Thank you all for you're patience. I have been busy but I have finally decided to update. I did this as a surprise for a certain someone (you know who you are) Anyways I hope you all like it.

Shopping, dinner, movie, this is beginning to sound more like a romance sit-com than two co-stars enjoying their time in Paris, not that Elle had anything against the entire scenario switching to heavy touching and kissing. The movie continued on, the blondes energy slowing as the night progressed. Angelina asked her if she wanted to head to bed but like a stubborn, love-struck, woman, Elle decided to let the entire deal go on for as long as her eyes could stay open.

By twelve in the morning Elle was passed out, her hand in the now cold popcorn bowl and head rested on Angelina's lap. How did that happen? Well, the lovely blonde tried her hardest to hold on but ended up falling asleep, her head slipping off of Angelina's shoulder and onto her lap. The brunette did not seem to mind the change however, she allowed the movie to continue for it's last few minutes even though her attention was glued on the face beneath her. Soft eyes gliding over the young stars soft features, from her button nose, to the pink rose that tinted her cheeks, the super star just couldn't pull her eyes away. It took the blasting music of the movie to pull her from the drink she was taking of the youth's image. Angelina couldn't help but smile at her childish act, what am I, some love sick teenager? She asked herself while attempting to rise from the couch to turn the film off. By the time she could lift Elle's head gently the girl was groaning...or was it moaning? No The mother thought as she shook the idea from her mind, the blonde was most likely having a bad dream or something like that, well that was what she tried to tell herself as she tried moving the young star again. Once again Elle made the most enchanting moan...groan the brunette had ever heard, with a voice like that the older woman wasn't sure she could move her co-star again.

Taking a different route the woman moved her face closer to Elle's, shifting slightly so that her lips could reach the blondes pale ears. What she hadn't planned on was catching the sweetness that emitted from Elle's skin. Finding herself drawn to the soft skin beneath her, the scent inching her closer, Angelina pulled back, her green eyes regaining their light tint as she pulled herself together.

What was I planning on doing? God what was I planning to do to this child?

The questions can't necessarily be called question since Angelina knows the answers too clearly. Coughing quietly, the brunette concluded on shaking the young star gently until she would wake. After a couple of failed attempts the older woman realized that her efforts went to vain. Moving back to trying to lift herself up without bothering the young girl Angelina felt a soft grip on her thigh. She looked down to the slightly open eye's of the young blonde, the expression hinted with a kind of euphoric appeal that made the air catch just slightly in her throat. God I must be losing my mind The brunette looked away and then back down as the grip on her thigh tightened.

"Elle." She wasn't sure why she whispered the girl's name but she did and her voice game out with an undertone of...uncertainty.

"Stop moving so much." Angelina smiled as her co-star mumbled the words with a faint smile before falling back asleep.

"Elle the movie is over, it's time to go to bed." In that moment the young girl turned her head to face the breath taking brunette opening her eyes only slightly once more, that look taking the air from Angelina's lungs again.

Elle could see it, even in the haze and sleep and alertness she could read the small war raging in her co-stars mind. She felt a bit bad but that was overpowered by the joy that told her she had a chance, even if it was a slither of luck. Biting her bottom lip softly and pushing her luck once again Elle rolled slightly so that she could view the woman more clearly. Rising her figure off of the warm thighs that posed as comfy pillows, the blonde wrapped her arms around Angelina's neck allowing her head the rest on her shoulder. The brunette wasn't sure of what to do, she wanted to pull Elle closer but then her rationale mind told her to do the complete opposite. As her thoughts fought with one another she waited, and Elle waited as well, actually she was busying herself taking in the beautiful woman's smell, and touch, and soft skin.

"Okay, take me to bed."

The comment was so simple. Just a whisper in her ear and yet Angelina could feel the heat that coursed through her body rise and spread outward, a strange sensation that she hasn't experienced since...ever.

Angelina took a moment to sort out what it is she was going to do to get Elle into the bedroom. First she thought she would try to get the blonde to lazily walk to the room, but that did not work at all, instead there was a bunch of amazingly erotic groans(which were not by mistake on Elle's part) and exchanged looks. Then she tried to leave and turn the movie off, even though the screen had already turned black, but that didn't work either. Instead Elle stayed still, although she found it difficult not to laugh at her older co-stars absolutely adorable struggle to get her off. Closing her eyes and trying to suppress her urge to pull the woman even closer to her.

The blonde felt all emotion still when Angelina's arms wrapped around her figure lifting her with surprising ease. The youth wasn't sure how to react, fist she was surprised at how strong Angelina was and second the woman's touch was seeming to clear her mind of any thought that had crossed it earlier on. All she could think of was the soft figure that pressed against her own, holding her tightly as if she could be easily broken.

