Henrik adjusted his tie a little as he looked up at the flight board once more. He knew that Roxanna's plane wasn't due to arrive for another ten minutes, but he kept feeling like he was going to miss her if he didn't keep watch. The time passed so slowly, and he wondered if this is how his entire summer would pass, being separated from her. Finally, the board showed that her plane had arrived and would be debarking at gate B28. He was close by there, so he tried to slowly walk over, since he wanted to appear cool and collected when she stepped off the plane.

The gate agent gave him a small smile, as if she knew that he was waiting for someone very important. "Om du vill sitta, kommer planet att vara här på sex minuter." He nodded, surprised that he understood her so well after going so long without speaking Swedish.

"Tack," he replied as he took a seat in a chair, watching for the door to open. Finally, the first people started stepping off the plane, and his toe began to tap as he waited to see her. The first thing he noticed was her hair. She had gone back to completely blonde, and Henrik found himself missing the pink already. Jumping to his feet, he gave her a broad smile as he braced himself, knowing that she would very shortly launch herself into his arms.

"Henrik!" she called out excitedly, a large grin splitting her lips as she waved. Her approach was a lot softer than he had thought it would be, and it wasn't until she was in his space that he saw she was crying. "I know, I'm a numpty, but I've missed you so much in these last two weeks. But I'm here, and you're here, and I love you." She started to cry in earnest as he wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her close to his chest. "If this is going to be my whole summer, I don't know what I'll do with myself. I used to be a strong, independent, woman, I'll have you know!"

"I don't think that you've lost that, Roxanna. This is just something new, for both of us, and we'll find our footing once more, once this becomes a little more normal to us. Okay?"

Roxanna nodded a little before standing on tiptoe and kissing him possessively. "I tried to look somewhat more presentable than I usually do. Please, reassure me that I do not look completely ridiculous?"

She stepped away from him, and Henrik looked her up and down, taking in the charcoal grey pencil skirt and pale pink blouse she was wearing. "You look like a doctor, Roxanna, which is what we're going to be."

A soft blush stained her cheeks as she looked down at the ground. His gaze followed the movement, and he saw that she was wearing sensible black flats to complete her look. "I just want to make a good impression on everyone."

"Well, we don't have to worry about Maja and Fredrik until tomorrow, since I thought you might want to get settled into our hotel room and take a look around the town. Is that all right?"

"Perfectly fine," she quickly replied as she took hold of his hand. "We should probably collect our luggage first, though."

He nodded and then started to lead her through the airport towards baggage claim. "I hope you didn't bring too much," he said, hoping that she knew he was teasing her.

"I travel light, yes. Though I did bring something for Fredrik. I just, if I'm to have even a small part in helping you raise him, I want to get things off to the best start possible." Henrik squeezed her hand tightly, feeling strangely touched by the gesture of love. "And I may have gotten something for you and Maja. Basically, I just bought a lot of gifts for everyone."

He chuckled a little as he let go of her hand to wrap his arm around her waist, holding her close as they continued to walk. "That is very thoughtful of you. I brought something for Fredrik, too, but didn't think of getting anything for Maja."

She nodded as they finally reached baggage claim, and he let go of her to find the carrousel where his luggage was, since his plane had arrived forty minutes before hers. He saw his small case alone on the carrousel and grabbed hold of it before making his way back to Roxanna's side, allowing her to lean on him as they waited for her luggage to arrive.

"I want to take a nap in the hotel room before we head out? Would that be all right?"

"Yes, of course. Travel tends to make me tired, too," he replied as he ran his hand up and down her arm, their breathing syncing up as they waited. Finally, the belt started to move, and he felt her tense a little in anticipation. Surprisingly, hers was one of the first bags off, and she grabbed it before taking hold of his hand and allowing him to lead her outside. "You really didn't bring much," he remarked as he placed her bag in the boot of their taxi.

"I knew that I might pick up a few things here, and really, we're not going to be here that long, so I didn't need too much." She smiled up into his eyes as she slid into the back seat, and he returned the expression as he climbed in next to her, finding the quarters a bit cramped for his long legs. "And now, we're off."

He nodded as he gave the name of their hotel to the driver, speaking lowly with him, so as not to embarrass Roxanna over her inability to speak Swedish. The drive didn't take too long, and then they were checking in. "We're on the third floor, darling. I suppose that someone has to climb them."

She let out a small laugh as she nodded, hoisting her bag up a little as she lifted her eyebrows. "If we go quickly enough, I might not fall asleep on my feet before we reach it."

He nodded as he started up, his hand on the railing as they went. As he unlocked the door, he drew in a soft breath at the sight of just one bed. "I can see if there's another room available," he stammered out, only to feel her hand on his arm. "Roxanna?"

"I've missed you in the last two weeks, and I don't mind sharing. I'm not saying that anything more than sleep will happen between us, but I would love to be held by you as I fall asleep these next few nights. Because I know it is going to be a long eight weeks until we're back in Boston together." She kissed his cheek before drifting over to the bed, her hands on the zip of her skirt. As she ran it down her bum, Henrik closed the door and set their bags on the dresser. By the time he had turned around, Roxanna was laying the skirt on the end of the bed before crawling into the middle of the bed.

"I'll need a little room there, Roxanna," he murmured as he slipped out of his shoes and padded over to her side, taking a seat on the edge of the bed as he waited for her response. All she did was scoot over an inch before reaching behind her back and swatting at the bed. "Fine." She chuckled a little as he curved his body around hers, letting her head come to rest on his chest as she took a few deep breaths. "I've missed you, too."

"Then kiss me and let me fall asleep in your arms." He nodded and pressed his lips to the top of her head, his arm tightening around her waist as the first tendrils of sleep began to dig into his brain, lulling him into a deeply relaxed state with Roxanna in his arms.