Elizabeth is so glad that she can actually move around in this plane, because she would not be able to sit in a seat for seven hours. It is impossible. Her attention wouldn't last. She would get antsy and start bouncing up and down and being the most annoying passenger ever. There's only so many clouds a girl can look at before she stops being able to see anything but clouds in them.
Finding shapes in clouds is totally a legitimate game and a good way to spend one's time, okay? Elizabeth is really, really happy to be on the plane with him to Italy. It's another country, and it's far away, and he told her a long time ago that he would take her here. It's nice. It's nice when they get to do the things they hope to do. Life never really gives anyone any guarantees.
She has probably just spent some time running back and forth between the rooms before she finally returns to her seat, sitting beside him and glancing up at him with a smile. "Geeze, that's like asking what's the first thing you want to do at Disneyworld or something. So many awesome things to do," Elizabeth says. "I want to see the sunflowers. That's not really an activity, but you told me about them and I've wanted to see them ever since so. That's number 1 even if it's ya know... five minutes of me skipping in them and you... doing... what you do in sunflowers."
He does think it's very important to keep his promises to her, and at the time he made that one--at the time he said he wanted her to see where he came from--he fully intended on keeping it, despite the fact he wasn't sure of the when. There never seemed like the perfect time until recently, and he doesn't know if it's twisted that Niko's death helped with that. But he reached closure there, despite the fact guilt came with it, and he knew it was the right time.
"I have never been to Disneyworld. There's... not a whole lot I would like to do with sunflowers," Josef says, and he finds her hand and slips his fingers in between the space of hers. "But I will take you to them first thing once we're on land. I've had people work on the upkeep of the villa, and I've always left strict instructions they were to pay more attention to the grounds than the actual house."
Not that he cares about the gardening or whatever, but he knows she'd like to see it.
Elizabeth never doubted that he would keep that promise if they had the time. If they were allowed that time from life. He has kept all the promises that he ever made to her. The thought of actually getting to see those places, it's had her buzzing around for days and packing and repacking and having no idea what she would need or wouldn't need.
"I really cannot imagine you in Disney World, Josef. Sad to say. I think you'd hate it, and I don't like picturing you places that you'd hate." And then Elizabeth laughs, squeezing his hand and sliding closer to him.
She feels lighter and more free than she has in a long time. It's always that way when she gets some space from the city. There's nothing weighing on her. "It's okay. You can stand in the sunflowers and not do a whole lot while I like run through them. I wouldn't take very long, and then after that... we can see all the stuff in Italy, right? The food that's there and the museums and the fancy things, and you could take me to places that you remembered if you wanted. I'd like that to, and we could go dancing too. I like dancing with you, and I bet it'd be even more special in another country especially one that has the extra meaning for you."
A lot about her has changed, but the rambles never really stop. Ever. Ahem.
Josef outright laughs at her blunt admission in regards to him and Disney World.
"I really cannot imagine myself in it, either," he says, and he smirks because it's amusing now since he doesn't have to actually be in Disney World. If he did, there would be a lot of snapped necks when it comes to mouses and children. Ahem. He leans over and gives her a quick kiss on the cheek once she's come closer. He can distract her. For all seven of those hours if he's feeling particularly ambitious. "But then, you might really like it, too. That might be the biggest reason you'd ever give as to why Josef Soltini loves you. 'He went to Disney World for me.'"
He would not enjoy it, not for a second, but he'd be there if she... really, really wanted them to go. So it's a relief she understands he'd be entirely out of place in the most magical place in the world.
Josef listens to her with nothing but deep fondness. He would never want the rambling to go away. He would never not want her to be exactly as she is. "We can see all the stuff in Italy," he promises, bringing her hand up to his lips and giving it a kiss. "We can take a ride on a gondola. You'll love that. A lot of the city can be seen through the water. There's a restaurant right close to the water. We can dance there."
The sound of his laughter makes her smile. From the day they met, she made him laugh several times and she loves the sound of it.