Taking the opportunity she knew the heavens had given her, Elle wrapped her legs around the brunettes waist. Intimately snuggling her head into the woman's warm and fluffy mahogany hair, the rich and now familiar scent making it's way to her nose. The tall figure froze for a moment before continuing on to the bedroom.

She reached the large bedroom and carried Elle's body to the side of the king sized bed. Laying the girl down, Angelina waited for the blonde to release her, but the half asleep Elle was not planning on that. She took the opportunity to pull the striking brunette closer as her head rested on a soft pillow.

"Honey...please." The words were barely above a whisper but with plump lips near her ear the young actress could hear everything clearly. From the heat that carried along with Angelina's breath to the slight desperation that hung to her words. But all Elle wanted was to enjoy her last night with this magnificent woman, to hold Angelina close and care for her as if she belonged to her. Just one more night was all Elle thought she wanted.

Keeping a gentle but firm hold around Angelina, the young blonde held them in the intimate position. Although sleep was threatening to sweep over her a burning desire kept her awake. A few minutes passed and the older woman gave into her desire to remain in the youth's arms. Her body molding comfortably with the soft figure beneath her, sharp ears taking the girl's gentle breathing, her heat and intoxicating scent. It all was turning into something too satisfying and Angelina's logical mind told her to wake the girl up and pull her away, but her body resisted against all efforts to move.

Elle rolled over just a little, her movement slow while waking Angelina from a half sleep that crept over her. Taking in the shift of their position and the light of the city that streamed through the curtains corners the brunette found herself lost in the moment. Elle was in her arms, their position close with the blondes breath reaching her neck. The girl's soft arms still around her neck and legs loosely tangled with Angelina's toned ones. She knew that the best decision would be to untangle herself and pull away...but she couldn't.

Night fell into place, darkness rolling over towns and cities. The stars shinning among the brilliant night lights and tall buildings that towered and scarped the inked sky. In the expensive hotel room the scent of romantic warmth covered both woman, unveiling a connection that is frowned by so many and denied by a lonely heart. The night allowed for an experience that Angelina so dearly dreaded. This cool Paris night made the brunette realize that she was incomplete. Made her recognize that the beautiful blonde next to her made her experience a completeness that she has been void of for so long. For too long.

4:15 am

beep beep

The interruption woke the blonde from warmth of Angelina's arms and the thick comforter that was slid over their bodies. She opened her eyes slowly at the sound of her ring-tone, her phone flashing on and off as it rung. Rolling over to the edge of the bed, Elle slipped quietly from under the covers and over to her phone that was across the room. She moved her fingers through her hair as she walked over to the side table and took the device. Reading the number on the flat screen the blonde released an instinctive groan of despair.

Of-course she would be calling me two days later.

"Hello mom." She said, her voice groggy from the sleep she was still waking up from. "Elle! Honey why are you not with you're manager? He told me you cut off your phone..." really? Cut off my phone? Of-course that jack ass would lie to them "And ran off in Paris." The blonde rolled her eyes while hearing her mother's anger, she wasn't surprised that he mother believed her manger instead of her. In the eyes of her family she was still a child, even though she is going to be nine-teen in a matter of months.

"Mom, I didn't run away or shut off my phone. He never picked me up."

"And why would he do that?" Because he's a piece of shit. Elle said to herself while listening to her mother rage on without even listening to what she had to say. The woman went on, and on, and on, and as she did the blonde grew more annoyed. Her mother always does this, takes everyone's side instead of her own child. She, along with everyone else, never listens to Elle. Ever.

"Mom!" She almost smacked her self for letting her frustration take control and raise her voice. She turned to the bad for a second to make sure she didn't disturb Angelina before turning her attention back to the ceiling and walls. Angelina woke a bit from her sleep after hearing Elle's voice but she had been half awake after feeling the blonde slip off the mattress and from in her hold.

"I am eighteen years old, I can take care of myself especially since my 'manager' can't do it." The brunette thought she had heard wrong, from what she knew the blonde was sixteen not two years older. I'm probably hearing things. Angelina told herself as she tried to pry her attention from the tension on her co-stars voice.

"You really think I would stay in a hotel with a stranger? Angelina let me stay in her suit with her and to tell you the truth I haven't seen him in days and not once has he contacted me."

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"Mom...I under...I know but...will you just listen...okay fine." The older woman could hear the defeat in Elle's voice. It was slight but apparent. "I will be home by tomorrow...no he was supposed to book the flight... I told you I haven't seen him."

The blonde could feel the frustration raise through her blood, her two days of relaxation had been completely drained out of her in a matter of seconds. Now she would have to plan a flight by tomorrow and be home before Monday, even though her 'great' manager was supposed to have everything planned out. Agreeing with her mother, as she always did, the blonde hung up, not surprised as her hands slammed the phone onto the side table.

