A/N: This has been a long time coming huh? This chapter is short but I plan on making it up to you next chapter. For ratings and disclaimers see first chapter.

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What Words Can't Explain

Chapter 2

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The ever-tightening grip on Daniel's arm was the only indication that Betty was nervous. Betty's façade proved to be enough of a poker face that Daniel hadn't known until that second when he felt the small feminine hands squeeze his arm when they took off.

" Betty, you okay?" Daniel asked, he was slightly amused at Betty's deterred state. She was usually the calm, rationale, organized woman that somehow always put him back together.

" Yeah, sure. What would make you say that? I mean it's just flying. A plane in the sky. I mean what's there to be worried about? Just defying gravity. What a novel idea huh?" She said babbling on and Daniel had known Betty enough to know that voice, to know that nervous ramble. Betty was terrified.

" Hmm what would make me say that?" he said directing his gaze toward where her arm was wrapped tightly around Daniel's arm.

Betty blushed, somehow just now managing to notice it and she quickly took her hand away with a mumbled "sorry".

Daniel let out a small laugh and shook his head.

" You've never flown on a plane before?" Daniel asked more surprised then anything else.

" Nope. When I went away to college. Dad, drove me all the way there. He said he wasn't going to let lack of money for a plane ticket stop me from going to the college I wanted. So we hoped in the car and drove the long way there. They made it a family affair when I graduated. Hilda and Justin came along for the ride that time around. Justin had shot up so much. I could barely recognize him. 4 years. We couldn't afford the plane tickets to see each other during holidays or summer vacation. So I always wrote and they wrote too." Betty smiled at the memory despite remembering how much she missed them and how lonely she felt.

Daniel looked at her with wonderment. She talked as if the things she did were small things to be overlooked. Most people couldn't survive four years away from family with only letters to sustain them of "home". Betty was a go-getter when it came to her ambitions. She went after what she wanted even when she knew the consequences. That was one of things he admired about his friend.

" It must have been tough." Daniel said softly and he was aware that Betty had forgotten about the looming clouds that surrounded them.

"Yeah, it's hard to go from seeing someone everyday to not seeing them at all. It took a little bit to get use to that. It was weird though because when I was in high school I didn't depend on people from school, friends. I always had family. They looked out for me, truly cared about me. But then I was in this strange place and not one familiar face in sight. Not my family. Not anyone. I had to depend on someone else other then my dad and Hilda. I did make one really good friend, though. She made it easier to be away but I still missed them like crazy. We still talk, but not as much as I would like. She's some big shot lawyer now." Betty smiled hugely at the last and Daniel could tell she was proud of her friend. The silence stretched long after that and it seemed to allow Daniel's mind to trap him in his own misery once again. Betty noticed the exact moment the smile faded into a grimace.

" She didn't deserve you" Betty said quietly and Daniel was taken aback by her voice before he comprehended what she said.

" A lot of people don't deserve me. And yet there I am willing to unintentionally play with their emotions for one night of fun. It was finally my turn." Daniel said with a laugh so devoid of anything humorous.

" Now I admit You don't take women to bed with the best intentions but they know that even if a small denial voice in their back of their head is telling them otherwise. They know your track record. But they still put themselves in the line of fire hoping they can be the one that "changed it all." You don't make any promises of more. But she did hers intentionally, spitefully, and viciously. You can't compare yourself to her. She doesn't deserve it."

Daniel looked at her slightly lost for words. No one had ever been in his corner. Not even dear old dad. But he shouldn't be surprised. Betty was that way. She didn't need a reason or an ulterior motive. She was just a friend. He hasn't had a true one of those since…ever.

" You know the first thing my dad said to me when he found out?" Daniel asked softly.

Betty nodded her head in agreement.

" I told you to quit her a long time ago. But I'll admit the girls got fire and you deserve it if you let a skirt play you like a fiddle." Daniel mocked his father's voice with a tinge of bitterness. Daniel continued on " and then he hung up. Amanda called. I didn't answer. My mom called. I didn't answer. An editor from Mode called. I didn't answer.My PR rep called. I DIDN'T ANSWER! Bradford Meade appeared on my screen and like an idiot I picked it up because I figure just this once he would want to comfort me, support me. I thought he would say something mannish and brusque but nonetheless something fatherly! Like 'you'll get 'em next time.' or 'You live and you learn.' Anything but him telling me how inferior I am, will be and will always be. But…you know the one thing I can say about him is he sticks with his story. You gotta love a guy that keeps to his word." Daniel laughs bitterly.

" You know I called you too. I don't know how I feel being second place to Bradford Meade though. I think I'm gonna need a little time to recover." Betty tried to joke in efforts to get Daniel to at least smile. It worked. He even laughed. Once the silence reclaimed them, Betty lightly nudged Daniel in his arm and quietly said:

"You'll get 'em next time."

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