Hey guys! Just so you know, you are all amazing! You faced and won my little challange and the result just blew me away. THANK YOU! As a reward I took extra time and care to make sure this chapter as amazing as I can. I really hope you enjoy it!

Meanwhile, I thought of a little game for this one (to pass the gruesome time till September). I'll upload next at 107 reviews, so the next 47 (hehe, gotta love 47) people who comment will enter my contest and I'll randomly pick one of them to choose which chapter will be next (he or she will get to read some chapter and then they may choose their favorite). Sound good?

Love you to bits, Jojo

ps: this is all just pure fiction out of my imagination. A girl can dream, right?

The other day…

7) Missed you

Molly looked up from the script that she had been reading to see Nathan strolling casually over to her. Her face immediately lit up and she put the paper down on the table.

"Hey!" she exclaimed happily and ran over to hug him. The older man smiled in return and gladly returned the embrace. "Hey pumpkin…" he said, dropping a kiss on the crown of her head. " You doing ok?"

"Oh yeah," the redhead exclaimed excitedly. "I absolutely love the new script and I am so excited for the photo shoot. What about you?"

"Fine, thank you. I was looking for Stana, actually. Have you seen her?"

Molly nodded and pointed to the right. "I believe she went to get another coffee."

Nathan laughed readily and then winked at her. "Of course, where else would she be?

They shared a laugh and he squeezed her arm. "See you in a bit."

Molly waved with a smile and looked after him for a long moment before returning to reading her script.

Two minutes later, Nathan poked his head inside the break room, the one with the good coffee machine, knowing exactly that he would find her there. The picture he found was almost identical to the one he had created in his mind and this pleased him immensely.

He grinned broadly. "Why doesn't it surprise me to find you here? Precisely where I left you all those weeks ago?"

The tall woman started a bit at the sudden intrusion to her pondering thoughts and wasted no time in turning her head around to glare at the intruder. "Nathan! Oh dear lord, you startled me! Didn't anybody ever tell you not to sneak up on people?"

The smug man just continued to grin at her and leaned to the left, supporting his upper body against the door frame, arms casually crossed over his chest, one eyebrow raised in silent amusement. Stana took a deep breath and carefully put her mug down, turning away from the foamer where she had been about to put the finishing touches to her coffee. Not just one but two mugs were placed next to the machine, he noticed from the corner of his eye with a warm twitching in the region where his heart was beating just a tad faster.

Suddenly, a huge smile replaced the frown on her face and it was like her whole demeanor was doing a once over. The actress turned her whole body to him, the nervous feeling that she had been harboring in her stomach for days all but gone. She leaned back against the counter, her gaze fixed on him.

"Nathan…" she breathed out, softly but with profound feeling and he could have sworn she blushed.

That was new. His expression turned serious and with a quick look over his shoulder, he stepped inside the room and closed the door silently behind him before leaning his back against it. Their gazes locked again, savoring the sight of the other person that they hadn't seen in weeks. The actors began to move at the same time, slowly approaching each other, their feet dragging them forward unwavering in their destination.

When they collided, it was as if the rest of the world had fallen away completely. As cliche as it sounded it was just like that that time simply stopped. Nothing and nobody existed anymore but the two of them; no sound intruded into their private bubble except for the heavy beating of their hearts that echoed loudly in their ears.

They embraced tightly, crushingly, all consuming and they didn't speak for a very long moment. Instead, they let the silence lay over them like a dusting of silk, comforting, familiar and perfect. A new found part of them that they had just recently started exploring sang in exultation at being reunited. A part they didn't know needed satisfaction until it nearly burst into song and dance from the surprising feeling of wholeness that being in the others' arms created.

They held on for a while and he was the one to pull away first, just far enough for him to easily look into her eyes which were almost at his level thanks to her heels. Enjoying the warm smile on her face, he hardly noticed his hand that had left its position on her back and slid up to glide over her hair once to eventually come to rest against the back of her head.

Nathan smiled brightly, moving his forehead to collide with hers and breathed out. "Hello."

She couldn't do anything but smile back just as brightly. "Hello."

"Missed you," he retorted without preamble and her heart skipped a beat at his confession.

"Missed you," the young woman answered without hesitation, letting her nose graze his for a second.

He leaned down further and nuzzled his nose against her chin, enjoying the feel of her satin soft skin warm and tantalizing against his. She subconsciously tilted her head back, her breath catching in her throat.

A nagging thought in the back of her mind reminded her of their location and it made her pull back slightly. "Maybe we shouldn't… Everybody could just…"

Ignoring her comment, he studied her face for a long moment, as intensely as he had ever studied her, his eyes imploring hers and searching for answers to his unspoken questions. Answers to the doubts that he had involuntarily been harboring during the past weeks while studying her perfect features for any changes. It made him almost ridiculously happy that he found her as flawless as he remembered her, if not more breathtaking than she had been two months ago.