The young star found her self upset at the same old thing, her family would never learn to treat her as an adult. They constantly acted as if she was immobile, never trusting her enough to let her speak for herself or do things on her own. Elle wasn't surprised when she found her mother agreeing with her manager instead of her she wasn't surprised when the woman refused to listen to what she had to say, and she wasn't surprised when her mother decided to call her two days after her departure. What she was surprised at was her disappointment, she knew she should be used to it by now...but she still wasn't.

I'll just wake up at six and find a flight Elle told herself while returning to the bed.

Once Elle returned to the large bed the brunette found the blonde was far away, her body on the distant end of mattress. She didn't like it. Their earlier position was so comfortable and felt so right that it was all she wanted to feel again. Angelina desperately wanted...needed Elle's soft figure against her own once again. She moved slowly over the mattress until she was close to the blonde, Elle's body stiffened when she felt the older woman's arm move around her waist in pull her in. But within seconds she found herself melting in the brunettes embrace once more.

Although sleep took over Elle, Angelina found her mind racing. Why did she find a need to be near Elle? Why did hearing her age (if she even heard correctly) make a feel better about her emotions? Why was she experiencing all of these feelings for her young co-star?

Despite her inner turmoil the super-star found herself waking up at the early hour of 5:00 am, the sound of soft mumbling and fast typing. The sun had only began to creep above the homes as her striking green eyes cleared. Lifting her body from the warmth of the soft bed, Angelina turned to witness one of the most enchanting sites.

Her young co-star seemed to have already taken a shower and changed into a few pieces she bought yesterday. Sitting on a leather computer chair, once leg on the ground and the other on the chair where she rested her chin. With her hand's on the keyboard and eyes focused on the screen Elle's looked entirely concentrated and not aware of her stunning state. Her long blond tresses falling past her shoulders and down to her waist, loose strands framing her face while other rays of gold were pulled behind her diamond studded ear. Her loose white shirt gave way to the white strappy bralette she wore beneath, the sheer material giving a glimpse of her iced vanilla skin below. The silk pants she had on traced her long legs effortlessly and gave a peek of her white panties.

Elle could feel eyes on her and turned her head to face a fresh face and deep emerald eyes, the crisp gaze emitting a raw emotion she couldn't pinpoint.

"Good morning Angelina." Elle spoke, her voice scratchy from a lack of food and water. The brunette released a cough before responding with a 'good morning' as well. The blonde found her mind too occupied to do much more than admire the stunning woman in her appealing display of messy hair and hazy eyes.

An hour passed and Angelina finished her shower along with getting dressed, a sight that Elle tried very hard to resist sneaking a peak. The tall woman walked about the room, making a few calls and ordering breakfast for both of them. Elle's attention remained on the computer as she continued to search for flights that would be leaving today. Angelina examined the youth's tired face and hands her a cup of warm tea, the blonde taking it willingly and replying with a soft smile.

"What are you doing that is more important than eating?" The brunette asked lightly, lowering her body so that she could view the computer clearly. She watched as the young star moved through different flights and explained her lack of luck.

"Why don't you let me help?" She stated more than asked while lifting herself up.

"I couldn't." The woman had done so much for her already and Elle doesn't like overstepping her luck, "you've done so much already."

"I insist."

With a few more jokingly ignored replies from Angelina and Elle deciding to eat and not attempt to stop the brunette anymore, the morning progressed. "It's settled then, we will be leaving at eight." The blonde looked up, surprised and grateful at the same time. "Re..." She swallowed the pancake she had in her mouth with more tea. "Really? You got me a flight?"

"Yes I did. So enjoy breakfast, we'll be leaving soon." Elle watched the older woman walk over to the dinning room table leaning against it as she faced Elle. The excitement and love for the amazing actor raced through her blood and the blonde found herself jumping into the woman's arms and hugging her tight. Angelina was surprised and it took her a moment to hold the bubbly girl as well.

"Thank you so much Angelina. You are an angel." The brunette smiled at the comment, she was sure the only angel in the room was her captivating younger co-star that radiated like the sun itself.

"It was nothing."

Elle moved her hands from around the brunettes neck to her structured face, cupping the woman's fine features gently. "It means more than nothing to me. Really, thank you so much." With that Elle kissed Angelina's cheek, keeping her lips there longer than what would have been appropriate, before returning back to the table. Leaving the woman to yearn for her touch once more.

Snapping from the moment, Angelina smiled and sat down, eating breakfast and speaking with the blonde about trivial topics.

