He awoke to the familiar scent of potatoes and coffee. It seemed as if they had gotten into a small routine of eating breakfast, having a small conversation, then him leaving to go to work and coming home later to find a nice home cooked meal on the table. He actually quite liked it.
He rose out of bed and slowly walked to the kitchen. following the savory scent of food and suddenly stopped in his tracks. There she was on the balcony, barefoot in the snow wearing the long white skirt, a white long sleeve sweater, her hair down just staring into the sky, allowing the snowflakes to fall and melt on her face. He unconsciously held his breath...she looked like an angel. He shook his head and quickly opened the glass door, ran outside and grabbed her hand, pulling her towards he apartment. He dragged her in and quickly closed the door behind him, then turned around in anger, "What were you doing out there?! You could have been frozen to death!"
She simply stared at him, her mind blank and her eyes void of any emotions. He sighed and walked into the living room to retrieve her blanket. He wrapped her in it, but it fell. She was just...standing there. He growled in frustration and scooped her up bridal stye and laid her on her bed/couch, and tucked her in, hoping to get the purple colour to subside from her toes, fingers and lips. He walked into the kitchen to get her a cup of coffee when he heard her speak.
"I remember...when...when I was a little girl..." she said, he quickly left the empty mug to sit beside her on her bed, "I loved the snow..." she whispered.
Her eyes met his as he smiled wide, "so you're remembering things!"
She looked away from him, "I saw the snow and that was the only thing I remembered."
He was puzzled, " so how'd you know the little girl was you?"
She snuggled under her blankets, "She had the same color eyes as mine."
He scratched his chin, "Maybe a cousin or something? I dunno.."
"Net....it was me."
He looked at her and saw the sadness etched on her face. He had no idea what to say to her...he's never been in her shoes. He got up, went to his room and re-emerged with his clothes and shoes on. He walked over to the door grabbed his jacket, then grabbed hers and threw it on the bed beside her. "Put that and your uggs on, we're going out for breakfast."
She numbly nodded, slipped her feet into her shoes, put her coat on and stood beside him.
*Cafe'*
"This scone...is delicious." She said, a little smile spread across her face, a little blueberry jam on the corner of her mouth. He smiled and handed her a napkin and touched the corner of his mouth. She took the napkin, puzzled as to why he would give it to her. He took the napkin and nervously wiped the jam off. A crimson red was instantly painted on her face. He put the napkin down and before he could open his mouth again, he felt a hand on his shoulder.
"Fancy seeing you here!" The voice was familiar but he couldn't figure it out until he turned around. There was Abi (Nurse Smith) standing with a styrofoam cup in her hands, he red hair in a bun, her eyes painted with make-up. 'They're nothing like the turquoise blue of Leena's....wait, where'd that come from?' he thought, shaking the image from his mind.
"Abi, nice to see you again." He said politely.
"Nice to see you James!" He thought she sounded a little too excited.
"Oh," she turned to the young girl dressed in full white and threw a small wave, "Hello."
As Leena opened her mouth to respond, but was cut off by Abi. "So James, how have you been?"
He took a bite of a scone, "Good. Leena's doing great too. She speaks a little English now."
Abi's eyes caught Leena's now, "Oh, she does. That's nice." She turned back to James, as Leena's eyes cast downward.
"Anyways, we should have lunch sometime, or coffee, y'know?"
"Uhh, if I have the time, maybe. I've got your number, so I'll give you a call. Okay?" he said a little uninterested.
Her smile dimmed a bit, but she nodded then smiled even wider. "Okay, just give me a call, okay?"
He nodded.
"Well, I'll see you later, okay?"
"Yea, sure. No problem." He said, almost begging her to go, he had no idea why, but Abi made him a tad uncomfortable.
She looked at Leena, and there seemed to be a small glimmer of animosity, then turned and walked away.
Leena flinched, and quickly found the mug of her hot cocoa and stared into it.
"Hey, you okay?" he asked, holding out another scone to her.
She took it, and bit a small piece, "Das, I am fine."
He nodded and sipped his cocoa.
They finished their breakfast and were walking down the street. "Do you not work today?" she asked quietly.
"Today's Saturday. I dont work on Saturdays and Sundays." He said, his hands safely away in the warmth of his pockets.
"Oh." A little smile on her face.
He side glanced her, noticing the smile and smiled to himself.
He suddenly grabbed her hand and began running causing Leena to stumble over herself a couple times.
He suddenly stopped, causing her to fall on her bum. He looked down at her, breathing hard, as she looked up at him doing the same. Then she burst into a fit of giggles, that caused him to laugh as well. He helped her up, and opened the door to his apartment. They both went up the stairs, still laughing and settled into the couch bed. He turned the television on, then turned to her. "Wanna watch a movie?"
She smiled and nodded.
He changed the channels until he found the Sixth Sense and made popcorn. They settled in the couch bed together, a foot away from each other and watched movies all day until they eventually fell asleep.
Spoiler alert 14- Feelings start to develop....they're only human.
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