"Then it's probably for the best that you're not gonna be there. That would be a lot of tiny children I'd have to save you from," Elizabeth says with a small, teasing smile that she tries to hold back but can't. She laughs. "Would you really go to Disney World with me, just because I'd really like it there?" It never fails to warm her heart when he says he loves her in whatever way he says it. "...you're right, that is the biggest reason. Ever."
She is seriously touched, but she would never actually want to go with him to Disney World, because she knows how much he would hate it. It works both ways.
He has always listened to her rambles as well from day one. It means a lot since most people do the smile and nod thing, not that she blames them. "Good. I want to see all the stuff," Elizabeth says, smiling warmer, older then when he kisses her hand. It's not always bad being older. "That really sounds beautiful. I don't think I ever thought I'd leave Chicago, but it's nice to get away and to somewhere so... wonderful."
If the narration recalls correctly, it is something Josef himself made as observation--she not only made him laugh several times that very first day, but it was something he never really did, period. Ever since she came into his life, she brought laughter with it. He understood what a life full of laughter could mean, and he grew to want that, if it meant laughter with her.
"You mean the way you saved me from a bunch of tiny children that day at the bus stop?" Josef asks with a smirk that's too fond to really be hobag-y. He does not forget any moment that he's had with her, and as infuriating as it was back then, he can smile about it now. "I would really, really go to Disney World with you if it's what you wanted. And I'm very happy you underestand the magnitude of this declaration. Just don't tell anyone."
He is The Man, he has a rep to protect, etcetera.
"Traveling's mostly all I did for a couple of years. Lately I couldn't see myself leaving it, either. Especially with this case." He shakes his head, not wanting to bring that into their vacation, but it's hard when it's on his mind a lot. He turns back to her, smiles at her in return. It's also older.
Josef has been growing up, too. "It's something I've wanted to share with you. When you were sitting in the snow and you said you felt peace? That's kind of what that place does for me."
It is something that he made an observation about that day and then later on in other threads as well. It is something that always makes this narration smile when she reads their first one together, and it's something that Elizabeth felt very good about when she realized he didn't laugh so much with other people.
"Yes, exactly like that, and there are an army of tiny children at Disney World. You step on one wherever you walk. Well, I hope you don't step on them, but they're like-- that's how many there are," she says, and the sight of his smirk has her so happy. Elizabeth laughs this time and she crosses her heart with her finger. "I will not tell a soul, and I don't want to go to Disney World so you don't have to worry about showing the depths of your love by taking me there."
She would like to go in general, but not with him if he wouldn't be happy there. His happiness is more important.
"Did you like traveling when you did that so much? There's like freedom of living on the open road and out of your suitcase, which is kinda cool," Elizabeth says with a tiny smile that shifts when she wrinkles her nose about that case. "Yeah, I know. Has the case been getting any... like better?"
She takes in a deep breath. They have both been growing up in good ways, and she likes that they can grow together. "...that's awesome. I want to see a place that can do that for you." Elizabeth finds peace in the snow and the grass and the... everything, but she knows it's harder for him and it's good to know there's a place where he's felt that feeling.
Josef makes a face at the thought of there being so many children in one place. The thought is genuinely horrifying. He would possibly go mad at Disney World far quicker than he would in Chicago, and something about that is horribly amusing to the narration. She is a terrible person sometimes. "I know you wouldn't want me to step on them," Josef assures, and there's a strange note in his voice when he makes the next observation. "I know you love children and I know you'd tell me if you did want to go."
He does trust in that, and that's evident as she's the only person he wholly trusts, but sometimes he does wonder if there are things she doesn't get to do because he doesn't enjoy them, even if it's something as seemingly harmless as Disney World. The thought comes ever so often, if only because he is used to looking out for her best interests over his own, and the thought of her not experiencing something she'd want to because he hates it would make him sad.
It's something that happens when you want to give someone the world, and in the same vein, her happiness is more important.
Oh, children.
