Jon paused. This was the last time he would see Emile for awhile, and therefor his last chance to tell him the truth. Although, it could get weird if he told him now. Reese was standing right there with Emile. Emile was telling one of his puns and Reese groaned. Jon chuckled, but cut it off quickly with a sharp intake of breath.

Emile gawked at Jon and said, "You never think my puns are funny!"

Jon glanced furtively at the ground. "I was laughing at how bad it was." He mumbled.

Emile looked at Jon suspiciously, then shrugged and looked back to Reese. But Jon noticed that he would glance over at him every now and then.

"Now boarding flight-"

"There's my flight." Emile said, and Jon was surprised to detect a hint of sadness in his voice as Emile told him "Goodbye."

"See ya, Emile." Jon said, standing to hug his friend.

The hug was brief, to Jon's disappointment. Then Emile was gone.

Jon slumped back into his seat and sobbed heavily, his face in his hands.

"What's wrong, Jon?" Reese said in a concerned voice.

Jon jumped. He had forgotten she was there.

Jon dried his eyes and lifted his face to look at Reese.

"Nothing." He said dejectedly.

"Don't give me that, Jon. I'm your friend. I know when something's wrong." She said, one of her hands on her hip, the other on Jon's back rubbing in a circular motion.

He looked into Reese's eyes, and wanted nothing more than to tell her everything. She was a good listener and a great person. He was sure she would never tell.

"It's nothing." He said, despite himself. He looked away.

"Well, if you want to talk about it, you let me know. Okay?"

"Sure. Thanks, Reese." He said at the ground.

Reese patted his back a couple times and sat back down.

Jon's hair hid his face as he cried silently. This is stupid, he thought, why shouldn't I tell her?

"Hey, Reese?" He asked.

"Yes?" She replied.

"Can I talk to you?"

"Of course. What's going on?"

"I... I have never told anyone, but..."

"You love Emile."

Jon looked at her, stupefied.

"How did you know?"

"I've always had a suspicion. Your reaction just now to Emile leaving... Well, it confirmed them."

"I've always been careful to conceal it. What made you suspicious?"

"You always give him a hard time for one. I've also noticed you looking at him and smiling."

"Whoa, it's like you picked me apart by my most intimate thoughts."

"Chalk it up to women's intuition."

Jon sighed wearily.

"You won't tell anyone, will you?"

"Nope. That's your job."

"Thanks, Reese." Jon managed to smile weakly.

"You're welcome." She smiled at him. "Say, have you heard your flight called yet?"

"Shit." Jon said. "I was supposed to leave a half hour ago."

The tears flowed again and Reese rushed to him and said, "You can reschedule your flight and stay at my place until your flight."

"Really?" He asked.

"Of course! But I want to know something in return."

"What would that be?" Jon asked.

"I want to know how long you've been harboring these feelings without telling anyone."

Jon smiled sheepishly and said, "Too long, Reese. Too goddamn long."