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Dave has been hardly in his apartment these last three days, busy buying presents for his father and brother (inevitably it ends up being ties, but he still spends hours staring hopelessly at different items trying to decide) and wrapping up business in his legal office for the holidays.

He's not been expecting any calls, and he almost doesn't notice the blinking red light on the answering machine as he's finally heading out the door to spend his first Christmas with his family in five years.

But he does notice it, and, groaning, sets down his bags and hits 'play'.

The impatient look vanishes quickly, however, as he listens to the message.

Hi, Dave -- it's Kim. I guess you're out somewhere ... sorry to have missed catching you, and it looks like it's going to be a while yet, as it turns out I'm not coming back to Toronto for the holidays after all. [awkward pause] Things here are going okay, though... I'm getting settled in, at least. It's not like... like it was, or anything, but it's okay.

[pause]

Anyway I, um, I hope everything's good with you. Talk to you soon, I guess? Take care of yourself. Bye."


He lets the message run out, and then reaches to dial - and then stops himself. Instead, he hangs up the phone and goes trudging off to hunt for the phone book, and the number for US Airlines.

Date: 2008-12-14 06:11 am (UTC)
bannion_sight: (looking across still waters)
From: [personal profile] bannion_sight
For all her sight, all her dreams -- she'd never thought she'd be spending the Christmas holiday in this fashion, far from her family and childhood home.

Kim's fairly certain that she'd have been welcomed by several of those in town -- certainly Glastonbury's people have made its newest doctor feel as much at home as possible -- but she'd chosen not to make her absence of plans known.

She spends the morning walking some of the paths near her cottage, then calls her parents as soon as the time difference will allow, wishing them happy holidays and much love.

Evening finds her curled up on her small sofa, her feet tucked under her and her hands wrapped around a cup of coffee. Kim stares off into space, her thoughts far, far away from the quiet room.

Date: 2008-12-14 06:35 am (UTC)
bannion_sight: (looking across still waters)
From: [personal profile] bannion_sight
She goes to her office the next morning; it may be a small clinic, but it's hers, and it's more of a relief than she likes to admit to not face life-threatening emergencies and battle-caused wounds.

There are no scheduled patients, of course, but there's no harm in occupying herself with the minutiae of little administrative tasks that need attention while she waits, just in case.

Date: 2008-12-16 05:13 am (UTC)
bannion_sight: (looking across still waters)
From: [personal profile] bannion_sight
As the last light of the sun fades from the sky, Kim locks the clinic door and bends her steps homeward.

She'd spent the day undisturbed after all, without a single patient, and the evening bids fair to be just as quiet.

Kim allows herself one moment of regret, and then briskly reminds herself that there have been any number of times when she would have given almost anything for just such an evening's peace.

Date: 2008-12-16 05:48 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] bannion_sight
It's not that far a walk, all things considered. Despite that, Kim finds herself taking her time, even dawdling, all to avoid another silent night in an empty house.

Eventually, though, she rounds the corner onto her street-- and in the next instant finds herself dodging to one side to avoid running into someone--

-- a very tall, achingly familiar someone.

But that's impossible--

Kim freezes, clear gray eyes wide.

Date: 2008-12-17 04:43 am (UTC)
bannion_sight: (small smile)
From: [personal profile] bannion_sight
"Dave?!?"

She can't believe it, can't, and yet even as she shakes her head a bright smile is beginning to appear.

"Is it really you?"

Date: 2008-12-17 05:23 am (UTC)
bannion_sight: (smiling)
From: [personal profile] bannion_sight
"I can't believe you came--"

That's all she can manage to get out, so instead of trying to find more words, Kim dashes forward and throws her arms around him, laughing in delight.

"--I'm so glad to see you!"

Date: 2008-12-22 04:18 am (UTC)
bannion_sight: (smiling)
From: [personal profile] bannion_sight
"Next thing you know, you'll give up law to be an international journalist, or something," she teases, tilting her head back so that she can look up at him.

Date: 2008-12-22 04:37 am (UTC)
bannion_sight: (smiling)
From: [personal profile] bannion_sight
"Good enough," Kim insists. She can't seem to stop smiling, not that she wants to.

A movement spotted from the corner of her eye gets her attention, though, enough to notice that the two of them are the focus of two elderly ladies down at the corner shop, both of whom seem to be much more interested in the scene unfolding before them than in their marketing.

Flushing a little, Kim eases back, but leaves one arm around Dave's waist. With her free hand, she waves to the ladies. Mrs. Williams waves back, and Mrs. Jamieson calls out, "And a good evening to you, Dr. Ford -- and to your friend, too."

Date: 2008-12-22 04:53 am (UTC)
bannion_sight: (Default)
From: [personal profile] bannion_sight
"I think you're right," she says, laughing again, and nudges him toward her little house.

