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She calmly sat, ignoring everyone coming out of the building. She twirled her keys absently on her finger, her back bent over. She giggled slightly, standing up at the feeling of a finger running down her spine.

"Hey," she grinned, twisting his arms around her person. He smiled back at her.

"I thought you weren't coming," he stated, fully embracing her. He turned her around to where he could rest his head on her shoulder, and let his arms hang loosely on her hips. He closed his eyes. She let out a sigh.

"You think I'd miss this?" She laughed, noting his eyes closed out of the corner of her eye, "What's wrong, love?"

"I'm dead tired," He replied. She smiled, unknowingly to him.

"Well, come on then," she started, jingling her keys, "Lets go somewhere."

"Right," he answered, not moving. She tried to pull herself away.

"Come now," her attempts were getting her no where, "I can't hold you up all night."

"What kind of self-esteem is that?" He replied, finally lifting himself off of her. A movement, to which, she responded to by turning around rather quickly.

"That's not self-esteem, dear," she responded, "That's called 'knowing your abilities'." He gave a slight glare at her. She rolled her eyes, "Just because you have the most beautiful blue eyes doesn't mean I'm going to do whatever you want me to."

"And here I thought you were my maid," he stated, to which she scowled, "But I really do want to get off my feet." She threw her arms up.

"If you would've just gone with me in the first place you'd already be off of them," she scolded, "Lets go." She turned and began walking through the parking lot. He laughed, resting his arm around her shoulders.

"What really made you decide to come?" He questioned.

"Is it a crime to come to a hockey game?" She shot back, raising her eyebrow.

"For all you know it could be," he stated under his breath, she glared, "No, it's not. But can't a guy wonder what a lovely lady could be interested in at a hockey game?"

"Well," she replied, "I suppose that's only natural, though I wouldn't expect most hockey players to be bright enough to know there may possibly be a reason as to why they're there."

"Are you calling us stupid?" He narrowed his eyes.

"You could say that," she smiled sweetly at him, "Why wouldn't I come, this is important to you, isn't it?" They conversation between the two quickly became more serious, something that usually occurred in their conversations.

"Yeah," he replied, going silent. She sighed looking at his face. He looked straightforward; seemingly unaware of her eyes scanning his face.

"I'm glad you're doing something worth while," he looked at her; she mimicked his position from a moment before, a few of her curls tickling his face.

"I'm glad you're here," he responded, causing her to turn her head.

"I'm glad I am too," she grinned, lifting herself up rather suddenly onto the hood of her car. He followed her up, draping his arm around her waist.

"Thanks," he murmured into her neck. She smiled, turning her head and moving his head. He grinned as she leaned into him.

"Anytime, anytime," she mirrored his facial features, as they met in a fiery kiss. Afterwards she leaned into his shoulder. That's the way they stayed until late that night. And that's the way they wanted to stay. After all, he was finally off his feet.

Jimmy Craig.

Oh wow. I hope you guys like this; I'm sure my writing styles changed a bit since this summer. I never intended to completely abandon this story, which is why I wrote another one. Anyway, enjoy him. :) My updates'll be most random from now on.

-Piper Brandybuck