Sam has finally healed enough to travel. What will this mean for the relationship he has been trying to build?


Unknown: I need you help
Ginny: Who is this?
Unknown: Sorry, I'm Sam Wilson and I am trying to get in touch with Ginny Weasley
Ginny: How did you get my number? Are you Pansy's Sam?
Unknown: Hermione. Yes, are you Harry's Ginny?
Ginny: Yes. Do you know what time it is?
Unknown: Midnight
Ginny: Maybe for you
Unknown: I am so sorry … I woke you up
Ginny: Between you and Pansy I am not sleeping tonight anyway
Unknown: I'm catching a flight to London in about 5 hours and I need help getting from the airport to her flat
Ginny: Message me when you land. I will have someone there to help you. How's your stomach?
Unknown: ?
Ginny: Nevermind … Safe journey
Unknow: Thank you

Pansy was ready to kill. One client meeting had left her in tears, three shops were out of the blouse her favorite client needed for a meeting in the next few days and her diary looked like a rainbow had blown up on it. At the rate things were going she was going to have to haunt the shops until closing time and on Saturday just to get everything done. She had barely managed to eat a packet of saltines and a gulp down a ginger beer at noon. And, to make the day a blazing success, Sam had not answered a single text or call all day.

All she really wanted was a large glass of wine and a hot bath. But, she had to get to her flat first. Stepping into the Floo in her small office, Pansy headed home.

Dusting Floo powder off her robe, Pansy stepped out of her shoes and headed straight for the kitchen. "A large glass of wine and a hot bath and I can forget about this day," she mumbled as she pulled a wine glass out of the cabinet.

"Could I trade you that glass of wine for hello?" Pansy turned to see where the voice was coming from.

"I am definitely seeing things. There is no way I am seeing a fly boy in my sitting room." Pansy tried not to squeal as she looked at the vision on her sofa.

"Hey, Baby Girl,' Sam stood up from the sofa and made his way to Pansy. "I had a few days off and thought I might drop in for a visit. It's been a while."

Pansy tried not to crumple as Sam wrapped his arms around her. "I didn't think you had been cleared to fly. How did you get here?"

"Well, I have been cleared to fly in a plane, but not in the suit so I decided to take a vacation and see my girl." Sam wrapped his arms around Pansy and tucked her head under his chin. "I hear she is a fucking awesome personal shopper and she has been a little busy lately. I thought it would be easier for me to see her than to get her stateside."

"How long are you staying?" Pansy's voice was muffled in Sam's chest. "I think I could stand here for a year or two. It is nice to see you in one piece. I was a little worried there for a few days."

"I'm here for this week." Sam kissed the top of her head. "I wasn't sure that Ginny was going to come and get me when I messaged her. But, she likes to see you happy and so do I. So, I brought dinner, if you're hungry."

"I could stand to eat. I snacked a little during the day but today was a nightmare. Some days, I almost miss working for Madame Mafalda." Pansy let Sam lead her back into the sitting room and the picnic he had set up on the floor in front of the sofa. "What smells so good?"

"A gift from Blaise." Sam shrugged and settled Pansy on the blanket. "I brought you food from DC and Blaise spelled it to keep until we could eat it. He also mentioned something about getting ice cream in Diagon Alley."

"When did you talk to Blaise?" Pansy looked at the meal in front of them. "Is this the same meal we had on our first date? How did you pull all this together? Bloody hell, I need to stop asking questions."

"Keep asking questions, Baby Girl. We have very good friends." Sam settled beside her on the blanket. "Steve asked Hermione to give me some numbers and the rest is history. I think Ginny was the hardest one to convince. She threatened to send her husband after me if I hurt you. Should I be afraid?"

"As long as you are not breaking any magical laws or endangering his family, Harry is a pussy cat." Pansy laughed as she started to put food on dishes. "Ginny is the dragon in that pair. She just likes to threaten the world with Harry because he is an Auror and a war hero."

"So. I guess I need to meet some people while I'm here." Sam took the plate from Pansy and set it on the floor beside him. "You got to meet most of my friends during your time in DC. How about something later this week?"

Pansy set her plate on the floor and looked at Sam. "Just how serious are you about all of this? I don't know if I can do this across the pond thing if you aren't going to be serious. Your job is enough to bloody turn my hair white."

"How serious do you want this to be, Pansy?" Sam cupped his hand on her cheek. "Because, I think I am in serious danger of losing my heart. You are a fucking force of nature and I want to be around to see what you can do."

"I want it all," Pansy nuzzled the hand that held her cheek. "Merlin's beard, I want it all. I think I lost my heart in the three days I waited for you to wake up. Ginny and Luna had trouble keeping me from the portkey office after I finally heard from you. I moved up my bloody timeline and resignation because I never wanted to be at someone else's mercy when I needed to get to you."

Sam leaned closer and softy kissed Pansy's forehead. "We can talk about it after dinner. I'm just glad to be here with you right now. How far is Diagon Alley from here?"

"If we apparate, about five minutes, if we walk about fifteen." Pansy watched Sam take a deep gulp of air. "What's wrong? You are looking a little pale. Do you need a Healer?"

"I'm fine." Sam's chuckle surprised her. "Ginny apparated me here from Heathrow and I still don't think my stomach has forgiven me. Can we walk after dinner?"

