On the plane
"I can't believe we lost a week," Robert muttered tapping his pen on his shooting schedule.
"The shot is still starting on time though, and we managed to keep the funding." Dawson reminded him trying to cheer him up.
"I hear you called Lynnie then wrote her," Robert stated changing the subject. He knew Dawson was going to find why that week was so important soon.
"I told her to meet me at the air port if she still loves me."
"Great so on top of everything else we my baby sister may not even meet me at the airport."
"I didn't...I'm sorry," Dawson told him knowing he never considered that she wouldn't be there.
"I know Lynnie, she'll be there. She has never stopped loving you. But Dawson there is no third chance. You hurt her again and you will answer to me." Robert said seriously making sure Dawson knew he wasn't kidding.
"I won't need a third."
"You never should have needed a second." With that Robert slipped on earphones signaling the end of the conversation.
At the air port:
Faylinn once again paced past the counter in the air port lobby. Discarded on a nearby chair was a book, the cover had been nearly twisted off the binding was full of marks where it had been bent. She continued to glance from her watch to the flashing board above her head. Again she read delayed. "Stupid storm," she muttered looking out at the pouring rain. "Robert hates circling airports."
The sound of Dixie brought her back to the present. Quickly she pulled out her cell phone. She was met by an awful screeching sound. Wincing she pulled the phone away from her ear. "Hello Grandmother."
"Don't hello grandmother me. Do you know about your brother?"
Faylinn quickly ran through her head trying to remember if Johnny had any joke planned. Remembering none she decided to stall, "Aren't you happy about how well Win is doing in school."
"Don't change the subject we are talking about Robert."
"Grandmother he put you in the movie." Faylinn said with a sigh hoping that was the problem.
"I don't care about the movie. Did you know your brother is GAY!" HE IS DATING A BOY!" The Queen screeched into the phone. Faylinn was once again thankful for her fay hearing, she could see people nearby wincing in pain at the volume, then shooting her sympathetic glances, before going back to their business.
Faylinn was lost on how to answer her grandmother. She took several deep breaths wondering what to do.
"No more of my family are going to marry here. When this movie is done you are all coming back with me." The Queen told her. "When you and Robert get home I expect you both in my quarters with Winston and Jonathan. Understood?"
"Yes Grandmother," she whispered hanging up the phone. She sunk into the nearest chair boneless and began rubbing her temples. She sensed him coming before she saw her. She opened her eyes when he stood in front of her holding out a cup.
"Its Vanilla Chi, your favorite," Will said placing it in a holder when she made no move. "How many times will I have to say I'm sorry?"
"I thought I knew you Will. I heard my parents say how you always supported them. Now you nothing but the Queen's lap dog!" She spat out slapping him with his words. "You pretend to care but show no sign of it." She opened her mouth as if to say more but could only sob.
Horrified Will stood for a moment shocked and hurt by her words. Needing to do something he kneeled down and pulled her shaking frame to him. As he held her rubbing her back he could feel her tears soaking his collar.
A few minutes later her tears had stopped and she was sipping her tea. Will still rubbing her back was sitting next to her watching her silently.
"I'm so sorry, Puck," She told him using his old nickname. "I should never had taken my feelings out on you like that. You've always been a dear friend."
Will said nothing only smiled sadly. "You were partly right. I've been to busy living my own life here to be your friend."
"You deserve your life Will. Live it for me."
"What do you sound like you won't be living it too?"
"The Queen has ordered us home Will. I don't think we will find away out of it this time."
"Yes you will. If I have go to King himself you will stay, and be with that thick head of yours."
Faylinn smiled, "Thanks for wanting to hate him for me," she said. Looking up she noticed that the plane was unloading. Standing she began to search for Robert and Dawson.
She saw Robert first, walking out on shaky legs. Turning his head to look for her. Before he could spot her she was already in his arms giving him a bone-crushing hug. "I've been waiting for hours," she told him as he returned the hug lifting her a few inches off the ground.