"You know, at the time, I was always on-the-go, and never really traveled for pleasure, that I never stopped to wonder if I did like it. I really do. I love being in different places while also loving the stability of something constant." He scratches the surface of his jaw and looks over at her. He doesn't think to not tell her about the case, because he tells her about everything.
"It's slow going, but if I'm right about this next lead, we might get somewhere. There--there was a bishop, a chess piece, in the safety box Nikolas left. At first I thought it was just a 'fuck you' sent my way, but it might mean something. I told Sonny to look for anybody named Bishop that could've been linked to Nikolas. I'm doing the same thing. It might be nothing. But it might be something."
God, it has to be something. There's so much that's riding on this case.
His hand spears into her hair, as it has a habit of doing, and he plays with the strands and smiles at what she says. "And you will... in approximately five hours. Think you can survive?"
Elizabeth has to cover her mouth at the face that he makes, and she still can't cover the fact that she's grinning, laughing. It's amusing to her. It's terribly amusing to this narration as well. Ahem. The thought of Josef in Disneyworld at all is hilarious. "No, I wouldn't want anyone to step on them," she agrees, pulling a strand of her hair behind her ear and grinning still. "It's not a pretty sight like it'd be pancake-children. Nobody wants that. Except I guess cannibals. Woah, how does my head get there that easily?"
Cause your head is a special place, Elizabeth.
His trust in her means so much to her especially knowing him well enough to know how he hasn't given it wholly to anyone else. She would never do anything to betray that trust, and she would never want to go to Disney World knowing he wouldn't enjoy it. It's nothing she feels like she is missing out on, and she would prefer to have him and be with him.
Oh, children indeed. :x Cute.
"Yeah, I could definitely see you as the traveling type but well I mean you were. You're all worldly, but I could see you enjoying it," Elizabeth says with a small smile that falls again when they get into case-talk. She appreciates that he doesn't keep her out of that talk because she's ... her and doesn't really get all of it. Or to protect her or anything.
"It sounds like a good lead, not that I know anything about leads, but I believe it'll be something," Elizabeth says with a firm nod. "It has to be. But I won't ask any more about the case while we're on our trip cause I don't want you thinking on it any more than you probably already will."
She knows him. It's inevitable that something that weighs on your mind like that will come back at times even when you're far away and feeling free.
Elizabeth bites down on her lip and makes a soft Nnghah noise. "I don't know," she admits. "This is a long time to be cooped up in a plane. As awesome as planes are, I get all... I don't know. I have a hard time sitting still, and the clouds start looking like blurs of puffyness when I look out the window."
He will not begrudge her the fact she is laughing at the thought of him in a magical place with a lot of children, mostly because she is most beautiful to him when she is laughing and happy and whole. Josef can't recall the last time she'd been grinning this way, and it goes to show just how much they needed this vacation. It often doesn't escape his notice. Whether she's eating or sleeping or laughing as much as she used to.
Josef will '...' at her, because he... doesn't know how her head jumped from one thing to another. Their thought processes are often a mystery to each other, but he'll admit that's half of what makes it all so interesting. There's never a boring moment with her. "You have a very lovely head, Elizabeth," he decides, placing another kiss on her cheek.
So, so cute. :x
He gives another small laugh at being called worldly. He supposes he is, in a way. He's been to every continent. He's learned a couple of languages. What he doesn't know, he's at least read up on. "I was, until I settled down in Chicago, and even before that, I'd stopped traveling as much. Though there was always that antsy-ness at wanting to see new things and go to new places," he says, and it's something else to think of himself that far back. Or it feels that far back.
Josef was an entirely different person, and having made a home and a family with her, he never felt that need, that itch to keep going from place ot place.
"Thank you. I hope it's something, too."
It's on his mind entirely too often, as to be expected, but it's honestly not that difficult to push it aside the farther away they get from Chicago, and with her right beside him. He brought some of his work with him to do in between breaks or late at night, but he doesn't plan on devoting much time to it. The trip is for her, to be with her, and that's that.
