Early Saturday Morning -- Airport

[sleepswthdemons]

Planes were really not Phoebe's favorite mode of transportation. However, she had been lucky. Her flight was mostly empty and therefore she had been permitted to keep to herself

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[givemethehunt]

Dean was the designated driver, so there he was, hangover or no hangover, broken hand or no broken hand. He leaned against a pillar, squinted his eyes in the florescent lighting, and watched the people passing by, waiting for an indication as to which of them was Phoebe.

He hated airports, almost as much as he hated airplanes. Man just wasn't meant to travel this way.

[ooc: commenting take 2, thanks a lot, computer. . . . *grumbles*]

[sleepswthdemons]

When Phoebe came through the gate, she moved off to the side, looking around. She was pretty sure Marie had said they'd meet her here.

[reformed_rogue]

Marie sighed in relief when she spotted Phoebe.

"Phoebe," she called quietly, not wanting to attract too much attention.

[sleepswthdemons]

When Phoebe heard her name, she gave a small smile and made her way quickly over to Marie.

"Hey," she said softly. She went to hug her friend, but faltered slightly.