I don't own the characters or the show

I don't own the characters or the show.

Chapter 7.

I was finally at the airport; I had decided to do some hitch hiking, because no way in hell was I going to walk 40 miles. I did have enough money for one ticket to Seattle Washington, the only upsetting thing was I got stuck with an aisle seat. Perhaps I'll be able to persuade one of the people sitting next to me to switch seats, especially the one by the window. But when it came down to it I really didn't give a damn where I sat; I was going to see my girl in less than 4 hours.

I sat in the terminal number 31 area waiting for the flight to come in; all the flight information boards said it was on time. There are quite a few people waiting around me a lot of families. There's this one little girl about 4 that keeps on smiling shyly at me, and I return the smile. I hope that Fi and me have a little girl precious as her. I want five kids 3 boys and 2 girls, a large family full of equal love. Not like my family where one son was obviously loved more than the other. Molly is able to separate the love between Jack and Fiona pretty well, so I do know it's possible.

A few grown ups keep on looking at me weird, do they know who I am? I don't remember hearing of any news reports that explained of the situation, but you never know. Perhaps they were looking at me odd because I looked like shit. Four days of more or less sleeping outside with no shower can do that to a person. Maybe I should see if I can buy a shirt and some deodorant or something at the gift shop. I got 20 minutes to spare and I need to look nice for Fi.

Great the shop does have some shirts, unfortunalty they all have Colorado printed on them. I decide on a red one, Fiona says that red looks nice on me. I than grab a stick of Guard deodorant and go to counter to pay. There are about four people in front of me waiting to be rung up. I hear someone walk up behind me, but don't bother to turn around, why should I? Then the person reaches over and taps me on the shoulder, my whole body goes tense. Oh this can't be good.

I slowly turn around my heart pounding. It's Jim! My friend from way back in middle school. God it's been almost five years since I've seen him.

"Hey Clu!"

"Jim wow it's been a long time."

"I know huh? So how have you been?"

"Good yourself?"

"Great. You heading off anywhere? Or are you picking someone up?"

"Leaving, going to Atlanta Georgia to visit some family." I wasn't dumb enough to tell him where I was really going.

"I'm just here to pick up my cousin. Hey speaking of family how are is?"

"Um good. Well it was nice talking to you, but my flight leaves real soon." Jim nods and smiles and turns his attention to the magazine rack. I pay for my items and hurry back to the terminal. People are just starting to board. I'm coming Fi.