The desire to catch the first flight to London was overwhelming and as she contemplated doing just that she heard a knock at her door. Sydney looked through the peep hole, she knew the answer then to all of her questions. She opened the door and standing before her was the biggest sign she could ever receive, and that sign was Nigel.
"Hi, I ......"
Before Nigel could say another word Sydney pulled him inside and threw her arms around him, tears freely flowing. She held him tight never wanting to let him go. As she pulled back and looked at his face she could see the difference in him. Instead of letting the experience destroy him it had made him stronger.
"Sorry I didn’t call." he said as he wiped away some of her tears
"You have nothing to be sorry for, you're back now and that all that matters." when he didn’t reply right away her joy quickly faded "You are back aren’t you"
"Yes, I knew that if I let what happened control my life I’d be letting Richarde win and that’s something I don’t intend to do." Nigel looked at Sydney not sure of what else to say there was so much he wanted to talk to her about, to ask her if she had really said she loved him or if it was his mind still playing tricks..
Sydney knew Nigel well enough to know what he was thinking, what question he wanted to ask. She reached up and slowly ran her hand through his hair as she pulled him into a kiss.
Nigel’s eyes were wide with surprise, and a strange thought went through his head what if this was a dream. He felt Sydney deepen the kiss at the same time she reached behind him and gave the door a light push to close it, putting that thought out of his mind he closed his eyes and gave into the kiss.
Nigel awoke, he felt something move across his chest for a split second he felt scared of what he might see. He looked at Sydney, even in the dark she was beautiful. She had snuggled up against him, her arm draped across his chest. He loved her more than life itself and he knew it had been her love for him that had saved him, brought him back from his nightmare. He wondered if Richarde was turning over in his grave, the man had intent on destroying them, but all he had done was make them stronger, making them finally admit want they truly wanted.
Nigel held her in his arms, he reached over and gave Sydney a light kiss on her forehead. He chuckled when he heard her soft moan of protest as she snuggled even closer to him. As he closed his eyes to go back to sleep Nigel knew this was were he belonged. He knew he was home.
***THE END***