A charming, completely less-than-innocent smirk spreads across his face. Josef gets to his feet and pulls her up with him by the hand, motioning to the space behind them. "I have a room in this plane, you know. I'm sure I can think of a few things we can do that will keep us both occupied for the time being."
It is easy to laugh around him though she rarely laughs at him. There is something too about being miles and miles and miles away from Chicago in the air that makes it easier. Laughing is easier, and it's been so long since she's seen him be this light too. It's understandable with everything that's happened and the case that's weighing heavily on him.
But it's a relief to find this again with him so easily. That makes laughing easier too. Elizabeth grins when he kisses her cheek and then she turns that lovely head of hers and kisses him on the lips, smiling against his skin. "Thank you very much," she says, as her hands rest against his face. "I think yours is lovely too."
In her opinion, he is worldly, knowledgeable, but he's seemed that way to her since she first met him and he was sitting on the other side of a chess table. At the time, she couldn't even remember what the game was called. How different, they are. It's a miracle that they work but they do. "I think I always imagined going to other places cause I've always had a wild imagination, but that was... pretending time. I never really thought I'd get the chance to go anywhere, and I don't know it never like came up in my mind at all until you mentioned going here and then we went places. It's nice. I like traveling too."
Elizabeth wouldn't want to live a life where she's constantly moving, but she likes getting to visit other places, see the world, meet new people. It's amazing and freeing and needed.
The look of the smirk on his face has her blushing just a little, and she lets him pull her up to her feet too. Elizabeth leans against the front of them and then peeks her head over his shoulder (she has to stand on her tip toes) to see what he's motioning to. "...Josef! Can you really do that when you're flying in the air?" She does not look scandalized, just... surprised. "I thought there'd be like some safety issues and what if you hit turbulence? Do you just keep going? Cause like at some point you'd... have... to... right."
Josef helps with tucking another strand of hair over her ear, leaning further into her when she kisses him on the lips. It's second nature now to linger there, to feel the cool of her lips meet the warmth of his while the warmth itself spreads all over. "Thank you, too," he says, leaning into her hand. Life after Nikolas is not entirely peaceful, not with the case looming over their heads, but in moments like these, it's as close as one ever gets. There's no one to track down, there's no one to wait for, there's no knife in the back to avoid. There's only them, leaving for a country he only has good memories of. What a strange thing that is, that a place can hold so much meaning.
"I'm glad you like it, too. I'm glad we've done more of it. I think it... helps," he says carefully, without actually saying the words. It's no secret they've both experienced that brush with madness, and lately there are good days and there are bad days.
Leaving Chicago seems like it really does help.
And then he laughs. He laughs hard. "Of course you keep going. Unless it's not desirable for you to do so, but I promise it will be," he says, and while she speaks he keeps maneuvering them toward the room's door, both of his hands on either side of her waist.
"At some point we'd have to...?"
Josef will wait for her to answer, and then he smiles at her blush, leaning over to catch her mouth with his. It's a slow, slow kiss, like the unfurling of one's palm to feel the night's cool air on their skin.
Elizabeth leans up to meet his lips in turn and deepen the kiss from her angle. She loves how warm he is against her. Nothing else feels like this. Nothing else should feel like this. "You're very welcome," she says, hand sliding down the side of it and resting against his shoulder. There is so much freedom away from responsibility. This isn't her city so it's easier to not meet the gazes of people they meet along the way. It's easier to shove that responsibility away without feeling guilt about it.
He is careful with how he says it, but she knows what he means. Elizabeth presses her lips together and nods, smile still tugging warmly at her lips despite the subject. "It does help. It helps more than I thought it would," she says. "It's like escaping all the rest for awhile so there's only us."
The angel and demon are both still there within them, but they are further away when Chicago and all that comes with it isn't looming over them. When there are new fresh sights and sounds to distract and enjoy.
Elizabeth bites down on her lip though she laughs too when he does even though she doesn't quite understand what's so funny. "Okay. If you promise, I know that it will be and it's not like I ever thought... that with you would be anything but enjoyable," she says, while she carefully follows him. It's easier when he is leading her as she is certain she would trip otherwise.
