"Right on the limits where we know we both belong tonight"-Lady Gaga
It was cold out the weatherman was calling for more snow and freezing rain but Joss didn't care as she made her way down the boardwalk toward the last pier. As she made her way, the outline of a lone figure standing at the end looking out toward the city came into view. It had taken them awhile to get their bearings after the HR mess but they managed to make it work. As she made her way toward him her thoughts drifted to the time they first met, to him telling her she wasn't alone, to both of their near death experiences with the CIA and HR. She knew she should be feeling anxiety over what had happened and what has yet to come but all she felt was a calm, rooted in the truth that washed over her like a warm summer breeze.
As she came to stop next to him she stared out over the edge of the pier into the city's skyline that slowly melted into the unknown inky blackness of the water below them. It wasn't the time or the place for jokes and "I love you's", instead it was time for contemplative silence. She turned her body toward John and grabbed one of his hands and pried it from the rail. She looked out over the edge again and without hesitation, moved into his personal space and wrapped her arms around his waist and held on tight. After a few moments his arms gripped her shoulders and then slowly moved to cradle her to his chest as he buried his face in her hair.
He was finally realizing the truth that she did. That their journeys weren't over yet, they still had mountains to climb. Whether it was today, tomorrow, or in 40 years they'd eventually reach the top of the last mountain. But as they both stood their embracing each other in the silence of the night, an unspoken promise was made. That when they got to the last cliff they'd both fall over into the abyss together. Till then they'd both be standing right on the limits of the edge of glory waiting for the end.