (which at first, wouldn't turn on because of the freezing temperature) and snapped pictures. Elizabeth's face broke out into a smile as the sky turned hues of red, orange, pink, purple, and yellow, as if they were watching an artist stroke a huge brush across the sky.

"Wow," she breathed, gazing in awe at the sight before her. Will looked down at her and took her into a hug.

"See, I told you it would be incredible." He kissed her frozen lips, warming them a bit. Elizabeth rested her head against his chest and gazed again at the sky.

"It's beautiful," she sighed. The sky was almost fully light now, the intensity of the colors dulling a bit. Will looked deeply into her brown eyes, the intensity of color still residing there.

"But not as beautiful as you," he said, and kissed her perfect lips again.

This drabble is based on a true story. Except for the minor fact that I have no (real) boyfriend (too bad fictional characters don't count). But everything else is true. When we were in Maui last summer, we woke up at like 2 in the morning to see the sunrise at Haleakala. It was intensely cold, like 20 degrees with a ridiculous windchill. But it was absolutely beautiful and completely worth the trip. I would sooooo put an amazing link on here of a picture I took, but it won't let me, so PM me (or mention in your review :D:D:D:D) if you want to see it.