She's clumsy as it is, and the heat that is sliding through her and the want kind of makes her more susceptible to being clumsy.
"...At some point, isn't there... like the point of no return?" There's the blush on her face, but she looks more... tentatively uncertain than embarrassed. "Cause it totally feels like it and if you can return from that point, I never, ever want to have that experience."
Elizabeth leans into the kiss, hand against his face again as she follows him in to the room so they can make love in the air, and it's a beautiful and wonderful vacation, and they haven't even landed yet.
"There is only us," Josef reminds her with a smirk, though he knows full well what she means. He's a little breathless once they've pulled away from each other, but there's still that persistent desire to keep kissing her. It's hard to stop once he's started to, and he never wants to. He rests his forehead against hers, fingers tracing the length of her neck slowly. "It's only Josef and Elizabeth here, no one else and nothing else."
The demon is far, far away right now, a dimly-lit voice in the back of his mind and Josef can't hear it. It's rest like he's never known it, rest like he's never appreciated it until he realized how important it was to have it with her. How important it was to just be Josef with her, because it's what he's wanted to be.
As much as they embrace their Callings. As much as they don't deny them when they come. His favorite moments are when it's just them as people, them as a couple, them together, doing whatever it is they're doing. From the more mundane things to things more along his worldly lifestyle--traveling to another continent in a private jet where it's the two of them and the cockpit.
... Cockpit is such a weird word, whateven.
"I know what you meant," he says, and he's still grinning because this is very, very amusing to him. Their hands are linked and he keeps leading them toward the room throughout the narrow hallway. The room itself is beautiful, and similar to the ones in their apartment--hey, there's no reason to travel anything but first class, okay.
Josef's shoulders shake and he rests his face against her neck. "There is a point of no return and you'll be too distracted to notice anything else going on. You have my word," he says, and he deepens the kiss the moment she allows it, hands drifting down her neck and toward her waist, careening her inside the room.
He shuts the door with his foot and wastes no time exploring every inch of her body.
Finding shapes in clouds is totally a legitimate game and a good way to spend one's time, okay? Elizabeth is really, really happy to be on the plane with him to Italy. It's another country, and it's far away, and he told her a long time ago that he would take her here. It's nice. It's nice when they get to do the things they hope to do. Life never really gives anyone any guarantees.
She has probably just spent some time running back and forth between the rooms before she finally returns to her seat, sitting beside him and glancing up at him with a smile. "Geeze, that's like asking what's the first thing you want to do at Disneyworld or something. So many awesome things to do," Elizabeth says. "I want to see the sunflowers. That's not really an activity, but you told me about them and I've wanted to see them ever since so. That's number 1 even if it's ya know... five minutes of me skipping in them and you... doing... what you do in sunflowers."
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"I have never been to Disneyworld. There's... not a whole lot I would like to do with sunflowers," Josef says, and he finds her hand and slips his fingers in between the space of hers. "But I will take you to them first thing once we're on land. I've had people work on the upkeep of the villa, and I've always left strict instructions they were to pay more attention to the grounds than the actual house."
Not that he cares about the gardening or whatever, but he knows she'd like to see it.
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"I really cannot imagine you in Disney World, Josef. Sad to say. I think you'd hate it, and I don't like picturing you places that you'd hate." And then Elizabeth laughs, squeezing his hand and sliding closer to him.
She feels lighter and more free than she has in a long time. It's always that way when she gets some space from the city. There's nothing weighing on her. "It's okay. You can stand in the sunflowers and not do a whole lot while I like run through them. I wouldn't take very long, and then after that... we can see all the stuff in Italy, right? The food that's there and the museums and the fancy things, and you could take me to places that you remembered if you wanted. I'd like that to, and we could go dancing too. I like dancing with you, and I bet it'd be even more special in another country especially one that has the extra meaning for you."
A lot about her has changed, but the rambles never really stop. Ever. Ahem.
