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Forever and Always	By : cls2256 Category: HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters > Het - Male/Female Views: 6832 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Dueling training for the Order took place the next day in the backyard of 12 Grimmauld Place. Remus, Molly and Sirius had cast a few concealment and shielding charms around the back yard, to make them invisible to anyone on the outside. Everyone seemed in decent spirits despite news of Sturgis Podmore being arrested at the Ministry the night before they escorted the kids to Kings Cross. He was caught at 1am near the Department of Mysteries, and couldn’t explain why he was sneaking around the Ministry in the middle of the night.
Mia watched anxiously as Bill and Kingsley dueled first, feeling like she had something to prove being one of the younger members of the Order. They had set of chairs placed around the dueling area Sirius had made, Susan choosing to sit on the very end of one side, giving Mia glaring looks every few moments or so. She tried not to look in her mother’s direction, not wanting to deal with her attitude towards her and Remus today. Remus and Sirius were enthralled in the match between Kingsley and Bill, cheering them on and whooping loudly when Bill hit him with a stinging jinx.
“Nice one Bill!” Sirius called, clapping his hands furiously.
Bill was distracted by his cheerleaders, leaving Kingsley to send him flying in the air.
“Sorry, Weasley” Kingsley chuckled, his voice deep as a bass drum.
“Good match, Shacklebolt. That’ll teach me to keep my head in the game” Bill said, shaking Kingsley’s hand as he pulled him to his feet.
Tonks was grinning furiously at Kingsley; Mia was almost certain she saw him wink at her.
“Next up, Mia and Sirius!”
Sirius jumped to his feet and grinned widely. Mia stood up, her shoulders hunched with self-consciousness. She felt like she was on display in front of the Order, and was worried she’d prove herself weak. She positioned herself across from Sirius, Remus stepping behind her and putting his hands on her shoulders.
“Sirius likes to be flashy in his duels. His bravado is his weakness, use that to your strength” Remus said quietly, leaning near her ear so only she heard him.
Mia caught a sour glance from Susan, making her roll her eyes. Mia nodded to him and swallowed hard.
“You can do this, Mia. It’s just like dueling club. Ignore your mother.” Remus whispered, giving her shoulders a squeeze.
She took a deep breath and readied her wand.
“Ready?” Sirius gleamed, excited to show off.
“Let’s do this” she breathed, bowing to him.
He gave a rather flourishing bow, and brought his wand up to position.
“Ok, ready? GO!” Tonks called.
“Tarantallegra!” Sirius cried, but Mia was quicker and threw up her shield charm.
Flashes of light were erupting from both of their wands, Mia feeling more at ease as the duel continued. Her reflexes her quick and she was able to focus on Sirius alone, blocking out Susan’s scowls and the cheers from the other Order members. Sirius did quite a bit of wand flourishing when he cast his spells, which Mia noticed took him an extra half second on some of his spells. She started watching his pattern as she continuously blocked his spells, throwing up shield after shield.
“Come on kitten, is that all you got?” he yelled, sending another nonverbal jinx at her.
She watched his flourish pattern, and when she saw the opportunity to strike, she took it.
“Confringo!” she yelled quickly, and Sirius was flown back.
“Incarcerous!” she cried again, and Sirius was bound by ropes that flew from Mia’s wand.
The Order members cheered, Remus loudest of all. Susan crossed her arms and pursed her lips.
“Take that, Padfoot” Mia giggled, waving her wand to unbind Sirius.
She helped him up, he giving her a warm smile.
“Nice work, you kicked my ass back there” he winked, wrapping his arm over her shoulder and walking over to the chairs on the right side of the dueling track. Remus came and sat down next to her, and kissed her forehead.
“Well done” he said, his eyes twinkling.
“Ok, Remus and Susan, you two next!” Tonks called.
Susan and Remus locked eyes, the tension between them thick.
“I’ve never seen your mother lose a duel, Remus has his work cut out for him” Sirius whispered in Mia’s ear.
Silence fell over the group as they took their places on the dueling track, Remus giving a humble bow. Susan bowed as well, the expression on her face looked as if she had dung smeared under her nose. Her chest felt tight with anxiety and disdain as she looked at him, his blue eyes returning nothing but a warm kindness. It made her dislike him more.
“Ok, ready? GO!” Tonks called, and flashes of light erupted from their wands.
Both were sending spell after spell, the duel growing intense. Susan was dueling with all her fury, her emotions towards Remus letting loose. She was sending every nasty jinx, hex or charm at him, hoping to leave him with a face of boils or vomiting slugs. He watched her intently as he shielded her jinxes, looking for patterns or weaknesses. He smirked to himself when he saw a similarity in the way she dueled compared to Mia, leaving her left side ever so slightly open to get hit. He increased his spell speed, sending a stunning charm her quicker than she had. The spell clipped her left side, and she felt backwards.
