A/N: Well, here is it everyone! This is what you've been waiting for. This is the official ending to this story, but I will be writing a shorter continuation to this story with a higher rating cough cough lol. Hopefully you catch my drift lol. Well, I hope you like this chapter and I hope you've enjoyed my story. Thanks so much for reading and for all your feedback! I love you guys. Stay tuned for the epilogue! You'll have to check fics rated M to see it though. Thanks again. Happy Holidays everyone! Enjoy!


Silvia's life suddenly became a whirlwind of activity. Tobin had arranged for her to come back as soon as possible, so she only had a few days to get everything in order. Thankfully her manager had been very understanding and was very happy for her so she didn't get in too much trouble for not giving two weeks notice. She also thoroughly enjoyed the shocked looks on the faces of Zina and Abena when she told them the news. Her landlord was not quite as accommodating as Amara, but they had eventually come to agreement, and he had wished her all the best. Conveniently, a lot of her things had never been unpacked and were still stuffed in a suitcase in her closet. Taking full advantage of what little time she had left, she made one quick visit to her old house again to say a final farewell to her family and her past, and this time she walked away with a smile on her face and a light heart. The day before her departure was dedicated entirely to packing. She crammed all of her clothes into her biggest suitcase except for a pair of track pants, a t-shirt, and a winter coat for when she arrived in the US. When she was finally finished, she went for a walk through town to enjoy the warmth for one last time. The city was pleasantly peaceful, and she was delighted that she was finally able to enjoy Africa again before she left. She stopped in at the restaurant for a quick dinner and to say her goodbyes, and then she headed home. She felt so free, and much happier than she had been in a very long time. There was only one more thing she wanted to do before she left, and she arrived back at her apartment just in time. She darted inside and sat down in the chair by the window, looking out at her country as she watched the sun slowly drop behind the horizon. She loved the African sunset; there was no other quite like it. Relaxed and ready for her big day, she went off to bed, and was asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow.

Silvia was up bright and early and on her way to the airport. She had to check in three hours early and her flight left at 10:00am, so she had decided to get breakfast when she got there. She had a long flight and a very long day ahead of her, but she was so excited that she could barely sit still. The waiting was terrible. She ate as slowly as possible and bought a magazine to entertain her, but she was still dreadfully bored for what seemed like far more than three hours. At long last, they called her flight for boarding and she practically leapt out of her seat. She was pleased to find that Tobin had gotten her a window seat, and she eagerly looked out as the plan began its journey down the runway. She felt her heart race as they quickly picked up speed and rose into the air. The first part of the ride was rather enjoyable. She watched the first movie they showed, and shortly after they came around with lunch. The food was surprisingly good… or rather, perhaps it was just not as bad as she had expected. They had turned off the movies for a while, and Silvia soon found that the passing clouds and landscape below were lulling her to sleep. She rested her head against the window, and soon she had drifted off.

She must have been more tired than she thought, because she didn't wake up until she heard the clatter of the dinner carts wheeling down the aisles. Looking down at her watch, she saw to her delight that the flight was a little more than half over. She watched the next movie and had her evening snack with enthusiasm, but soon her body clock informed her that it was getting late, despite the bright sky outside her window. Before long, she had gone to sleep once again, and she didn't stir until her seatmate tapped her gently and told her that they were beginning their descent. Suddenly nervous, Silvia sat up and anxiously fiddled with her hair. She wished she had a mirror in her carry-on bag; she wanted to look nice when she saw Tobin. She tried to use her reflection in the window, but it was of little help. She yawned and checked her watch again. It was almost one in the morning in Matobo, but it was not quite 5:00pm in New York. She shifted a little in her seat, still from sitting for so long, and looked out her window, smiling at the snowy scene they were gradually sinking into. It certainly looked like Christmas here, and she was starting to feel its proximity more with every minute that passed. At last she felt the wheels make contact with the ground, and her smile widened with excitement. She couldn't wait to see Tobin, and walk through the snow, and see all the twinkling Christmas lights.

As soon as she stepped off the plane she was met by security personnel, who thoroughly examined her bags and checked her person with a series of detectors. When they were finally satisfied, she was taken to a part of their office where an official from the UN was waiting to go over the stipulations of her appeal and get her signature. She tried to be as friendly and cooperative as possible to hurry them along, but she was still detained for almost an hour. She hoped Tobin wasn't too worried about her; she knew he must be waiting for her since she was supposed to be in his custody (a condition she was particularly pleased with). She tried her best to control herself and not let her anticipation show: the last thing she wanted to do now was make them suspicious. Just when she thought she might explode if she had to wait any longer, an officer came in and told her he would take her to Tobin. Excitement written all over her face, she eagerly followed him towards the waiting area outside her gate.


Tobin fought the urge to start pacing. What was taking so long? A man had brought out Silvia's luggage, plastered with security tape and stickers, nearly forty minutes ago, and still there was no sign of her. He was starting to get worried that he had missed something in the planning. He would never forgive himself if he got her this far and then he messed it up. He looked down the hallway in the other direction, not sure where they might have taken her, and then he looked down at his watch anxiously. He glanced back up at the gate, and all of a sudden, there she was. She looked stunning. Her hair was longer, and her eyes were the most beautiful blue he had ever seen. Though she had tanned a little, her skin was still quite pale, making the brilliant color of her eyes even more noticeable. Her track pants were perfectly fitted to her slender body, and she looked adorable all bundled up in her winter coat. She was looking all around until she caught sight of him and met his gaze. A huge smile spread across her face, rivaled only by the one he had donned. She picked up the pace, careful not to get too far ahead of the security guard, and he rushed over to greet her. She threw her arms around his neck and he wrapped his arms around her waist, crushing her body against his. She buried her face in his shoulder as tears began to flow from her eyes. He held her tight to him, loving the feel of having her in his arms again, and taking in the sweet scent of her shampoo.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you" she mumbled profusely into his coat.

He kissed her head and stroked her hair while she cried.

"I love you" he whispered into her ear.

She sniffed and pulled back, looking at him through watery eyes.

"I love you too" she replied softly with a smile.

He cupped her face with his hands, using his thumbs to wipe away her tears before leaning in to gently capture her lips. The broke apart for a brief moment before their lips met once more. One of his hands migrated to her hip while the other tangled in her soft, blonde hair. She pushed her arms around his neck again, and they held each other close for a long and sensual kiss. At last they were forced to stop for air, much to the relief of the security guard who was still waiting nearby to escort them out of the airport.

"Welcome home" Tobin said, looking deep into her eyes.

Silvia just smiled, the master of words rendered speechless with emotion, and pulled him close for one more quick kiss. She might have taken the long way, but she had made it home to his arms.


The end! Let me know what you think, and keep an eye out for the continuation. It should be premiering soon. Thanks for reading!