Home at last (Lana's cottage, Monday afternoon)

[sensitivejim]

Jim? Was just about ready to kill someone. How many incompetent and barely competent airline employees had met his ire in the last eighteen hours, he had lost count around that blonde he had actually made cry. And then there was the lot attendant who had misplaced his truck

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[dark_innocence]

Lana had jumped at the screeching of truck tires, wondering what the hell was going on. Then she heard Jim's voice and she was more than happy to run for the door and throw it open. "Jim!"

[sensitivejim]

His face practically split with the size of his grin, not slowing even a bit. He scooped her up in a bonecrushing hug, lifting her right off the ground.

[dark_innocence]

She squeaked a little, quite happily, and wrapped her arms around him. "You're home!"

[sensitivejim]

"Mmhmm," he mumbled into her hair, breathing her in.