“Expelliarmus!” Remus cried, her wand flying out of her hand to his.
Susan pushed herself to seated position, her body feeling like pins and needles.
“You leave your left side open to sneak in a jinx the way you position your hips, Mia used to do the same thing.” Remus said, kneeling next to her and returning her wand.
“I’m not sure I know what you mean” Susan said coolly, turning her nose up.
“I’ll show you.” He said.
When she was able to stand, he took a few minutes to explain her hip stance, and showed her how to correct it. Susan took this information well, and muttered a monotone “thanks”.
Remus returned to Mia and Sirius on the sidelines, Sirius clasping a hand on his shoulder and shaking him gently, telling him a job well done. Mia beamed up at him, impressed with how he handled himself in a duel with her mother. Susan looked at the three of them from the other side of the dueling track, watching Mia and Remus intently; Mia looked happier than Susan had ever realized. The way he looked at her it was obvious he was enamored with her. His eyes sparkled when he saw her smile, her entire face lighting up with joyfulness as she spoke with him. Susan felt the tightness in her chest soften; she only wanted her daughter to be happy, and maybe she had overlooked that she was.
Mia woke on her birthday to a beautiful bouquet of red and white flowers on her dresser. She sat up to see Remus standing in front of the mirror, who was observing his hair intently. He loathed the many more grays that seemed to be multiplying every full moon. She wasn’t expecting to see him this early, she had stayed over at her flat the night before to have a girl’s night with Penelope. When he saw she was awake, he turned around and smiled at her.
“Happy birthday” he said, walking over to her and kissing her. “Penelope let me in. She wanted me to tell you she left for work early, but she says happy birthday as well”
“Thank you” she smiled “those for me?”
She outstretched her hands in the direction of the bouquet, Remus picking it up and bringing it to her. She closed her eyes and sniffed the flowers, enjoying the soft aroma. They were a beautiful assortment of roses, white hydrangeas, and lilies, all whose petals were velvety soft.
“They’re beautiful, Remus. I love them. Thank you”
She handed the vase back to him, who set it back in its spot on the dresser, and sat on the edge of the bed.
“They’re not much, but I thought you would like them.”
“Come here” she said as she stretched her arms out to him.
He sat next to her on the bed and she ruffled his hair.
“You look handsome with gray hair” she told him, and gave him a peck on the lips.
“That’s curious, because I was just thinking the opposite” he said with a cynical laugh.
“You think wrong, I think you’re the most handsome man I’ve ever laid eyes on.” she said playfully, poking him in the ribs.
It tickled where she poked him, so he grabbed her began tickling her furiously. Mia squealed with laughter, trying to tickle him back to get him to stop. They wrestled around for a couple minutes, laughing until their sides hurt. When they couldn’t take any more, they curled up next to each other, Mia resting her head in the crook of Remus’s shoulder, tracing circles on his chest.
“I want you to meet my dad” she said after a few moments of silence.
“Your dad?” he asked, sitting up slightly.
“Yeah, I’m having dinner with him for my birthday. Will you come? I’ll call him and tell him your coming.”
Mia looked up at Remus with a hopeful expression.
“Technically I’ve met your father before” Remus chuckled.
“And he obviously doesn’t remember you” Mia rolled her eyes at him.
“Do you think your dad will react the way your mum did?” he asked, with a slight nervous expression. “Because, I’m, you know… older?”
Mia shrugged “I have no idea. I won’t tell him you were my teacher” she winked hopping out of bed.
“Please don’t…” he said with a soft snicker.
“Sooo, you’ll come?” she asked, her eyes glimmered with the excitement of a child asking if they could have an ice cream cone at a local fair.
“If you want me there, I will be there” Remus said warmly.
“I’ll go call him!” Mia grinned excitedly.
Remus stood up and stretched, hearing a faint “Lt. Colonel John Roswell, US Air Force please” coming from the kitchen. He walked out into the living room of the flat, looking at Mia pacing by the phone, twirling the cord between her fingers. Remus thought she looked beautiful with her hair in a messy bun, standing there in plain gray panties and a black tank top. Her calves flexed as she raised herself up on her tip toes, then back down again. She was alluring; he couldn’t help but stare as she waited for her call to connect.
“John Roswell” a clipped, deep male voice said over the phone.
“Daddy? It’s Mia”
“Hey kiddo! Happy Birthday! I’m excited for dinner tonight” John said, his voice brightening.
“Yeah, me too, that’s why I was calling actually. I was wondering if I could bring a guest.”
“Sure, is it your friend Penelope? She seems like a nice girl.” John asked; his Midwestern American accent almost twangy.
“uhm, no, it’s my, uh, boyfriend; Remus.” Mia said awkwardly.