They left the hotel quietly through the back as they had the day prior, Elle smiling as she pulled the woman along. Something about going home and back to her own bed makes the young star so happy. Angelina was happy too, she missed her children badly, although her mind did often seem occupied with Elle. The ride to the airport was a quick one, with the blonde singing along with her favorite songs and Angelina trying not to laugh at the cuteness overload. Once at the large airport both woman put on their darkest shades and remained close to one another, taking the bags along with them although the hotel staff offered to carry it for them. The last thing they wanted was to stand out and catch the attention of paparazzi, that somehow knew they stayed in Paris longer than the press conference.

Sitting in the airport seating area Elle remained close to Angelina, speaking with the woman about anything and everything. She did the talking to pass time but found herself easily opening to the older woman as she had throughout their entire trip. After a few short games and funny moments their flight was called.

Taking some of Angelina's bags, despite the woman's protest, both stars bad their way through the gate. As Elle continued to the coach area the tall brunette held her wrist to stop her movement. The blonde questioned her without any-words but the tall figure did not reply she simply directed the young girl to the upper class suite.

"Name?" A tall red head asked, dressed in a skirt suit that showed she was a flight attendant. "Angelina Jolie." The brunette spoke coolly, her posture perfect as she towered over the fiver feet two woman.

"And you ma-am?" The woman then turned to Elle, who was actually distracted by the perfect image of Angelina. "Uh um... Fanning."

The attendant moved through a list of names and then checked both woman's tickets.

"I'm sorry but I can only let through this area." At the comment the brunettes eyes went stone cold and sent a chill of fright through the red head. Angelina didn't think she would be so annoyed by the comment but she was. "Why is that?"

"Well... you see a better offer came in for your seat..." She turned to Elle before looking back at the tall woman. "And we gave him the seat."

"What is the offer, I can top it right now." Elle wasn't sure how to react to the woman's strong nature but she knew she loved it, Angelina's strong tone had electricity running up and down her spine. "I'm sorry but the ticket has already been sold .""Why was I not notified about this?" The super-star asked, her voice solid and not changing at all. "I am very sorry Ma-am but..."

The last thing Elle wanted was to cause any trouble after having her co-star do so many incredible things for her. "It's okay, coach sounds lovely." The blonde intervened, cold emeralds looking at her and melting almost instantly. "But Elle..." Angelina whispered moving the young woman away from the red-head that stood nervously, a fake smile plastered on her face as she allowed others in.

"Angelina it's fine. I should thank you so much for the seat already, coach is not the end of the world." She allowed her hands to move onto the woman's shoulder in an assuring way. "You should go, I'll just head to my seat."

Before Angelina could protest the blonde was gone, rushing to the other section of the plane. The tall star released an air of annoyance before pinching the bridge of her nose in frustration, how could she relax knowing that Elle was somewhere in coach by herself? The thought did not sit well with her at all.

Making her way through the rows of passengers Elle saw an empty seat next to a mother, her young child in her arms. "Can I sit here?" Elle asked even though she knew all the other seats were full. Her politeness is a characteristic that has been apart of her since birth. "Yes, of-course." The woman smiled, her chapped lips revealing white teeth and eyes illuminating he depth of rich bronze eyes. "Thank you." She made her way into the seat after moving her bag to the holder above the seats.

"Hi, my names Emma." The mother stated, moving the bottle from her hand so she could shake Elle's. "I'm Elle."

The two spoke for a while as the rest of the passengers got seated. They both moved from simple topics such as her children and their travel destinations, to the long time it was taking for the flight to begin. Within moments that same red-head attendant walked in, a tall brunette wearing dark shades followed behind. "Angelina." Elle whispered as the woman walked over to her seat.

"Excuse me ma-am would you mind switching seats with me." The brunette asked, attempting not to giggle at the blonde that seemed stuck in a surprised expression. "My seats not so comfortable in upper class but I think you might like it."

"Upper class?" The woman looked at Angelina and then the attendant who smiled reassuringly. "Are you sure miss?" She kindly asked although she hoped Angelina would not take back her offer. "Yes, I am sure, if you're okay with that of-course."

"Yes, yes I am." The mother stood from the seat holding her child closely as she attempted to get her bags. Angelina helped take out the mothers two large bags and gave them to the attendants. Once all of that was taken care of, and the mother repeatedly thanked Angelina, gaining the attention of all the other people in coach. The brunette sat down next to her co-star.

"Elle, Ellleeee are you okay?" She joked pinching the blondes soft cheeks. "Wh...why are you here?"

"Because I wasn't going to let you sit in coach by yourself. I just wanted to be...near you." The blonde took in the last statement slowly, turning to look at her hands as her heart raced.

"Thanks...but you didn't have too." She looked back at the gorgeous smiling woman.

"I wanted to be with you Elle."