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"I really cannot imagine myself in it, either," he says, and he smirks because it's amusing now since he doesn't have to actually be in Disney World. If he did, there would be a lot of snapped necks when it comes to mouses and children. Ahem. He leans over and gives her a quick kiss on the cheek once she's come closer. He can distract her. For all seven of those hours if he's feeling particularly ambitious. "But then, you might really like it, too. That might be the biggest reason you'd ever give as to why Josef Soltini loves you. 'He went to Disney World for me.'"
He would not enjoy it, not for a second, but he'd be there if she... really, really wanted them to go. So it's a relief she understands he'd be entirely out of place in the most magical place in the world.
Josef listens to her with nothing but deep fondness. He would never want the rambling to go away. He would never not want her to be exactly as she is. "We can see all the stuff in Italy," he promises, bringing her hand up to his lips and giving it a kiss. "We can take a ride on a gondola. You'll love that. A lot of the city can be seen through the water. There's a restaurant right close to the water. We can dance there."
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"Then it's probably for the best that you're not gonna be there. That would be a lot of tiny children I'd have to save you from," Elizabeth says with a small, teasing smile that she tries to hold back but can't. She laughs. "Would you really go to Disney World with me, just because I'd really like it there?" It never fails to warm her heart when he says he loves her in whatever way he says it. "...you're right, that is the biggest reason. Ever."
She is seriously touched, but she would never actually want to go with him to Disney World, because she knows how much he would hate it. It works both ways.
He has always listened to her rambles as well from day one. It means a lot since most people do the smile and nod thing, not that she blames them. "Good. I want to see all the stuff," Elizabeth says, smiling warmer, older then when he kisses her hand. It's not always bad being older. "That really sounds beautiful. I don't think I ever thought I'd leave Chicago, but it's nice to get away and to somewhere so... wonderful."
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"You mean the way you saved me from a bunch of tiny children that day at the bus stop?" Josef asks with a smirk that's too fond to really be hobag-y. He does not forget any moment that he's had with her, and as infuriating as it was back then, he can smile about it now. "I would really, really go to Disney World with you if it's what you wanted. And I'm very happy you underestand the magnitude of this declaration. Just don't tell anyone."
He is The Man, he has a rep to protect, etcetera.
"Traveling's mostly all I did for a couple of years. Lately I couldn't see myself leaving it, either. Especially with this case." He shakes his head, not wanting to bring that into their vacation, but it's hard when it's on his mind a lot. He turns back to her, smiles at her in return. It's also older.
Josef has been growing up, too. "It's something I've wanted to share with you. When you were sitting in the snow and you said you felt peace? That's kind of what that place does for me."
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"Yes, exactly like that, and there are an army of tiny children at Disney World. You step on one wherever you walk. Well, I hope you don't step on them, but they're like-- that's how many there are," she says, and the sight of his smirk has her so happy. Elizabeth laughs this time and she crosses her heart with her finger. "I will not tell a soul, and I don't want to go to Disney World so you don't have to worry about showing the depths of your love by taking me there."
She would like to go in general, but not with him if he wouldn't be happy there. His happiness is more important.
"Did you like traveling when you did that so much? There's like freedom of living on the open road and out of your suitcase, which is kinda cool," Elizabeth says with a tiny smile that shifts when she wrinkles her nose about that case. "Yeah, I know. Has the case been getting any... like better?"
She takes in a deep breath. They have both been growing up in good ways, and she likes that they can grow together. "...that's awesome. I want to see a place that can do that for you." Elizabeth finds peace in the snow and the grass and the... everything, but she knows it's harder for him and it's good to know there's a place where he's felt that feeling.
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He does trust in that, and that's evident as she's the only person he wholly trusts, but sometimes he does wonder if there are things she doesn't get to do because he doesn't enjoy them, even if it's something as seemingly harmless as Disney World. The thought comes ever so often, if only because he is used to looking out for her best interests over his own, and the thought of her not experiencing something she'd want to because he hates it would make him sad.
