For this late at night, the airport sure did seem to have enough activity going on. Sam stuck his hands inside his pockets as he stared up at the arrivals board trying to make sense of the blinking flight numbers and scrolling text up on screen. He knew he was in the right place, and this was the right time. Rachel was coming back into New York and for the first time in more than a year they’d get a chance to hang out. Sam was happy to come and get her, they’d been good friends before and hearing randomly from her by text earlier in the day had lifted his spirits greatly. She was returning to surprise Santana, who he knew could definitely use such a surprise, just not in the middle of the night. But he offered his place to Rachel, figuring she could crash with him overnight and get a fresh start in the morning.
Keeping an eye on the gate and watching as the passengers walked through, Sam couldn’t hide the smile on his face. He’d missed the brunette more than he realized, and knowing he was about to see her again made him happy. It had also helped him to take his mind off of Quinn, who’d somehow been dropped back into his life via the internet a few days prior. Eying each and every brunette that came walking through the gate, all of a sudden he spotted her. The diminutive brunette appeared with carry-on and purse in hand, looking equally focused on the lookout for him. His eyes met hers, and twin beaming grins lit up as Sam began walk over to her. Closing the gap, she came at Sam and he opened his arms and enveloped the tiny girl in his arms. “Rach! It’s so good to see you!” Picking her up and swinging her around with ease, not a care in the world about anyone watching, he set her back down after a few seconds but refused to let go of the hug. “Welcome back. You’ve been missed.”
She didn’t know what she was doing, not by a long shot. Returning to New York was the one thing that she swore up and down she would never do, not even for a visit. This place had too many memories. The sting of her failures, the laughs she had shared in the good moments, and the boy; the boy that she had run from because she had gotten too close for comfort. But when it came down to it the truth was, Santana needed her. And even with Rachel’s head being a mess, she had always been the type to put her own feelings aside to protect and comfort those she cared about. And Santana would always be at the top of her lip. That was why she had flown back. That was why she had planned to head straight over the other girl’s apartment and hug her against her will, no matter how late it was. But when Sam had reminded her that maybe showing up at 3 in the morning wouldn’t have been the best idea, even Rachel couldn’t deny that.
That was what led her to where she was down, almost running through the airport, eyes scanning wildly for her favorite mess of blonde hair. And when her eyes locked on his, she couldn’t stop the smile that broke out or the way her bags fell at her feet when she felt his arms wrap around her. The brunette let out somewhat of an uncharacteristic like screech, arms wrapping tight around the much taller boy. She said nothing as he spun her around, simply allowed a few short laughs to fall from her lips. But when she was set down, Rachel nuzzled her head into the crook of his neck, finding comfort in their height difference. “Sam, I must say, you have certainly been missed as well. Nobody back home knows how to give hugs the way you do.” Pulling herself away from the blonde’s warm embrace, Rachel flashed him one of her quick and flawless Rachel Berry smiles. “Don’t worry, I don’t have any other luggage that I need to collect. I figured since I would only be here for a brief stay that I didn’t need to go overboard. Luckily, I was able to fit most of my wardrobe into my carry on.” She let herself ramble on for a moment as she reached down to pick up her purse, slinging it over her shoulder. “Now, I do believe you promised me a drink? We both could use one, I’m sure. Unless you happen to be exhausted, in which case I would understand and we could simply catch up another time. “
Yeah…we can still spend time together. Just give me a call or text when you’re free.
Of course. I’ll see you later then..
I don’t get why you won’t talk to me..
Anyway..have a nice flight. Hope you get here safe.
It’s not that I don’t want to talk to you, Finn. I’m sorry, I’m saying all the wrong things tonight and I don’t mean to give you the wrong impression. I just, I can’t miss this flight. It wouldn’t be fair to Sam.
Thank you. I hope we can still spend some time together when I’m in the city.