Had to write more

(Still don't own anything)


'Us' by Regina Spektor

She loved him, she really did. He could freaking charm the pants off of anyone, and his quirks were added goodies. All of this though was just when Kirk was being Kirk.

She rolled over and stretched. He was gone, that was nothing new, but the flowers beside the bed were. "Good you're awake," he said. She looked to the doorway. He was holding the suitcases. "You go take a shower and I'll pack," he said stepping into the room.

"Sure you don't want to join me?" she raised an eyebrow.

"Nah love, we got to hustle or we'll miss the flight," he replied. She felt mildly dejected but got up and went to the bathroom regardless of it. Turning on the water until the room was steamy she took her clothes off and stepped in past the frosted glass doors.

A few moments later he came in, gathering the toiletries. Generally when they traveled they packed light, only taking what they couldn't buy on the go. He looked at her through the mirror he paused from gathering the toothbrushes. She looked wonderful, not any different from the day he had married her.

He was no fool he knew he couldn't find another like her. She had put up with him for nearly a decade. She had put up with his eleven children and eleven exes. She had waited on him, and walked the carpet with him, and watched him love other women onscreen. He was so absorbed in roles he knew that must have been an exceptionally hard cross to bare, as it seemed to real.

"You're staring," she said when she spotted him. "Did I mutate during the night?" she cocked her head to the side.

"No… you look lovely," he replied. Returning to his work. She opened the door peeking out at him.

"Sure you don't want to come in?" she grinned. He paused looking at her again.

"Okay," he said before stripping down faster than she could process. He was in the shower with her and his lips found her. She wrapped her arms around him.

Today, today, today. What can you say? Living in this moment. Put all of who we are on display.

Half an hour later she was putting on her makeup while he finished packing the bags. She fixed to travel mugs of coffee. The clock ticked down, she already knew they were going to miss the flight, but he was insisting that if they hurried they could make it. She loved that attitude.

He was wearing a button down with jeans, converse, and his fob glasses. She was wearing her red Satan's Ally t-shit, jeans and flip-flops. His hair was messy and hers was still drying causing the dirty blond locks to look wavy. They wore matching grins above all.

They grabbed the bags and the coffee and went to the garage getting in the car. She sat in the passenger side and he drove. The sky was blue and the wind was cool. It was perfect. She had woken up in paradise.

They hit the airport and parked in a lot. Waiting for the shuttle bus she fiddled with her keys, spinning them on her finger. She'd done it since she was a teenager. He stood looking down the isle, waiting on the bus. Both of them sipped They were so average in that second.

"Oh! Shit!" he exclaimed all at once. She jumped a little.

"What? What?" she exclaimed.

"It's Dottie's birthday," he said. Klio grinned. "It's not funny! I didn't send the little Sheila a card or anything," he said. "Oh god I'm a horrible father," he muttered putting his hands on his face. Klio laughed. He looked at her.

"I already did it. I knew you would forget," she said. "I sent her the Wii she wanted, you know, the one that was pink and a hundred dollars more expensive," she said with a fond smile. He grinned seeming to calm.

"Have I told you today how wonderful you are?" he asked drawing her in for a kiss. She kissed him back.

"I know," she said with a flirty smile when he let her go. The shuttle pulled up and she got on while he drug the bags in. She sat and he stood holding the handrail while tucking one hand in his pocket. She looked up at him and smiled again. She loved him.

They hit the airports doors and went inside checking the bags and grabbing the boarding passes without any wait. They had fifteen minutes. "Come on love," he said slinging his backpack over his shoulder. He had that cocky 'we're gonna make it' grin plastered on his face. She did the same and they jumped on the escalator, on the floor below they walked briskly towards security.

Their hopes that the line wouldn't be that long were dashed in an instant. It was a hundred people deep. They glanced at each other and she just rolled her eyes with a good-natured smile. They stepped into the line and waited as it crept forward.

Klio pulled out her phone, texting her mum. Kirk looked over her shoulder. "What are you telling her?" he asked resting his chin on her shoulder.

"I'm telling her that you charmed the pant off me," she replied.

"Oh quite literally," he chuckled. She gave him a smirk.

"You know you are not as charming as you think you are," she said with a wink.

"Excuse me," a fairy like voice came. They both turned to see a teenager standing with her hands clutched together in front of her. Her cheeks were turning red as she spoke. "You're Kirk Lazarus aren't you?" she asked.

"I am," he replied. Her face seemed to light up.

"Do you think I could get an autograph?" she asked.