It's something that happens when you want to give someone the world, and in the same vein, her happiness is more important.
Oh, children.
"You know, at the time, I was always on-the-go, and never really traveled for pleasure, that I never stopped to wonder if I did like it. I really do. I love being in different places while also loving the stability of something constant." He scratches the surface of his jaw and looks over at her. He doesn't think to not tell her about the case, because he tells her about everything.
"It's slow going, but if I'm right about this next lead, we might get somewhere. There--there was a bishop, a chess piece, in the safety box Nikolas left. At first I thought it was just a 'fuck you' sent my way, but it might mean something. I told Sonny to look for anybody named Bishop that could've been linked to Nikolas. I'm doing the same thing. It might be nothing. But it might be something."
God, it has to be something. There's so much that's riding on this case.
His hand spears into her hair, as it has a habit of doing, and he plays with the strands and smiles at what she says. "And you will... in approximately five hours. Think you can survive?"
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Cause your head is a special place, Elizabeth.
His trust in her means so much to her especially knowing him well enough to know how he hasn't given it wholly to anyone else. She would never do anything to betray that trust, and she would never want to go to Disney World knowing he wouldn't enjoy it. It's nothing she feels like she is missing out on, and she would prefer to have him and be with him.
Oh, children indeed. :x Cute.
"Yeah, I could definitely see you as the traveling type but well I mean you were. You're all worldly, but I could see you enjoying it," Elizabeth says with a small smile that falls again when they get into case-talk. She appreciates that he doesn't keep her out of that talk because she's ... her and doesn't really get all of it. Or to protect her or anything.
"It sounds like a good lead, not that I know anything about leads, but I believe it'll be something," Elizabeth says with a firm nod. "It has to be. But I won't ask any more about the case while we're on our trip cause I don't want you thinking on it any more than you probably already will."
She knows him. It's inevitable that something that weighs on your mind like that will come back at times even when you're far away and feeling free.
Elizabeth bites down on her lip and makes a soft Nnghah noise. "I don't know," she admits. "This is a long time to be cooped up in a plane. As awesome as planes are, I get all... I don't know. I have a hard time sitting still, and the clouds start looking like blurs of puffyness when I look out the window."
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Josef will '...' at her, because he... doesn't know how her head jumped from one thing to another. Their thought processes are often a mystery to each other, but he'll admit that's half of what makes it all so interesting. There's never a boring moment with her. "You have a very lovely head, Elizabeth," he decides, placing another kiss on her cheek.
So, so cute. :x
He gives another small laugh at being called worldly. He supposes he is, in a way. He's been to every continent. He's learned a couple of languages. What he doesn't know, he's at least read up on. "I was, until I settled down in Chicago, and even before that, I'd stopped traveling as much. Though there was always that antsy-ness at wanting to see new things and go to new places," he says, and it's something else to think of himself that far back. Or it feels that far back.
Josef was an entirely different person, and having made a home and a family with her, he never felt that need, that itch to keep going from place ot place.
"Thank you. I hope it's something, too."
It's on his mind entirely too often, as to be expected, but it's honestly not that difficult to push it aside the farther away they get from Chicago, and with her right beside him. He brought some of his work with him to do in between breaks or late at night, but he doesn't plan on devoting much time to it. The trip is for her, to be with her, and that's that.
A charming, completely less-than-innocent smirk spreads across his face. Josef gets to his feet and pulls her up with him by the hand, motioning to the space behind them. "I have a room in this plane, you know. I'm sure I can think of a few things we can do that will keep us both occupied for the time being."
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But it's a relief to find this again with him so easily. That makes laughing easier too. Elizabeth grins when he kisses her cheek and then she turns that lovely head of hers and kisses him on the lips, smiling against his skin. "Thank you very much," she says, as her hands rest against his face. "I think yours is lovely too."
