Okay, it's set in season 6 and it's a bit like my other fic Things I'll Never Say but goes a bit further. Hope you like and please review. The more reviews I get the more likely I am that I will add a chapter or two…your choice.
He stepped out into the cool air, breathing in the fresh breeze that whipped past him before settling down. He stepped off the curb and into the road, crossing the deserted street with ease. The lights and sounds of the party faded away as he reached his destination. Leaning on the cold stone wall he looked over the moonlit river. The silence became a sanctuary from the chaotic life he lead during the day. Now it was night he could let go. Just give himself time to breathe. He looked across the river, watching the ripples of light in the water. He didn't notice the woman who had followed him out of the hotel.
She watched him leave. His tired eyes yearning for something else. The drink in her hand felt heavy and unnatural. Setting it down on the nearest surface she followed the man out of the room. She could hear the clicks of her expensive heels against the shiny wooden floor as she travelled across the reception. She pulled open the glass door and felt the cool wind on her shoulders, wishing she had remembered a shawl. She scanned the area for the man, hoping he hadn't walked to far. She sighed in relief as she noticed him on the other side of the road, his back to her. She let the door close behind he as she stepped out into the night. She crossed the road quickly and came up behind the man. He still hadn't noticed her, heard her footsteps or smelt her unique perfume. She brushed past him gently and stood to one side of him.
He felt her brush past him, leaving the softest sensation he only ever felt from one person. Part of him wished she hadn't been at the party, hadn't followed him outside. The other part was screaming him, telling him the opportunities to tell her how he felt were running out. He lifted his head and gazed into her eyes. He could never forget those eyes. The eyes that were filled with innocence and beauty, that always let him see her concern, affection, fear, her irritation and her anger. She could probably see the same thing in his betraying eyes. He didn't think he'd seen her looking as beautiful as she did tonight. Her long blond hair fell loose over her shoulders, only tamed by a single silver slide. A matching silver pendant hung delicately from her neck, dipping low. She wore a navy blue silk dress that showed off her assets modestly and her alabaster skin glowed under the moon, accentuating he slender arms. He greeted her gently, his voice quiet and calm. He didn't want to ruin the moment with ego and long words.
She watched him lift his head and meet her eyes. She could never forget his eyes. The pain and haunting under the surface that few could see. She also saw the tiredness, the dark circles under his eyes that told of sleepless nights and long working hours. It worried her. Even though they didn't work together anymore she hoped that they were still friends. After everything they had both been through it was the one thread of her life she fought to keep. She fought to keep him in her life. She admired him silently in his fitted tux. The black jacket fitted him perfectly as if he was made to wear it. His bow tie was untied and hanging loosely round his neck, just the way he liked it. Secretly she had always preferred him after a party, when he looked so relaxed and happy. He greeted her, accepting her presence. She answered, her soft voice matching his. "What are you doing out here?" She asked him.
He smiled gently at her words. He had missed her company, missed her comfortable friendship and easy camaraderie. "Just wanted some quiet time" he replied. She offered to leave him alone but he stopped her. "Stay" He pleaded. He let her fall back into place with him, watching her smile brightly at his invitation. Neither of them had been very good at saying no to each other, especially when deep down they knew they were needed.
She shivered as the wind rose up again, cursing herself again for not bringing the shawl. She brought her arms up and hugged herself tightly. "Are you cold?" she heard him enquire. She nodded in reply. Instantly he pulled off his jacket and wrapped it round her. "Thank you" she spoke. He had always been a perfect gentleman, always treated her like an equal. That's what made him different from all the other men. She turned round and lifted herself onto the stone wall so she could face him. Her hands fell to her sides as the jacket warmed her up. "It's beautiful out here" He said a moment later. His hands leant against the wall, his eyes looking out into the distance. "It is" She replied without taking her eyes off him. He caught her staring causing her to blush, her cheeks turning a light shade of pink.
"I really am an outdoorsman" He joked, plastering a large cheeky smile on his face. One she hadn't seen in a while, one he normally kept for her. She smiled back. "You say that now but tomorrow you'll complaining about how you're allergic to fresh air" His left hand moved closer to hers. And hers moved closer to his. The tingling sensation returned as their fingers barely touched. His mind screamed at him again, shouting and willing him to look her in the eyes, let their hands clasp together and confess his undying love. He stayed quiet, enjoying the feeling as her finger stirred slightly under his. His hand moved closer to hers but he pulled back quickly as he heard a cough from behind him. Her hand mirrored his, jerking her hand away and back to the safety of her lap. She could still feel the heat of his skin against her. She looked up in the direction of the uncomfortable cough and inwardly groaned at the man who stood in front of them. A man who never seemed to understand timing or privacy.
"Yes Will?" She answered him."We need you in there" She nodded, pulling herself off the wall she stepped away from one man and neared the other. Will began to retrace his steps back to the hotel, letting Donna make her own way back. She stopped in her tracks and spun round, facing Josh, his yearning eyes identical to hers. He smiled gently as her, letting her know it would be okay. He could wait.