Title: "His Salvation"
Author: Michelle Heath
Rating: MA for adult language and situations
Summary: He saved her. Will she be his salvation?
Date Written: January 23, 2011
Disclaimer: I so do not own Hawaii Five-0; unfortunately!
A/N: This is the last chapter in this particular story and I really hope you have all enjoyed it. A few chapters ago, I asked for input from all of you regarding another story in this A/U. Thank you all so much for the reviews and p/m's I've received. The result of your input is that there is definitely another story coming! I also appreciate all suggestions and recommendations. However, I would like to remind everyone that, (A) this is fan FICTION so writers can basically do what they want with their characters, and (B) sometimes you just have to make chapters really long or really short to provide emphasis on certain aspects of the story. Thanks, again, for reading and I hope you'll read my next installment! Michelle
(Sam and Steve make it to the airport with plenty of time to spare, but, instead of returning their rental car to the regular return lot, Steve drives around the main terminal and parks in front of the departure terminal for private planes. The look on Sam's face is priceless and Steve just grins as he gets out of the car and walks around to open her door. By the time he is helping Sam out of the car, a tall, distinguished looking man walks out of the small building to greet them. Steve obviously knows the man because they shake hands and are both grinning like idiots.)
"Steve! Good to see you, Buddy!"
"You, too, Rob! Sam, this is Rob Stanton. Rob was one of my BUD/S instructors. Now, he owns his own private airline. Rob, my wife, Samantha."
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Mrs. McGarrett. I've heard a lot about you from this guy and Mike Thrasher. I understand you're a fighter pilot."
"Please call me Sam and yes, I am. I'd love to sit down with you and discuss Steve at great length some time."
(Rob laughs heartily, Steve just shakes his head, and Sam looks at her husband with awe. She is constantly amazed at the number of people he knows and the fact that he has been able to pull off the whole honeymoon thing without her having a clue as to what he's been up to.)
"As much as I'd like to accommodate you, Sam, you really don't have time for that right now. The plane's ready to go and your pilot's already received clearance to take off. As soon as you're on board, you're good to go."
"Thanks, Rob, I really appreciate this."
"No problem, Steve. Anytime. She still doesn't have any idea where you're going, does she?"
"I don't suppose I could talk you into telling me, could I, Rob?"
"No, Ma'am. I trained this guy and I'm well aware of what he's capable of. I prefer to remain in one piece, thank you. Just sit back, relax, and enjoy your flight. I'm positive you're going to enjoy yourself once you reach your destination."
(Sam and Steve say goodbye to Rob, walk through the terminal to the tarmac and toward a sleek Citation X jet. Sam's eyes immediately light up at the sight of the aircraft in front of her, and Steve grins when he sees her reaction. They board the aircraft and find that the luxurious cabin has everything he asked for and then some. Champagne is chilling on the low table in front of the leather sofa, and two flutes and a tray of chocolate covered strawberries sit beside it. The pilot and co-pilot are both standing just inside the cabin door, and Sam squeaks with pleasure when she sees them. Both me are former Naval Aviators she has flown with in years past, and, she extracts a promise from both of them that they'll come aft once they're in the air to catch up. After they return to the cockpit and she and Steve are seated while the plane taxis to the runway, Sam looks at her husband with utter amazement on her face.)
"How the Hell do you do it, Steve?"
"Every time I turn around you've got the most wonderful surprise planned for me. I mean, Adam and Brett, for instance. I haven't seen them in years, and they're flying us to wherever it is we're going for our honeymoon? And, this plane! It's gorgeous, and do you know what the specs are for this baby? It's incredible! The range, for instance. . ."
"Sam! It's our honeymoon. Can we not discuss aircraft specifications, please?"
"Sorry. I just . . You know that, to me, anything to do with flying is almost better than sex,"
"I said almost, Sailor. . . So, are you going to tell me where we're going now?"
"Not even a hint?"
"Okay. One hint. We didn't leave last night because I didn't want to spend our wedding night on a plane."
"You know, you didn't even ask me where I wanted to go."
"Don't you trust me, Sam?"
"'Cause if you had of asked me, I'd have said that I'd like to go to the one place I've never been but always wanted to go."
"And just where would that be?"
"As in Austria?"
"Yeah. I've been all over Europe, but I've never been there, and I'd really love to go someday. I sort of fell in love with the Alps after I saw 'The Sound of Music'."
"And how is it I didn't know this?"
"You didn't ask."
"Damn. Sorry, Beautiful, we'll get there eventually."
(Although both of Sam's friends come back to the cabin at different points in the flight to catch up, neither of them will tell Sam where they're headed, much to her consternation. After her friends, first one and then the other, have both returned to the cockpit, Steve takes Sam's hand, pulls her out of her seat, and pulls her toward the back of the plane. When he opens a door in the rear of the main cabin, Sam gasps as she sees before her a beautifully appointed bedroom. A slow smile spreads across her face as she turns into Steve's arms and slides her arms around his neck.)
"I've never done it on a plane. This should be interesting."
"Exactly what I was thinking."
(Hours later, Steve kisses Sam awake and tells her they're about to land and need to get dressed. In short order, their plane is on the ground. When they walk down the steps and onto the tarmac. Sam glances around, stops dead in her tracks, and throws her arms around Steve's neck. After kissing him thoroughly, she looks up into his eyes with sheer pleasure in hers.)
"You never cease to amaze me, Steve. I love you more than my life."
"I love you, too, Sam. Welcome to Vienna."
A/N: And there you go. "His Salvation" is now complete. I hope to start the third installment of this storyline later today. Thank you all for reading and reviewing. I appreciate your interest and support! Michelle