A/N - Real person fiction. Lee Pace x Female OC. Enjoy.

"You're beautiful," Lee said softly as my eyes fluttered open.

"W-were you watching me sleep?" I ask, rubbing the sleep out of my eyes. The smell of warm cinnamon and sugar greeted my nose as I noted the candles burning at the bed side.

"Maybe." He answered simply, pulling me to him.

"Creep."

He laughed.

"How do you feel?" He asked.

I pondered, thinking that was a rather unusual question to be asked in the morning but then I blushed rather hotly. Realizing that we had spent the night fucking.

Lee had just returned from The Hobbit premiere tour, ending with the viewing in New York City. He had spent the day rejuvinating from his jet leg before we attended the showing. I could tell he was excited to see my reaction because he knows my Lord of The Rings obsession better than anyone.

All the same, I was more eager to get him home and alone than finish the movie. After barely making it through a simple dinner of homemade margarita pizza and tossed citrus salad, we had ended the night by making love on the kitchen counter... And against the fridge... And- well everywhere else.

My silence had condemned me and Lee smirked as deep red adorned my cheeks, pressing his lips against my temple.

We were tangled beneath the blankets as we watched the snow drift outside. It had begun to fall on our way home last night and as the early morning sun began to illuminate through the foggy visage, there was already a foot or so sitting undisturbed in the yard.

"You shouldn't go in today," Lee observed.

"Juilliard doesn't take call-in's lightly," I grumbled, frowning into his naked collar bone.

Lee smiled at my stubborn remark.

"It's all the way in the city and it's far too dangerous out there. The roads haven't been cleared...," His silky tongue snuck out from between his lips to dance along my skin, "I'm sure they won't mind."

"Why did you have to move upstate anyway?" I asked dejectedly.

"You mean 'We'," He chuckled, pecking me on the nose.

I smirked as I remembered the early summer move from my comfy little NYC apartment to our home that was nearly two hours outside of the city. The only thing that made it worth it was the fact that I got to wake up every morning and see the love of my life.

"Oh yeah..."

He licked my bottom lip suggestively before diving into my mouth once again. Heat rising to my cheeks as our tongues danced. His hands slipping beneath my oversized Avengers themed t-shirt to lightly touch the skin there.

"Besides," He smiled sadly after we had come apart, "I would much rather have you with me."

"Oh Lee...," I bit my lip as my heart sank, bringing my hand up to hold his face, "We already went over this. It's only a few months."

His adorable puppy eyes glittered, tugging at my heart strings. He pressed his forehead against mine.

"I know. It's your first big project and you should be excited. It's just...," He mumbled, pressing his face into my nape.

"It's just not in New York, I know... But you'll come stay awhile with me after you finish Halt and Catch Fire, like we discussed," I said, stroking his thick hair back from his face, "And before you know it, we'll be together,"

"...and we'll go see a show on broadway." I added playfully trying to butter him up.

He made a noise in response.

"Come on, Lee. This isn't fair," I struggled to push myself out from under him and the many blankets we had piled on the bed, "You don't get to go galivanting to New Zealand and wherever else and then make me feel guilty about taking a role."

Lifting his head out of the pillows, his face was apologetic.

"Abby, I didn't mean it like that-I..."

I turned my face away and sighed, disentangling myself and tumbling off of the bed. Nearly tripping over our dogs, Carl and Joanna, as I grabbed my phone off the stand and made for the bedroom door.

"I'll be in the kitchen if you need me."

"Thank you so much for understanding," I gushed over the phone as my colleague turned acting teacher replacement, Taren, sighed dramatically through the mouth piece, "I really owe you one!"

"Yeah, yeah. Have a nice time cuddling with that actor of yours."

"I will. Thanks again!"

I set the device onto the counter as the call disconnected and went back to stirring up my blueberry pancakes. Just as I finished grating the orange zest into the batter, I felt Lee's gentle hands on my hips as his bare chest pressed against my back.

"You were right. I was being selfish." His breath was hot on my neck as his warm arms caressed me.

"It's okay, Lee. I'm not mad, it's just frustrating. Don't you think it will be hard for me too? Don't you think I have been dreading what it's going to feel like to board that flight next week?" I said, putting on a few slices of bacon to fry.

"I know... I wasn't thinking. I'm sorry I upset you." He came to my side and took my face in his hands, taking the spatula I held and setting it on the counter. I couldn't look away from his blue-eyed gaze.

"I shouldn't be making things harder for you. Forgive me."

Suddenly anxiety rose in my throat like a lump and I swallowed harshly.

"I love you," I whispered, trying to contain my fears as droplets threatened to spill from my eyes, "I'm going to miss you and I'm going to cry in that airport and I won't want to let go of you, but I'll have too."

"I know, baby." He took me into his arms and ran his hand through my hair as I was tucked under his chin, pressing into his chest that was firm from filming The Hobbit.

"I love you too," He whispered, kissing the top of my head, "It's going to be okay."

The truth is I had been terrified about being away from Lee. We were beginning to meld our lives as partners and although he had been fairly busy over the past year and away to finish shooting The Hobbit and doing promo's for Guardians of The Galaxy, we were always together and I visited him as frequently as I could. Even when he was on the other side of the earth. Anyway that I could see him; Flight, Skype, Facetime, you name it.

It hit me that Lee was stronger than me. Being a much more established actor, he was used to this type of lifestyle and I only accepted the job offer hoping I would be able to bear the distance.

"A-and you'll come to visit," I sniffled, my tears dampening his skin.

"And I'll come to visit," He agreed, holding me tighter.