*sings* I'll be hooooooome for Christmaaaaaas

If oooooonly iiiiiin my dreeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaams

Okay I know this is short and awful and cliche and so so obvious because of how awfully and short it was written, but I loved the idea and suddenly ended up with no time to write it please forgive me . If you hate it that much then please insert an extra few days in there somewhere because I don't have time to change it

Day 28- I'll Be Home- Modern Married AU

"I miss you."

"I miss you too."

Phone calls weren't enough. Jack's job had always taken him travelling and it had always been hard, but now that they were married and with Christmas rapidly approaching, Elsa was struggling. It wasn't that they were dependent on each other; she could manage without him, but she didn't want to. She liked falling asleep beside him at night and waking up to him the next morning, and she liked the reassurance that he was always just a room away.

"I'll be home soon; I promise. I love you."

"I love you too." Almost as an after thought she added. "Be safe."

"You too."

Elsa sighed and put the phone down on her bedside table, pulling the covers up a little so that they covered her up to her chin. She knew it was petty to be sulking, but she couldn't help it. Was it really so wrong for her to want her husband home for Christmas?

With a sigh she shook her head and pushed the covers away from her, getting to her feet and brushing her hair back from her face. Whether Jack was in London, L.A. or the room next door there was a day to be lived and she had to live it.

Not quite believing her own thoughts, she made her way to the bathroom, washed and dressed and grabbed her phone on the way downstairs, arranging to meet her sister at the local shopping centre for some last minute Christmas buys when-

Ding dong.

Elsa sighed, clenching her fist for one moment, before breathing out and allowing the creases in her forehead to smooth. The only conceivable visitor she would have today would be a salesman, and she really wasn't in the mood to deal with one of those right now; and why were they working on Christmas Eve anyway?

Reluctantly she opened the door, eyes down as she toed down the corner of the welcome mat.

"Hello?" Her voice sounded rude even to her, but she couldn't bring herself to apologise. Instead she kept her head down.

"What; no hug?"

Looking up in surprise at the familiar voice, Elsa spoke involuntarily.

"Jack." His voice slipped off her lips like a breath and she moved forward in one step as he opened his arms, throwing her arms around his chest and pressing her face in. He chuckled and she could feel it vibrating under her cheek. She gave a small laugh too, her cheeks flushed, and inhaled deeply. He smelled just like he always did and she was glad. Things had been lonely without him around but now he was back and everything was okay. Everything was okay.

"Miss me?"

"Shut up."