"I like to make an entrance," he told her releasing her when he saw Will.
"Jack's plane will be landing soon." She told him ignoring the growing tension. "Where's Dawson?"
"Getting the luggage, he wanted to give me a moment." He told her walking over to Will and sitting down.
She waited impatiently where she was rocking on her heels nervously. Then she saw him coming down the corridor wheeling a luggage cart. She stilled instantly unsure of how to proceed. Faylinn could tell the exact instant he caught sight of her; he slowed down looking as nervous as she felt.
Dawson stopped the cart a few feet away from where she stood and studied her. He noted that she had unconsciously begun to rock on her heels once more. He wanted to run to her but didn't know what to do.
Then he decided and took a step forward forgetting about the cart. He was thrilled when he saw her take a step as well. Giving up all pretences he ran over to her and pulled her into his arms. He began to kiss her cheeks and kips tasting the saltiness of her tears which had begun to fall again. He breathed in her scent of vanilla and felt at peace once again.
Faylinn never wanted to let him go and pressed herself closer to him. She was thrilled when he picked her up so she could more easily press her lips to his. The sound of Robert and Will clearing their throats broke them apart. Faylinn didn't even care about the crowd that was watching as she stayed where she was in his arms. She turned her head slightly to send a grin at her brother.
"Another crowd,'" Jack deadpanned having come over unnoticed.
Not caring about the crowd Robert went over and kissed Jack for several moments.
"And they want us to get a room," Faylinn told Will and Dawson grinning at the scene. An echo of her grandmother's words brought her mood down. Trying to hide it she went over and gave Jack a big hug and kissed his cheek. "Welcome to the club," she said grinning as the crowd continued to stand there.
"Robert," Faylinn whispered as they walked to the car. "Grandmother wants to see all of us as soon as we get home."
"What does she want?"
"Want to listen to the conversation?" Faylinn asked handing him the phone.
Pocketing he kept walking. "Before we go in I will." Leaving her and Dawson he caught up with Jack and linked their hands together
"I can't believe we lost a week," Robert muttered tapping his pen on his shooting schedule.
"The shot is still starting on time though, and we managed to keep the funding." Dawson reminded him trying to cheer him up.
"I hear you called Lynnie then wrote her," Robert stated changing the subject. He knew Dawson was going to find why that week was so important soon.
"I told her to meet me at the air port if she still loves me."
"Great so on top of everything else we my baby sister may not even meet me at the airport."
"I didn't...I'm sorry," Dawson told him knowing he never considered that she wouldn't be there.
"I know Lynnie, she'll be there. She has never stopped loving you. But Dawson there is no third chance. You hurt her again and you will answer to me." Robert said seriously making sure Dawson knew he wasn't kidding.
"I won't need a third."
"You never should have needed a second." With that Robert slipped on earphones signaling the end of the conversation.
At the air port:
Faylinn once again paced past the counter in the air port lobby. Discarded on a nearby chair was a book, the cover had been nearly twisted off the binding was full of marks where it had been bent. She continued to glance from her watch to the flashing board above her head. Again she read delayed. "Stupid storm," she muttered looking out at the pouring rain. "Robert hates circling airports."
The sound of Dixie brought her back to the present. Quickly she pulled out her cell phone. She was met by an awful screeching sound. Wincing she pulled the phone away from her ear. "Hello Grandmother."
"Don't hello grandmother me. Do you know about your brother?"
Faylinn quickly ran through her head trying to remember if Johnny had any joke planned. Remembering none she decided to stall, "Aren't you happy about how well Win is doing in school."
"Don't change the subject we are talking about Robert."
"Grandmother he put you in the movie." Faylinn said with a sigh hoping that was the problem.
"I don't care about the movie. Did you know your brother is GAY!" HE IS DATING A BOY!" The Queen screeched into the phone. Faylinn was once again thankful for her fay hearing, she could see people nearby wincing in pain at the volume, then shooting her sympathetic glances, before going back to their business.
