Disclaimer: I own no one! I wish I owned Rick though.
It had been a cold winter night in London. I moved there only a few nights ago. It was a little different then I had remembered. I was headed to a local Kasbah when I heard a familiar voice. There was someone behind the fountain. I jogged casually over to see who it was, but who I found took my breath away.I hadn't seen her in nine years. She was with her brother and they were talking about work that is until I showed up.
"Rick?"
"Evy," I stated as she shot up and we both hugged each other hard. "Jeez, where have you been?! I called you a million times after you left!"
"I went to Cairo. I couldn't bare to stay here. What are you doing here?!" she asked as we finally let go.
"I'm starting a job here. Hi, Jon."
"O'Connell," he nodded. "I never expected to see you again."
"Well, it's nice to see you, too." We all laughed.
"Come on. Let's go inside the Kasbah. I think you'll find it has changed."
When we were inside, we talked for hours until...