Pansy: Want to join me for ice cream?
Luna: Sure. When?
Ginny: You have company
Luna: She has company?
Pansy: Yes and I want you both to meet him
Ginny: Can we bring the boys?
Pansy: Will they behave?
Luna: Neville will but Harry might not
Ginny: He will behave
Pansy: Diagon Alley in 30 minutes?
Ginny: Sure
Luna: Fortescue's?
Pansy: Of course
Pansy: BTW Gin, you owe FlyBoy an apology
Ginny: For what?
Pansy: Not warning his stomach of the joys of apparating …

Sam woke up with a crick in his neck and his arms around Pansy. They must have fallen asleep watching the movie she had picked out. He had spent most of the movie just enjoying being with her. They had spent as much time as her growing business allowed them to spend together. She had created a comfortable chair in a corner of her shop so he could sit and watch her work.

"Sweetness, we need to get off the couch and go to bed." Sam kissed the top of her head and sighed. "As much as I enjoy having you in my arms, I can't feel my fingers on my left hand and your neck is going to be sore. Open those beautiful green eyes for me."

"I'm comfortable." Pansy snuggled deeper into Sam's chest. "Wanna sleep here. Not going anywhere."

"Baby Girl, I need to get you in your bed." Sam tried to free himself from the sofa. "I need to get to my bed in your guest room and sleep for a few hours. I have a plane home to catch tomorrow."

"No, you don't." Pansy grumbled and rubbed her eyes. "Our week isn't over yet. Bloody hell, my neck."

"I'll rub it for you when we get you into bed." Sam bent down to pick her up from the couch. "The sooner we get back to bed, the sooner we can get up and spend a little more time together. I have an appointment with the doc in a few days. It's time to get final clearance to go back to work."

Pansy let her head settle into the crook of Sam's neck and enjoyed her ride down the hallway in his arms. "You could always sleep in here tonight. I'll behave, I promise."

Sam laid Pansy down in her bed and motioned for her to lay on her stomach. "Don't tempt me, Baby Girl. I am not that strong. I'm leaving tomorrow and I don't know when we will have a chance to be in the same room again. Spending the night in the same bed with you is a temptation I might not be able to resist."

"Who says I want you to bloody resist?" Pansy looked over her shoulder as she felt Sam's hands begin to massage her shoulders. "I want you to stay. I want you to be safe. I bloody hate that I have to put you on a plane tomorrow."

"No more than I want to go," Sam continued to massage the knots from her shoulders and neck. "But, we both have jobs that we need to do. I have been away from the Avengers for too long and you, my kick ass sweetness, have a business to continue to build. We will figure this out."

Pansy's soft snore was the only answer Sam got to his last declaration. Sam stood up from the side of the bed. After pulling the covers over her shoulders, Sam kissed Pansy's forehead and whispered in her ear. "I promise, Baby Girl. We will figure this out because I'm not giving you up."

Old Man: When are you coming home?
FlyBoy: Tomorrow
Old Man: My tomorrow or her tomorrow?
FlyBoy: My flight leave Heathrow at 1330 London time
Old Man: When do you get into DC?
FlyBoy: About 1645 DC time
OldMan: Need a ride?
FlyBoy: Yeah. You free?
Old Man: Yeah. Got dinner plans?
FlyBoy: Other than wishing I was still in London and eating dinner with my Sweetness, no
Old Man: Then, we are headed to M&As after we dump your stuff at your place.
FLyBoy: M&As? Please tell me that is Millie & Al's
Old Man: Where else would it be?
FlyBoy: Pizza and beer, the perfect cure for jet lag
Old Man: Get some sleep
FlyBoy: I'd rather watch her sleep
Old Man: I'll see you soon

Pansy: Talk me out of this
Ginny: Out of what?
Pansy: Finding a way to sneak on his plane
Ginny: You can't do that!
Pansy: Bloody hell, he's leaving and I am not going to see him for months
Ginny: You have texts and calls and FaceTime
Pansy: But not him
Ginny: You could always give him up
Pansy: Hell no. FlyBoy is mine …
Ginny: Then, you have to let him get on that plane and be patient
Pansy: No
Ginny: Here's the plan -
Pansy: What plan?
Ginny: The plan for how you are not getting on that plane
Pansy: Okay
Ginny: You are going to go to the nearest Floo and you are going to come here
Pansy: Why would I do that?
Ginny: Because I have biscuits and ice cream. Harry is bringing home pizza
Pansy: You almost had me
Ginny: Harry is bringing home pizza but he is also meeting the guys at the Leaky Cauldron after he brings me the pizza
Pansy: Okay. I think I can do that
Ginny: I know you can

Baby Girl: Let me know when you land
Baby Girl: You haven't been gone for an hour and I ache
Baby Girl: I'm at Ginny's
Baby Girl: I thought about sneaking on the plane
Baby Girl: I think I may have had too much wine with Ginny
FlyBoy: I'm on the ground
FlyBoy: Sweetness …
FlyBoy: Good, she will help
FlyBoy: That explains some of these messages
FlyBoy: I'll talk to you when you wake up

Baby Girl: Merlin's beard, How much wine did I drink?
FlyBoy: A little too much based on the messages you sent
Baby Girl: I miss you
FlyBoy: I miss you, too
Baby Girl: I can get a portkey tomorrow
FlyBoy: But you won't
Baby Girl: The hell I won't
FlyBoy: You have three appointment with new clients tomorrow and Ginny's team is looking to you dress them for their next event
Baby Girl: How did you know that?
FlyBoy: I watched you work
Baby Girl: If I go to Fashion Week in NYC, will you meet me there?
FlyBoy: All I need is a date and time
Baby Girl: I'll let you know
FlyBoy: I'll see you soon