"I know we made mistakes, I see through all the tears, and that's what got us here. If love is an ocean wide we'll swim in the tears we cry. They'll see us true to the other side, we're gonna make it. If love is a raging sea, you can hold on to me. We'll find a way tonight, love is an ocean wide."

-The Afters, Ocean Wide

Disclaimer: House of Anubis is not mine.
Dedication: To no one yet because I haven't gotten the correct answer yet!

Attention passengers, we are beginning our decent into JFK Airport. Please keep your seatbelts fastened until the captain has turned the seatbelt sigh off. We thank you for flying with us.

I sigh as the PA ends and glance at Eddie, "Are you gonna call Patricia?"

"Yeah," he says sadly, "Are you gonna call Fabian? Or are you guys still not talking for some mysterious reason?"

"Option number two." I tell him quickly.

"Are you ever going to tell me what happened between you two that made you stop talking entirely?"

"No."

We sit in silence for another twenty minutes until the PA comes on again.

Attention passengers this is your captain speaking. I advise you not to panic, as an unpredicted storm has begun to occur and be patient as we try to fly out of it. Our decent will be the nearest available runway. We will be experiencing major turbulence during this time so please keep your seatbelts tightly fastened and remain calm. Thank you.

My eyes are the size of meatballs. Eddie grabs the barf bag and a pen from his bag, beginning to scrawl out a note on it. He mutters it to himself as he writes, "Dear Patricia, I love you until the day I die and beyond. If that I die today, I wanted you to know that I love you and…"

"Eddie! What are you doing?" I ask.

He looks at me through the shaking plane and hands me the second barf bag. I look at him and he gives me a small smile, through his watering eyes. I take it and grab a pen form my bag.

Fabian. I love you so much. If you're reading this, I'm probably dead or hurt or something. I never stopped loving you, no matter how much you hate me. Even if you still hate me when you read this, know that if I had survived I know we'd be together. I think. Well, I've been thinking a lot about life and love recently and if I really was to die in a minute what I would do. I would love you as much as I can until I'm gone. You are the only person I can think of that I'd use my last few breaths on. My last moments on Earth. But because I can't, if someone ever finds this note know that you will be the only thing on my mind until I've taken my last breath or until I'm safe on the ground. I love you Fabian. –Nina.

Eddie finished his note just as I did mine and he grips my hand tight. The plane is bouncing like mad and I squint my eyes tight. After a few hours, it's almost three in the morning, American time, the bouncing is getting less and less wicked. Then it stops entirely.

Thank you for being so calm. We have alerted the numbers you put down as emergency contacts and they were told you'd be landing in Hilton Head Airport in Georgia. We will be landing shortly.

"Am I alive?" I ask Eddie.

"Oh thank God, we're alive!" Eddie shouts, shoving his barf bag in his backpack.

Soon enough, we're off the plane. We were surprised to find Patricia waiting there for us.

"Patricia?" Eddie shouts, running over to her.

"Oh my god, are you alright?" Patricia asks, frantically checking him over for any signs of injury. "I wanted to surprise you in JFK when your flight got in but then they told me what happened and I came here to be here when you landed and, oh my god I was so worried."

I turn my head when they start making out and I catch Fabian's eye.

Holy shit Fabian?

I drop my backpack and run over, catching him in a hug. I bury my face in his shoulder as deep as in can go. I cry for the first time since I found out what was going on. He quietly whispers in my ear that I'm okay as he rubs my back softly.

"I'm sorry about what happened." He tells me.

"You didn't know about the storm."

"No, I mean about what happened back in Taormina." He says, still holding me tight, "I may have overreacted."

"No you definitely overreacted." I smile.

He laughs in my ear and I add, "But this shouldn't change anything between us. You were right, I should have told you."

"No, you definitely should have told me."

I laugh as more tears spill, "Can we start over Fabian? I mean, entirely."

"Where should we start from?" he asks.

"From right after you moved in."

"So do I still think you hate me because you won't talk to me?" he jokes.

"No, past that." I tell him, "Just pretend none of this year ever happened. Forget everything."

"Everything?"

I hesitate because I know what he's referring to. He breaks away from me before I could answer. "You know Nina, forgetting everything won't solve our problems. We can never forget this year, no matter how hard we try. We've had too many good times to forget everything just because of the bad ones."

I look at the ground, "You're right. I'm sorry. Are you staying?"

"No, I've got to get back to Rosie. Patricia called when she found out and I jetted over here." He says and glances at his watch, "Well, I've got to go catch my flight. I'll see you in September."

He begins to walk off and I watch him go until he's out of sight. Then I suddenly remember the barf bag.

"FABIAN!" I shout, running in the direction that he walked. I run through massive crowds and finally get to the corner he turned at and I can't find him anywhere. I see his head finally, turning the next corner. I run as fast as I can and I hear the PA announce that they're boarding a plane England. The next time I see him, he's boarding an airplane.

Shit.

I missed him.

Double shit.

That night, I'm sitting in the tree house Eddie and I built at his mom's house. We built it when we were so young. I remember we built it with my dad. While our mom's sat on the porch. When people use to tell me to go to my happy place or whatever, that was my happy place. Even if Eddie and I didn't do much of the building.

"Tag! You're it!" I shout, tagging Eddie's shoulder. At seven years old, tag was the most important game in the world.

"I'll get you for that!" Eddie yelled back, chasing after me.

"No you won't!" My dad said, picking us both up and throwing us over his shoulders, "You're both it!"

I smile to myself, staring up at the stars, wrapped in a blanket, and holding hot chocolate. Living in New York had its privileges. We could go into the city a lot and we could experience life in the suburban area.

The late night breeze was like ice against my face and a wrapped the blanket tighter around me, sipping my hot chocolate. I hear creaking coming from the ladder and look toward it, seeing Eddie emerge. He sits next to me and says one thing, "You miss him?"

I look at him and sigh, "That night, the night we all went to dinner in Taormina. He and I left early. I went up to his room and we got to talking about stuff. We kissed and it escalated fast to something more. We… uh… you know. Then I told him that I spoke to Joy when we woke up the next morning. He wasn't happy… at all. He told me he hated me and then he told me to leave. When we were about to go down, I wrote him a letter and when we kinda reconciled I tried to give it to him but he was gone."

Eddie smiled at me and said one thing, "He's worth it, Neens."

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