Coming Home

Two weeks had passed rather quickly for Don, even as he waited for Terry's eminent return. The cases that had passed over his desk had been quick ones and he was just stuck doing paperwork. He was startled out of his work when a pair of arms wrapped around him from behind.

"I know you wanted to pick me up from the airport, but I couldn't help surprising you," she said. He was standing before she'd finished her sentence and wrapped her in a tight embrace just as she finished. She laughed into his throat.

"You didn't miss me, did you?" Terry joked. He grinned when he pulled away.

"Only all the time," he answered softly.

"Don…" David started, coming up from behind the standing agent. Don pulled away and faced the other agent. Terry took a moment to look around the floor again and smiled at the way her heart settled as she looked at the bustling agents. She hadn't felt that way in a long time. She was startled back to Don when he took her hand lightly.

"I have to run out to a scene. You have your stuff?" She smiled.

"And the key you didn't take back last time. Haynsworth picked me up so I'll get him to take me by your apartment," she responded. Don smiled.

"Our apartment, if you're up for it." She grinned, giving her answer.

"Terry!" She turned. Charlie was there, eyes wide. David, as surprised to hear the name as Charlie was to see the woman, stepped around Don.

"I didn't know you were coming back. Another temporary assignment?" Charlie eyed his brother warily. Don had been much happier of the last two weeks than he'd ever seen and, looking between the agents, he had an inkling as to why.

"Not this time. I'm down a floor with my team," she answered and couldn't make the grin leave her face as she said the words. She was staying in LA.

"Congratulations!" David said, holding out a hand for her to shake. She then hugged Charlie.

"Well, I'm going to go get moved in. I don't start until Monday." All three men looked at the small calendar on Don's desk. It was Friday.

"You have the whole weekend?" Don asked, his mind running a mile a minute. She laughed.

"Yup. See you guys later." And she was gone.

"What was that all about?" Charlie asked, noticing the stupid grin on his brother's face.

"Politics, Charlie. Office politics."

Terry sighed as she stepped into Don's apartment and felt herself relax substantially. Caleb followed behind, bringing her suitcase.

"Where's the rest of your stuff?"

"Some of it's coming here, some of it's going to my parents. They're going to hold on to it for a while though I'm sure some of the pieces will end up with my siblings," Terry answered as she led the way to the bedroom. He dropped the suitcase on the bed.

"You're staying here?" Terry had forgotten she hadn't told Caleb about the moment at the airport.

"Yeah. I don't see the point in getting my own." Caleb grinned at her when the implication sunk in.

"Congratulations. I'll see you on Monday." He hugged her briefly and left.

Don came home much earlier than expected. Terry was in the kitchen, humming along to the radio when he walked in, draping his coat over a kitchen chair before wrapping his arms around her and nibbling on her ear. She jumped and set the knife she was using on the counter as her knees gave out.

"Hello to you too," she managed as she spun and fastened her lips to his.

"That's quite the hello," he responded when they broke apart. She giggled.

"Go get changed," she instructed before waving around at the kitchen. "Dinner's almost ready."

"You just got off a plane and you cooked dinner?" She grinned and winked at him.

"I have to earn my keep after all," she said with a coquettish grin. He pulled her against him again and trailed his mouth along her jaw as Terry tipped her head back with a contented purr.

"You sure it can't wait? I haven't welcomed you back properly," he mumbled against her neck. She laughed as she pulled his face up to hers.

"I'm sure. You can welcome me back later, I promise." He took a moment to just hold her.

"I love you. I don't know why I never told you," he said finally. She looked up at him.

"It wasn't right for us at the time, Don. We both had our careers to consider. Plus, why does it matter? We're here now, right?" He kissed her nose lightly.

"You are a smart woman," he said as he pulled away. Terry slouched against the counter as he walked off, a definite spring in his step.

The intricacies had been sorted out on the phone over the last two weeks, though she'd never told him when she was coming back or if she was working or not. All he'd cared about was having her beside him and quite frankly, if it wasn't for her rational brain, she wouldn't have left LA two weeks ago.

She was going to live with him. They'd already done it for three weeks so it was virtually pointless for her to get her own apartment. Work had been arranged as soon as she landed in Dulles and placed a call to both Merrick and Ginnever about the transfer. Her parents had been more than willing to store some of her furniture until she figured out if she needed the pieces or not. He hadn't emerged when she was finished preparing dinner so she moved to the living room window, looking out over the city – or at least what she could see of it. It was where he found her a few minutes later.

"You okay?" She smiled over her shoulder.

"Perfect," she answered as he wrapped her in his arms again. He smiled and kissed her hair.


And they stood their, dinner getting cold in the kitchen, looking out over the street below Terry found she was at home.

I have a sequel idea... let me know if you want it. It's a crossover for warning...