"Oh I don't think, I know you can," he replied with a smile. She looked like she was the happiest person on earth and quickly took a pen and scrap of paper from her purse. He took them. "What's your name?" he asked.

"Mia," she supplied. "You are my favorite actor," she gushed.

"Oh well," he replied humbly. Klio smiled. "There you go," he said handing the paper and pen back. The girl looked at it eagerly. "You know if you have a camera you could have a photo to match that," he said. The girl honestly seemed to shiver with excitement.

"Just a second," she said before dashing away. Klio grinned even wider. Kirk was so good with his fans. Airports always took fifty times longer when he was with her and not in disguise. He rarely said no.

The girl came back after retrieving her mothers camera. She handed it to Klio who had become quite the photographer in her time with Kirk. He put his arm around Mia and gave a winning smile. The girl was grinning from ear to ear. Klio took several snaps and handed the camera back.

"Oh could you get one on my phone please?" the girl asked. "I've got to show all of my friends!"

"Of course," Kirk replied. Klio took the picture and handed the phone back to the girl.

"Thanks so much!" she said.

"A pleasure," he replied taking her hand and kissing it. Klio had seen some swooning fan grins, but that one left them all behind. The girl retreated back to her family and Kirk picked his bag up off the floor.

"One of your biggest fans?" Klio smirked.

"They always are," he rolled his eyes, not maliciously, but when you hear the words biggest fan as many times as he had they lose effect. "Still flattering though," he shrugged.

They got up to the check point, removing phones and belts and keys. She got through on the first try, while he had to go back and walk through the detector again. He tried three times before he found the change in the bottom of his pocket.

Klio had always marveled at his grace. He pulled on his converse with ease while she tripped slipping on flip-flops. But he was there to catch her, so it didn't really matter.

They had less than five minutes. Grabbing his bag and slinging it over his shoulder he took her hand. "Come on," he said as they started to run. She laughed being tugged along beside him. She had to stop and pick her flip-flops laughing as she ran beside him. People stopped and stared and got out of their way as they ran.

From average to mad in the space of a second. He didn't care that they were looking. She didn't either, as she dashed along side him, her hair streaming along behind her. She loved her life.

Transient, transient, transient. Hold tight to this fleeting second. Flying past us as we run by them. The world stands still and we can't be stopped. While eternity continues to beckon.

They were going to make it, until airport security stopped them. "Fuck," he snapped under his breath, panting from the run.

"Sir, madam, you need to come with us," the guard said.

"Look mate, we are going to miss out flight," Kirk explained.

"Yes you are," the guard said. Kirk rolled his eyes. "I need to see some identification," he added. Kirk whipped his wallet out and handed it over. "Oh my god. You're Kirk Lazarus," the man said immediately. Kirk gave a half hearted nod.

"Yes. I am. And I really need to catch this flight," Kirk said evenly.

"Well why didn't you say so?" the guard said handing back the ID. "Oi, Walt, this here is Kirk Lazarus!" the guard said sounding pleasantly surprised.

"Thank you very much gentlemen," Kirk said before starting off again.

Klio and Kirk arrived at the gate and dashed up to the desk, the plane had clearly already been boarded. Out of breath they went to the woman behind the desk. "Ah, made it," Kirk panted offering the tickets.

"I'm sorry Sir, the doors have already been sealed," the lady said. Klio saw her husband's shoulders sag.

"Oh," he said. He turned around and looked at Klio. "I guess I should call Mark, he can grab our bag when they get there," he sighed.

"I'll go get the new tickets," she said.

Together, together, together. Functioning as one. Never knew we could live any other way. I'll be Bonnie and you be Clyde and we'll run.

They sat in the gold member lounge for an hour before they got bored and wondered out into the gate waiting area. Kirk signed a hundred scraps of paper and probably took more photos than that. Plane full's of people got to stand by him and smile like fools while Klio read People Magazine.

She got up and found a smoothie stand, bringing back a strawberry banana blend to split. He came and sat down next to her after sending another swooning woman on her way.

"Are you jealous yet dear?" he joked. She grinned at him and handed over the drink. He smirked as he took a sip.

"You're the one who should be jealous, the smoothie guy was staring at my chest," she grinned. He got a serious face.

"I'll kill him," he said dangerously. Klio laughed and so did Kirk. "Oh, yes, a smoothie man… I am so threatened," he shook his head as his chuckles subsided. She grinned.

"Love you Kirk," she said as she crossed her legs.

"Love you too," he replied leaning over and kissing her cheek. The way he made her feel in those moments, when he was himself and with her, created indescribable things inside of her.