It's not far at all, really, and it's the work of but a moment to have the door open and the light on.

Date: 2008-12-22 05:02 am (UTC)
bannion_sight: (small smile)
From: [personal profile] bannion_sight
"Oh, probably-- but it's worth it."

Kim beams at him and then waves at the living room and kitchen nook both.

"Do you want to sit down? I have no idea how long you've been traveling--have you eaten? Or coffee -- I've always got that going, you know me--"

Date: 2008-12-22 05:27 am (UTC)
bannion_sight: (Default)
From: [personal profile] bannion_sight
"No, it's okay!" Kim says hastily. "Are you kidding? That is, if you want-- but I've got space, don't worry about that--"

Date: 2008-12-22 05:51 am (UTC)
bannion_sight: (smiling)
From: [personal profile] bannion_sight
"You're welcome here as long as you want to stay," she assures him, softly.

A second or two passes, and then Kim suddenly giggles.

"Although we'll probably want to find you somewhere besides the couch--"

She waves her hand at the small sofa tucked neatly against one wall. One look is all it takes to see that there's no way Dave could be comfortable on something that short.

Date: 2008-12-22 06:12 am (UTC)
bannion_sight: (smiling)
From: [personal profile] bannion_sight
"Oh, I think we can do better than that."

Kim shakes her head, smiling, then nods toward the couch.

"Come on. Let's sit down, and you can tell me everything I've missed."

Date: 2008-12-27 05:42 am (UTC)
bannion_sight: (small smile)
From: [personal profile] bannion_sight
She settles comfortably on one of the cushions and looks up at him.

"Mundane? Really?"

Date: 2008-12-27 05:54 am (UTC)
bannion_sight: (Default)
From: [personal profile] bannion_sight
"You're not crazy."

Immediate, and firm.

"Or if you are, then so am I."

(Meg might agree; Kim shoves that thought aside.)

Date: 2008-12-27 06:18 am (UTC)
bannion_sight: (Default)
From: [personal profile] bannion_sight
"I know."

Even here, it had been harder for her than she'd expected, especially when she wasn't able to find a door to Milliways. How much worse must it have been for him?

"But I can assure you that you're not --"

She beams a deliberately bright smile up at him.

"-- or at least, no crazier than usual."

Date: 2008-12-27 06:30 am (UTC)
bannion_sight: (small smile)
From: [personal profile] bannion_sight
Kim retaliates by aiming a light, slow-motion swat at his shoulder.

"Well, I guess so, if you want to look at it that way."

Date: 2008-12-27 07:55 pm (UTC)
bannion_sight: (small smile)
From: [personal profile] bannion_sight
"It's pretty mundane," she teases, then sobers a little, thinking about it. "... actually, it is."

"I've got a little practice going in a small clinic -- it's not a big place, you know, even if there are a lot of tourists who come through. But there aren't all that many doctors, either, so it seems to be working out. Mostly I take care of sprained ankles, kids with sniffles and runny noses, all that sort of thing."

Kim glances up at him with a wry smile, adding,

"As for gossip, mostly people have just been asking why someone like me moved here in the first place, but let me get back to you on that -- I'm sure there'll be more in a day or so!"

Date: 2008-12-28 05:14 am (UTC)
bannion_sight: (Default)
From: [personal profile] bannion_sight
"Me too," Kim agrees.

There's a almost-awkward beat of silence before she continues,

"Mostly I just tell them that I felt drawn to the town when I visited it, and that I was looking for somewhere quiet."

Date: 2008-12-28 05:28 am (UTC)
bannion_sight: (Default)
From: [personal profile] bannion_sight
"Oh, I hope not!"

Even though she knows it may be true.

"It's probably just the hair."

Date: 2008-12-28 05:36 am (UTC)
bannion_sight: (Default)
From: [personal profile] bannion_sight
"No pink, though," she says, sternly.

The feel of his fingers playing with her hair, of his arm around her shoulders -- it almost surprises her how right it feels, how comfortable she feels with him.

Almost.

"... I've really missed you, Dave." Kim tilts her head back just a little, looking up into his eyes.

"I've really, really missed you. I'm so glad you came."

Date: 2008-12-28 06:11 am (UTC)
bannion_sight: (Default)
From: [personal profile] bannion_sight
She opens her mouth to ask what he means, but doesn't have a chance to get the first word out before--

--oh.

Oh.

Dave's kissing her, and without any surprise at all Kim finds herself kissing him back.

Date: 2008-12-28 06:34 am (UTC)
bannion_sight: (smiling)
From: [personal profile] bannion_sight
Kim giggles, and reaches up to place a finger over his lips, stopping the spill of words.

"I know you didn't," she assures him. "Really."

She can hear her own heart beating, can feel the flush rising bright in her cheeks as she continues,

"Now will you stop worrying, and kiss me again?"

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