Disclaimer: I don't own them. These creatures of the deep.
Author's Note: Well it is getting to the end. And for all of you who sticked it out it is like a few chapters away. This one is well a little off character at least I think it is. But I mean her dad died and she was sad and she missed him. So I guess in terms of the characters in my little world they are as they ever were. Enjoy. It's short.
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There was a clear distinction in the air. Something almost melodic about the way the brisk air seemed to be shimmering. Josh had his box of things prepared in the back of his car.
He was pretty excited. Well he was crazy excited. He would have been jumping around if he wasn't suffering from a huge hangover from the night before. It had been relatively vague night. He was trying to get up the courage, the guts, to do what he'd been planning. He was starting to feel like a bit of an alcoholic. But he figured Donna would stop him before that got to far.
He walked into the airport. Airports always seemed like such cold places. There was never much life in them. They were a race, to your plane, your next life. People came to airports to race, no run away from their old lives.
Josh however was about to experience the warmth of this place. The thing that made Airports seem almost kind, gentle, wonderful in a specific way.
He walked over to her gate. He was trying to be the first one she'd see, which was rather difficult. There were a lot of other people waiting there.
He saw her. She looked tired. She was slouching. She looked terribly sad. In her own way, though Josh found her beautiful and depressingly so. She looked as though she were trapped. She looked as though she had lost a part of herself. She looked like a woman who had no idea how beautiful she truly was.
She looked up from the ground. She pulled her hair from her face and shifted her backpack further onto her shoulder. Then she saw him.
She burst into a run. She was smiling, almost laughing. She would have dropped everything, but she managed a bit of dignity.
Josh who wasn't exactly expecting her to topple him over, was even more shocked when she starting to kiss him. It didn't take him that long to react. He returned her kiss, passionately. He wrapped his arms around her, not wanting to let go.
"I missed you," she mumbled as she pulled away and into his embrace. "You have no idea how much I missed you." She squeezed his gently.
Josh didn't move. He knew if he did he would ruin this moment. She smelt like she had always smelt. She smiled almost the same she always had. She was as beautiful as she had ever been. But something had changed. Now she was for lack of a better word, his.