The six of them waited at luggage collection, bags swam the twists and turns of the carousel. Everyone around them would lean in a regular intervals and intercept a bag on its moving path, now and again new ones would be added. Andre saw his first; red, shiny, four wheels. He took it and left, next Cat saw hers; bright pink with cartoon unicorns. A family almost took it, mistaking hers for their seven year old daughter's. They apologised, telling her "Sorry, we thought it was our little girl's" she then threw out her arms and shouted "What's that supposed to mean?" and ran off with her case.

Robbie saw his next, a checked duffel bag, with Rex strapped to the top. He received strange looks from everyone around as he carried away, following Cat. Jade then plucked hers from the carousel; it was black with silver studs around the edges. She had spent 15 minutes at the check in taking out all of her scissors.

Tori and Beck stood, waiting for theirs, they jumped whenever they saw a similar looking one. After 20 minutes, they were still luggage-less. Tori began to contemplate just leaving and buying new clothes. She looked at Beck, he seemed on edge. Like the suitcase was the most important thing in the world to him.

She pulled him into a hug, leaning her head on his shoulder. "It's only clothes, we can get more, and this is like the best city for shopping in America…" Tori watched his bite his lip, Adam's apple moving up and down nervously.

"Yeah," he agreed, but sounded unsure, "I'm gunna go to the service desk and ask about it." Tori nodded and watched him go, he looked like himself but, without the confident swagger.

"I need that case, it has something really, really important in it" Beck pleaded with the Airport staff,

The woman behind the desk wore square glasses, and heavy green eye shadow, her light brown hair was tucked back by a green bow and small green balls hung from her ears.

She raised an un-shaped eyebrow to him, "And what is that exactly?" Beck shot a look at Tori, she had her arms wrapped around herself, standing slightly slouched, head following the carousel. The woman behind the desk followed his gaze.

He turned back to her, "It's a ring" she gasped, then smiled. "How about I call up the luggage movers for you?" Beck nodded with a shy smile, she fingered the buttons of a phone with green fingernails and lifted the handset.

She was on the phone for a few minutes, muttering the occasional "uh huh" or "kay" before putting down the phone and turning her attention to the handsome young man in front of her. "Steve said there was one case that was stuck in the luggage compartment of the plane, they just got it free and it should circulate in a minute. You better hope it's yours" Beck thanked her and went back to Tori, putting an arm around her waist.

"What she say?" Tori asked sleepily. He rubbed his arm up and down her skin, the airport was cool, sending a chill rippling through him. "She said there is one more bag to come, let's just hope we recognise it."

Andre walked up to them, tapping Beck on the shoulder, "Come on, man. Where's your bag? We got a cab and everything outside waitin'." Beck ignored him, he saw a sliver suitcase with a black zip push through the fringed area at the start of the carousel. He launched over to it and pulled it off of the rubber luggage road, "Got it!" he announced to Tori and Andre, he sent a smile over to the woman behind the desk, she winked at him when Tori wasn't looking.

The three of them finally made their way out of the airport, true to Andre's word there was a famous yellow cab waiting outside, an impatient driver sat in the front, tapping his fingers on the dashboard.

Tori and Beck joined Jade and Andre inside, Cat and Robbie had gone ahead to the hotel. "Finally" the driver muttered, voicing a strong New Jersey accent. The cab started to drive, informed that the hotel was a 40 minute drive.

Tori sat back, cuddling up with Beck, watching as the New York scenery flashed by. Bright lights and fast cars. Bars and restaurants. Sky scrapers and apartment blocks. The stars in the sky were barely visible outshone by the neon signs and streetlights.

"Ah, room 314" beck said as they stopped in front of the white door, with its shiny gold numbers. He stuck the key-card into its slot and it beeped open. They left the cream coloured hall and went into the room, Beck switched on the lights and Tori squealed in delight.

She ran and dived on the huge bed, with its gold embroidered quilt and mountain of cushions. She looked up from the sheets, her eyes met the famous New York skyline, lighting up the black night sky. She crawled off of the bed and walked over to where Beck was stood, just in front of the windows, floor to ceiling glass; all that stood between them and the Big Apple.

He hugged her, kissing her cheek, "You like it?" she nodded, smiling too much to talk. They stood together, gaping at it. Tori let out an involuntary yawn, Beck went to open the case and got out her pyjamas. Tori watched him, "These aren't my clothes?" He folded the items up on the bed, "I know your mom bought them for you." Tori dropped her arms to her sides, her mouth made an 'o'.

"My mom knew about this?" she directed a thumb at the scenery through the window. Beck nodded, she tilted her head to the side. "Am I the only one who didn't know about this?" Beck nodded again.

She ran over to him and play-punched his arm, then kissed him. "Thank you" she said, nestling her head into the join of his neck and shoulder. Beck kissed her head, "It's okay, you do these things when you love someone." Tori hugged him tighter.

Beck grabbed their pyjamas off of the bed and handed them to her and directed Tori to the bathroom, saying "Go get changed, you're exhausted." Beck took off his clothes, just leaving his boxers and put on his pyjama bottoms. He heard running water in the bathroom, it then stopped abruptly, then started again, and stopped.

He went into the bathroom where Tori was leaning over the sink, playing with the tap. "Tor, what are you-" "Shh", she interrupted him, "watch." She faced the tap again, playfully putting her hand near, causing it to start and then pulling it away, causing it to stop.

Beck grabbed the toothbrushes and put paste on them. He kept one and put the other in Tori's hand, he took her by the wrist and put the brush under the tap, showering it with water and then doing the same with his. "Now brush" he instructed, Tori did so grudgingly. She was sure to butt him out of the way when she needed to spit, he retaliated by pushing her back when he also needed to spit.

Eventually they finished, dropping the brushes back into their glass pot and stared into each other's eyes. Beck leaned in to kiss Tori but she stopped him, instead whispering, "race you to the bed."

They ran off, Tori got close first, Beck close behind. She dived on as Beck tackled her down, rolling them over so Tori was on top. "I win" she said with a giggle, Beck rolled them over again, "No, I did" he stated, followed by his best 'girl giggle'.

Tori yawned "fine" and climbed under the covers, throwing each cushion behind her, some bounced off of the window. Beck laughed as a small round gold cushion hit the empire state building and then the floor. He turned off the lights with the remote control on the bedside table. He climbed in next to Tori and wrapped an arm around her, "Night, Tori" he whispered.

He gazed at the view through heavy eyelids, the bright lights illuminated Tori's face, her curved eyelashes, perfect cheekbones, pouted lips and closed eyes. New York isn't the most breathtaking thing here, he thought.

So they have reached New York, does Beck have any more surprises up his sleeve? Tell me what you think:)

-Dom