In her opinion, he is worldly, knowledgeable, but he's seemed that way to her since she first met him and he was sitting on the other side of a chess table. At the time, she couldn't even remember what the game was called. How different, they are. It's a miracle that they work but they do. "I think I always imagined going to other places cause I've always had a wild imagination, but that was... pretending time. I never really thought I'd get the chance to go anywhere, and I don't know it never like came up in my mind at all until you mentioned going here and then we went places. It's nice. I like traveling too."
Elizabeth wouldn't want to live a life where she's constantly moving, but she likes getting to visit other places, see the world, meet new people. It's amazing and freeing and needed.
The look of the smirk on his face has her blushing just a little, and she lets him pull her up to her feet too. Elizabeth leans against the front of them and then peeks her head over his shoulder (she has to stand on her tip toes) to see what he's motioning to. "...Josef! Can you really do that when you're flying in the air?" She does not look scandalized, just... surprised. "I thought there'd be like some safety issues and what if you hit turbulence? Do you just keep going? Cause like at some point you'd... have... to... right."
Ahem. The blush deepens.
"...it'd be an experience."
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"I'm glad you like it, too. I'm glad we've done more of it. I think it... helps," he says carefully, without actually saying the words. It's no secret they've both experienced that brush with madness, and lately there are good days and there are bad days.
Leaving Chicago seems like it really does help.
And then he laughs. He laughs hard. "Of course you keep going. Unless it's not desirable for you to do so, but I promise it will be," he says, and while she speaks he keeps maneuvering them toward the room's door, both of his hands on either side of her waist.
"At some point we'd have to...?"
Josef will wait for her to answer, and then he smiles at her blush, leaning over to catch her mouth with his. It's a slow, slow kiss, like the unfurling of one's palm to feel the night's cool air on their skin.
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He is careful with how he says it, but she knows what he means. Elizabeth presses her lips together and nods, smile still tugging warmly at her lips despite the subject. "It does help. It helps more than I thought it would," she says. "It's like escaping all the rest for awhile so there's only us."
The angel and demon are both still there within them, but they are further away when Chicago and all that comes with it isn't looming over them. When there are new fresh sights and sounds to distract and enjoy.
Elizabeth bites down on her lip though she laughs too when he does even though she doesn't quite understand what's so funny. "Okay. If you promise, I know that it will be and it's not like I ever thought... that with you would be anything but enjoyable," she says, while she carefully follows him. It's easier when he is leading her as she is certain she would trip otherwise.
She's clumsy as it is, and the heat that is sliding through her and the want kind of makes her more susceptible to being clumsy.
"...At some point, isn't there... like the point of no return?" There's the blush on her face, but she looks more... tentatively uncertain than embarrassed. "Cause it totally feels like it and if you can return from that point, I never, ever want to have that experience."
Elizabeth leans into the kiss, hand against his face again as she follows him in to the room so they can make love in the air, and it's a beautiful and wonderful vacation, and they haven't even landed yet.
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The demon is far, far away right now, a dimly-lit voice in the back of his mind and Josef can't hear it. It's rest like he's never known it, rest like he's never appreciated it until he realized how important it was to have it with her. How important it was to just be Josef with her, because it's what he's wanted to be.
As much as they embrace their Callings. As much as they don't deny them when they come. His favorite moments are when it's just them as people, them as a couple, them together, doing whatever it is they're doing. From the more mundane things to things more along his worldly lifestyle--traveling to another continent in a private jet where it's the two of them and the cockpit.
... Cockpit is such a weird word, whateven.
"I know what you meant," he says, and he's still grinning because this is very, very amusing to him. Their hands are linked and he keeps leading them toward the room throughout the narrow hallway. The room itself is beautiful, and similar to the ones in their apartment--hey, there's no reason to travel anything but first class, okay.
Josef's shoulders shake and he rests his face against her neck. "There is a point of no return and you'll be too distracted to notice anything else going on. You have my word," he says, and he deepens the kiss the moment she allows it, hands drifting down her neck and toward her waist, careening her inside the room.
He shuts the door with his foot and wastes no time exploring every inch of her body.
... And there was sex. Obviously.
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