Faylinn was lost on how to answer her grandmother. She took several deep breaths wondering what to do.
"No more of my family are going to marry here. When this movie is done you are all coming back with me." The Queen told her. "When you and Robert get home I expect you both in my quarters with Winston and Jonathan. Understood?"
"Yes Grandmother," she whispered hanging up the phone. She sunk into the nearest chair boneless and began rubbing her temples. She sensed him coming before she saw her. She opened her eyes when he stood in front of her holding out a cup.
"Its Vanilla Chi, your favorite," Will said placing it in a holder when she made no move. "How many times will I have to say I'm sorry?"
"I thought I knew you Will. I heard my parents say how you always supported them. Now you nothing but the Queen's lap dog!" She spat out slapping him with his words. "You pretend to care but show no sign of it." She opened her mouth as if to say more but could only sob.
Horrified Will stood for a moment shocked and hurt by her words. Needing to do something he kneeled down and pulled her shaking frame to him. As he held her rubbing her back he could feel her tears soaking his collar.
A few minutes later her tears had stopped and she was sipping her tea. Will still rubbing her back was sitting next to her watching her silently.
"I'm so sorry, Puck," She told him using his old nickname. "I should never had taken my feelings out on you like that. You've always been a dear friend."
Will said nothing only smiled sadly. "You were partly right. I've been to busy living my own life here to be your friend."
"You deserve your life Will. Live it for me."
"What do you sound like you won't be living it too?"
"The Queen has ordered us home Will. I don't think we will find away out of it this time."
"Yes you will. If I have go to King himself you will stay, and be with that thick head of yours."
Faylinn smiled, "Thanks for wanting to hate him for me," she said. Looking up she noticed that the plane was unloading. Standing she began to search for Robert and Dawson.
She saw Robert first, walking out on shaky legs. Turning his head to look for her. Before he could spot her she was already in his arms giving him a bone-crushing hug. "I've been waiting for hours," she told him as he returned the hug lifting her a few inches off the ground.
"I like to make an entrance," he told her releasing her when he saw Will.
"Jack's plane will be landing soon." She told him ignoring the growing tension. "Where's Dawson?"
"Getting the luggage, he wanted to give me a moment." He told her walking over to Will and sitting down.
She waited impatiently where she was rocking on her heels nervously. Then she saw him coming down the corridor wheeling a luggage cart. She stilled instantly unsure of how to proceed. Faylinn could tell the exact instant he caught sight of her; he slowed down looking as nervous as she felt.
Dawson stopped the cart a few feet away from where she stood and studied her. He noted that she had unconsciously begun to rock on her heels once more. He wanted to run to her but didn't know what to do.
Then he decided and took a step forward forgetting about the cart. He was thrilled when he saw her take a step as well. Giving up all pretences he ran over to her and pulled her into his arms. He began to kiss her cheeks and kips tasting the saltiness of her tears which had begun to fall again. He breathed in her scent of vanilla and felt at peace once again.
Faylinn never wanted to let him go and pressed herself closer to him. She was thrilled when he picked her up so she could more easily press her lips to his. The sound of Robert and Will clearing their throats broke them apart. Faylinn didn't even care about the crowd that was watching as she stayed where she was in his arms. She turned her head slightly to send a grin at her brother.
"Another crowd,'" Jack deadpanned having come over unnoticed.
Not caring about the crowd Robert went over and kissed Jack for several moments.
"And they want us to get a room," Faylinn told Will and Dawson grinning at the scene. An echo of her grandmother's words brought her mood down. Trying to hide it she went over and gave Jack a big hug and kissed his cheek. "Welcome to the club," she said grinning as the crowd continued to stand there.
"Robert," Faylinn whispered as they walked to the car. "Grandmother wants to see all of us as soon as we get home."
"What does she want?"
"Want to listen to the conversation?" Faylinn asked handing him the phone.
Pocketing he kept walking. "Before we go in I will." Leaving her and Dawson he caught up with Jack and linked their hands together