Beautiful Disaster

Chapter: 8

Pairing: Robert/Holly

Rating: PG-13

Robert tried to sleep during the flight, but memories of Holly plagued his mind. Her words about searching for Anna and how pointless it was rang in his ears. Maybe she was right, but he couldn't give up, not just yet. He owed it to Robin to search for her mother.

Flashback April 16th 1992

Robert found himself standing outside of Holly's apartment door. He didn't know why he was there, but something lead him there. After knocking a few times he stood back, more than half drunk and waited for her to open the door. Within seconds he was greeted by her beautiful face. "Hello."

"Robert, what are you doing here?" she asked.

"I came to see you." he said slowly, careful not to slur any of his words. "May I come in?"

"You've been drinking." she noted as she opened the door farther, letting him inside. "Scotch." she added as he walked past her.

Robert pulled off his jacket and threw it over the back of the chair. "I just needed a little pick me up."

Holly closed the door. "You're not driving are you?"

"I took a cab." he told her as he made himself comfortable on the sofa. "Come sit down."

She made her way across the room and sat down on the opposite side of the sofa. "What brings you here, Robert?"

"I wanted to see you." he said as he leaned up and lifted the bottle of wine up off the table. "Nice year." he mumbled. "More than half empty. Did you have company or did you drink all of this yourself?"

The wine was beginning to take effect, Holly was beginning to feel a little light headed. "What difference does it make?" she asked slowly.

"You shouldn't drink alone."

"Thanks for the advice." she said dryly. "But I'm a big girl and If I want to drink alone I will."

"Don't let me stop you." he said refilling the empty glass, he downed half the contents and handed it to her. "Bottoms up."

"Why are you here?" she asked, taking a long drink of wine.

"I told you because I wanted to see you." he replied. "I needed to."

"Needed to?" she questioned as she emptied the glass. "I'm not in the mood to talk about the past." she informed him as she sat the glass down on the cocktail table and got up from the sofa. "If that's what you had in mind."

Robert watched as Holly crossed the room over to the window. "I really didn't have anything in mind." he told her as he got up and walked over to where she was. "Is there anything you'd like to talk about?"

Holly abruptly turned around, not knowing how close Robert was standing to her. She walked directly into him. "I'm sorry." she mumbled, but made no attempt to move. She was pressed right up against him.

"It's alright." he assured her. "Accidents happen."

She placed her hand on his chest with every intention of pushing him away until he placed his hand over hers. "Robert." she breathed as she unconsciously moved her face closer to him.

"Holly." he whispered. His focus left her beautiful eyes and shifted down to her slightly part, full, red lips. Robert inched his mouth closer and closer to hers.

"No." she said softly, but there was no conviction behind her words.

Robert pulled her bottom lip between his, softly sucking it into his warm, scotch flavored mouth. Holly tried to gain control of her thoughts and the situation but once his silky tongue passed her lips and slid into mouth all was forgotten. His hands tangled in her long, dark hair as his mouth devoured hers.

She ran her hands up and down his chest as his mouth moved away from hers and he started placing open mouth kisses down the side of her neck. "Robert." she moaned softly.

"Don't ask me to stop." he mumbled against her skin.

Buttons went flying as Holly ripped open his shirt. "I don't want you to stop." she replied as her hands made contact with his bare skin, she moved her hands up to his shoulders and pushed the material off his body. His lips left her neck in favor of her lips as her arms encircled around him to prevent him from pulling away. She slowly backed them up until her back hit the wall.

"I've missed you so much." he said between kisses. "I love you."

"I love you, Robert" she said as their kiss ended. "I love you so much."

His hands slid up under her blouse, lightly caressing her soft skin before pushing the fabric farther and farther up to reveal her lace covered breasts. "Take it off." she breathed. He followed her instructions and pulled her blouse over her head, letting it fall to the floor.

"Bedroom." she instructed.

Within mere moments the were both undressed and had found their way under red satin sheets. It was as if they had never been apart. Alcohol or no alcohol something like this was bound to happen sooner or later. A passion like theirs just couldn't be contained.

Her body covered his as their mouths engaged in a series of blistering, sultry kisses. His hands gently caressed her back, finding that her skin was so much softer than he remembered. And her kisses were full of fire and passion. Her touch was delicate and gentle, that of a woman who was still very much in love with her husband.

What was started by alcohol and a little lust was now being driven completely by love. They moved together slowly and softly, lost in their own little world where both time and reality had stopped just for them. All the things that Robert tried so hard to forget came rushing back to him. Holly was the love of his life and nothing would or could ever change that.

Present Day

"Holly." Robert said softly to himself. "My wonderful Holly."

Thinking back to their previous conversation at Kelly's it was more and more apparent to him that something about Holly was definitely not quite right, it was as if she was holding something back. He chalked it up to uneasiness. After all they had spent a drunken night together months before and hadn't seen each other since. He only wished he remembered the events of the night better. Everything was so fuzzy. He wondered how much Holly remembered or if she even reflected on their night at all.

tbc...