A sudden and honest grin sprang to his lips and Nathan tightened his arms around her.

"I promised many people at Comic Con that there is going be a lot more kissing this season… I think this is as good a time as any to start with it."

Achingly slow, his face neared hers and she felt her breath leave her lungs in a long exhalation that could possibly have been his name. He smiled warmly, rubbing his nose along her cheek, over her own nose to the other cheek. Ocean blue met olive green in a familiar dance, twinkling, questioning, promising, conveying they have been missed dearly.

"Just keeping my promise," he finally whispered when she offered no opposition and leaned down so there was barely more than air separating their lips but still giving her the final say.

A soft sigh escaped Stana's lips and her eyes dropped close without another thought. Her arms tightened around his neck and she pushed herself towards him, closing the gap with her own lips.

Tingles erupted where they touched skin, the blood in their veins soared, boiled over, sang to the other. They held on tighter, clutching on for dear life, effortlessly falling into one another until the line of separate bodies was nothing but a vague suggestion.

She moaned in bliss when he seamlessly deepened the kiss, surprised at her own reaction. If she were being truthful with herself, she hadn't been aware of just how much she had missed this, how vital this had become to her heart's peace in only a very short time and she felt herself go completely pliant in his arms. It was almost embarrassing how gooey her legs felt but he only held her more firmly, his lips following her lips wherever they took him and she couldn't have mistaken the low grumble of pleasure that came from deep within his chest.

They just stood there, kissing deeply, sharing their exhilaration until air ran out.

"I really missed you," the man stated, the grin returning to his features.

"Me too," she whispered and regarded him for a second, reveling in the naughty smirk she only ever got to see when they were alone. The real one that was private and intimate and that she just now realized she had missed very much over the last couple months. It really has been too long. Ever since that night…oh that night two months ago, after they finished shooting… that night that had been replaying in her mind ever since and she simply couldn't get it out of her head.

A deep blush crept over her cheeks which caused him to raise an eyebrow in question. Trying to overplay her embarrassment, she raised her fingers and touched them to his jaw, focusing on tracing the strong line she knew was there instead of catching his gaze in that moment.

"You know we still have to talk about…" she whispered in the softest voice and had he not been focused on her lips with all of his being he surely would have missed her words. Slowly, his own hand came up and big, warm fingers cupped her cheek until it rested snugly against his palm. He tilted her head upward so that their eyes could meet again.

Nathan stared deeply into her eyes, feeling his heart race even more as images from that stormy night not too long ago unbidden invaded his every thought. The special night, the night that meant everything and that had changed everything. Ironically, it had been the night that had finally brought their characters together.

He hesitated for a moment and looked around, feeling as if the room had just now materialized back into existence. He took a step back but kept her hands between his own and once again looked intensely at her, already feeling the cold air that had crept between them like a chilling shower of reality. "I know we have to talk about a lot but I am not sure right now is-"

As if on cue, the door swung open and Andrew entered the room, smiling brightly as he spotted his two leads that stood in the middle of the room, holding hands. "Here you are guys. I've been looking everywhere for you. Are you coming over? Prep talk is about to start and then we have to get the photo shooting started."

Stana quickly took another step back and smiled brightly at Andrew. "Of course, we're coming right away."

Andrew laughed and waved before turning back to the door. "Great. See you in a second."

She could only stare after the older man, the fake smile already a distant memory on her lips. Sighing, she began to walk past her stunned on-screen lover who still hadn't moved but before she could bring herself to exit the room, she turned back to stare at the back of her costars head.

Sensing her gaze, he turned to look at her, the pain, longing, fear and desire a heady mix between them until she had to reach out to touch his cheek, offering silent comfort. They remained like this for a long moment until a noise from outside intruded and slapped them over the head with cruel reality once again. Biting her lower lip, Stana quickly turned to walk after Andrew before she did something imprudent that she might later regret.

Nathan took a deep breath and rubbed both his hands over his face, trying desperately to wipe away the conflicted expression. He knew he couldn't face his colleagues as rattled as he felt. Sighing, he spotted the half finished mugs of coffee and gratefully abandoned himself to the task of finishing them, anything to stop his mind from spinning.

'I hate reality.'

A last, heavy, cleansing sigh from deep in his chest escaped his lips when he was finished with the foam. Then he took the two mugs and exited the room, wondering if there as a possibility that this could end happily.

An sudden image of her face smiling at him as brightly as the sun popped into his mind and were he the strongest man alive, difficult and confusing circumstances or not, he couldn't have stopped the answering smile that snuck on his lips for the world.