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[poisonwine]

Though she had washed her face and put on make-up, it was obvious that Belle hadn't slept the previous night. If you couldn't tell from her puffy, strained, face, the large coffee mug in her hands spoke volumes.

Her eyes were trained on the door, waiting for someone she wasn't sure would come back.

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[1st_starfighter]

"Belladonna!" His cry rang across the room from the Door and hje was running, the Door, behind him, closing on aliens, in a grand room, all of whom were gaping at the strange visiuon. All save one. One lizard like face was laughing as it watched Alex run.

"Go, Alex, be happy!"

And Alex did, with Grig's words sending him off. He was headed right for Belle, with joy and love in his heart.

[poisonwine]

Belle blinked, her posture switching, before she bolted from the barstool, throwing her arms around Alex, holding him tightly.

Don't you ever do that again Belle berated him, as relief and joy flooded through her.

[1st_starfighter]

He lifted her, having gained another few inches across and up in the intervening year. He hugged her close to him.

I missed you and I love you and it has been a year and you would not believe what has happened and oh my god, I am never leaving you again, and wow and yesss! God, you look and smell gorgeous!!

He kissed her, hard, with the desperate longing of a man who has been parted from what he wanted for over a year.

[poisonwine]

She blinked, and stared. "A YEAR? Jesus Christ. What de hell?"

The uniform now registered in her mind, and she blinked, confused.