Title: Remember
Rating: PG
Spoilers: Nope
Disclaimer: Don't own Dave, yadda, yadda, yadda...
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Dave was incredibly nervous. He had gotten the call from Anna and was on his way to the airport to pick his little sister and his father up. They were on Flight 186 and were to land at Gate 18. He looked at his watch. He had gotten the rest of the day off, thanks to Carter who had offered to cover his shift. It was 3:30 p.m.
~Crap~ he thought. ~The plane landed 10 minutes ago~
He pushed the pedal and pushed the limit a couple of miles. It would take at least 20 more minutes to get to the airport in this traffic. He stopped at the red light and cursed. He hoped Anna and his father wouldn't be upset...especially his father. He shook the thought of his dad's old ways and thought about what Anna had said. Dad had changed. He didn't drink anymore. He'd been sober for four years. Dave bit his lip. He pushed the pedal again when the light changed.
Anna Malucci tapped her foot. Her father and herself had been waiting at Gate 18 for 10 minutes until they decided to get something to eat. They found a Burger King and as her father went to order their food, she found a table. She was racked with worry. Had Dave gotten into an accident? Why was he late? She tried to calm herself down with the thought that Dave was just postponed at work and was on his way. She smiled when her father set down the food on the table. She opened the wrapping of her burger and took a bite. She sighed and couldn't help but let her mind wander back to Dave...
Fifteen minutes later, Dave had finally gotten to the airport. Now he was looking for a place to park.
"Aha," he said, victoriously as he saw an empty space. He turned into it, jumped out of the car, locked it, and ran toward the airport, nearly knocking over a group of people who were loading suitcases into their van. He apologized and continued to run to Gate 18. He ran past Burger King and looked into it. He stopped a couple shops down and thought about what he had seen. He turned back and looked into the window again. He saw his father with unmistakable large figure and dark, brown hair. He looked to his left. It was Anna. God, she had grown. Her hair was a stunning blonde, just like her mother's.
Anna looked up. She sensed someone watching her. She looked out the window of the restaurant and saw that she was right. Her eyes widened and a huge grin spread across her face. It was...
Dave ran inside the restaurant and toward the table.
"Oh, my gosh, Dave!" Anna cried.
He ran to her and picked her up, swirling her around in circles as she laughed with joy. He kissed her cheek and pulled her into a huge hug. It was a beautiful reunion.
"Oh, Anna...look how you've grown," Dave laughed.
Anna laughed too. "You look great, Dave," she complimented.
Dave looked at his father and his smile faltered a little.
"Dad," he said, stiffly.
"David," his father replied, gruffly.
Dave felt as if his father was about to hit him right then and there. But something happened that he didn't expect. His father pulled Dave toward him and into a hug. A tender, gentle hug. Dave was shocked for a minute. He put his arms around his father.
"I missed you son," his father said, quietly, "and I'm so sorry."
Dave felt the tears go down his face. His father pulled out of the hug and looked at him. Dave was afraid he would get lectured about crying, but saw his father was doing the same. Dave let out a small laugh.
"I love you, Dad," he said.
His father smiled widely. "I love you too, son," he replied.
Anna looked on and smiled as well. She knew Dave wasn't going to completely forgive their father for what he had done, but she was sure he would eventually. His father was fine now. He was caring, loving, gentle, and kind. Everything a father should be. Dave would find that out soon. Right now, she was just happy that Dave hadn't rejected their dad's attempt of a small apology.
Rating: PG
Spoilers: Nope
Disclaimer: Don't own Dave, yadda, yadda, yadda...
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Dave was incredibly nervous. He had gotten the call from Anna and was on his way to the airport to pick his little sister and his father up. They were on Flight 186 and were to land at Gate 18. He looked at his watch. He had gotten the rest of the day off, thanks to Carter who had offered to cover his shift. It was 3:30 p.m.
~Crap~ he thought. ~The plane landed 10 minutes ago~
He pushed the pedal and pushed the limit a couple of miles. It would take at least 20 more minutes to get to the airport in this traffic. He stopped at the red light and cursed. He hoped Anna and his father wouldn't be upset...especially his father. He shook the thought of his dad's old ways and thought about what Anna had said. Dad had changed. He didn't drink anymore. He'd been sober for four years. Dave bit his lip. He pushed the pedal again when the light changed.
Anna Malucci tapped her foot. Her father and herself had been waiting at Gate 18 for 10 minutes until they decided to get something to eat. They found a Burger King and as her father went to order their food, she found a table. She was racked with worry. Had Dave gotten into an accident? Why was he late? She tried to calm herself down with the thought that Dave was just postponed at work and was on his way. She smiled when her father set down the food on the table. She opened the wrapping of her burger and took a bite. She sighed and couldn't help but let her mind wander back to Dave...
Fifteen minutes later, Dave had finally gotten to the airport. Now he was looking for a place to park.
"Aha," he said, victoriously as he saw an empty space. He turned into it, jumped out of the car, locked it, and ran toward the airport, nearly knocking over a group of people who were loading suitcases into their van. He apologized and continued to run to Gate 18. He ran past Burger King and looked into it. He stopped a couple shops down and thought about what he had seen. He turned back and looked into the window again. He saw his father with unmistakable large figure and dark, brown hair. He looked to his left. It was Anna. God, she had grown. Her hair was a stunning blonde, just like her mother's.
Anna looked up. She sensed someone watching her. She looked out the window of the restaurant and saw that she was right. Her eyes widened and a huge grin spread across her face. It was...
Dave ran inside the restaurant and toward the table.
"Oh, my gosh, Dave!" Anna cried.
He ran to her and picked her up, swirling her around in circles as she laughed with joy. He kissed her cheek and pulled her into a huge hug. It was a beautiful reunion.
"Oh, Anna...look how you've grown," Dave laughed.
Anna laughed too. "You look great, Dave," she complimented.
Dave looked at his father and his smile faltered a little.
"Dad," he said, stiffly.
"David," his father replied, gruffly.
Dave felt as if his father was about to hit him right then and there. But something happened that he didn't expect. His father pulled Dave toward him and into a hug. A tender, gentle hug. Dave was shocked for a minute. He put his arms around his father.
"I missed you son," his father said, quietly, "and I'm so sorry."
Dave felt the tears go down his face. His father pulled out of the hug and looked at him. Dave was afraid he would get lectured about crying, but saw his father was doing the same. Dave let out a small laugh.
"I love you, Dad," he said.
His father smiled widely. "I love you too, son," he replied.
Anna looked on and smiled as well. She knew Dave wasn't going to completely forgive their father for what he had done, but she was sure he would eventually. His father was fine now. He was caring, loving, gentle, and kind. Everything a father should be. Dave would find that out soon. Right now, she was just happy that Dave hadn't rejected their dad's attempt of a small apology.