“Boyfriend?” John replied, his tone stiffening.
“Yes” Mia twirled the phone cord anxiously.
“Well, yes, I’d love to meet the young man. Remus, you say? What a strange name.” John said after a moment.
“It’s a family name. Listen, Dad, he looks a lot older than he is, bad genetics.” Mia said hastily, giving Remus a sympathetic grin, who returned a mime of him pretending that her words hurt him. “Just promise me you’ll be nice”
“I’ll be nice, but I’ll be giving him the ol’ John Roswell dating questionnaire over appetizers”
“Bye Dad, see you tonight” she said with a slight chuckle, rolling her eyes.
“Bye sweetie, see you and this Remus fellow soon.”
Mia waited until she heard the click on the other end before hanging up the phone. She was hoping John’s reaction to Remus would be much better than Susan’s.
“Bad genetics?” Remus said playfully, raising an eyebrow at her.
“Well, it was better than ‘Remus is a werewolf and it makes his hair gray faster” she snorted with laughter. “You’ll need your ID.”
“ID?” He asked with a hint of confusion.
“Yeah, your muggle ID; you need it to get on base” she repeated casually, clanging the kettle onto the stove to brew them some fresh tea.
“I don’t have a muggle ID…” he said slowly.
Mia turned around and looked at him with an awestruck gaze, but then softened when she remembered that it wasn’t normal to have to lie and pretend you were a normal muggle to a parent.
“Well, we’ll have to get you one today. Any chance you have a birth certificate?” she asked, figuring she knew the answer.
He shook his head, and she rolled her eyes at him “wizards.”
Mia and Remus spent part of the morning getting his identification papers in order. Mia charmed a couple pieces of parchment to assume the look that Remus had proper muggle paperwork to obtain an ID. She had him put her address as his residence, and his picture turned out as great as most people’s ID- not well.
“One, this picture doesn’t even move, and two, this picture is hideous” he said as they were walking down the street, he observing his ID carefully.
“Everyone’s picture sucks” she laughed “here, look at mine”
Remus observed her ID carefully. “Your picture is beautiful!” he exclaimed in frustration.
“Shut up” she snorted playfully.
They walked up to a charming little house with a large front porch and planters of flowers framing the porch stairs. Mia grabbed a key from her key ring and unlocked the door, walking in. Remus looked at her puzzled, for which she responded casually “neighbors are muggles”. They had arrived at Susan’s house, Mia insisting they needed to borrow ‘the jag’ for their trip. Remus wasn’t sure was this meant, and when he asked she gave him a look that insinuated he was an idiot.
“Mum! I’m taking the jag to see dad!” she hollered, and the sound of footsteps thundered down the stairs.
“I don’t like you taking that expensive car! You don’t drive enough and you might get into a wreck!” Susan called as she came down the stairs.
“Mum, I’ll be fine. I promise.” She said grinning.
Susan stopped in her tracks when she saw Remus standing in the foyer of the house. She and him locked eyes for a moment, tension building.
“Oh, hello Remus.” She said curtly.
“Hi Susan” he replied politely.
“I’m taking Remus to meet Dad” Mia said, a slight sneer in her voice.
Susan’s lips pursed at this, Remus wasn’t sure if Susan was thinking the dinner wasn’t going to go well, or if Susan was irritated he was going in the first place.
“My ex-husband doesn’t know of our world, Remus, as I hope you remember. Mind your tongue while you are there.” Susan said coldly. “And Amelia, happy birthday, but I better not receive a call that you crashed that very expensive car of mine.”
Mia rolled her eyes “yes mum. I’ll be careful. Come on, let’s go”
She motioned to Remus to exit the house, but he turned to look at Susan one more time.
“It was nice seeing you, Susan” he said warmly.
Susan didn’t say anything, her lips pursed again but she gave him a slight nod, and then retreated back up the stairs. They walked out the front door, down the porch and around the house to the detached garage that was nestled in a blanket of bushes. Mia opened a small box on the trim of the garage door, punched in a code, and it began to open.
“It was nice seeing you, Susan” she said mockingly, giving him a maniacal grin.
“What?” he laughed, and then looked awestruck when a handsome black car came into view. “Is this, the ‘jag’? Or whatever?”
“Yeah, a Jaguar” she said with an eye roll. “Get in”
Mia was driving down the road while Remus was opening and closing compartments, unsure of what to make of this car. He hadn’t been inside a car other than Arthur’s Ford Anglia since he was a very small child, which wasn’t anywhere as nice as this one.
“How do you know how to drive this thing?” He asked, watching the muggles pass by as they drove.
“I learned” she said sarcastically “My dad taught me when I was 16. Spent the whole summer learning; every muggle teenager learns to drive. Pretty cool because the driving age was lower in America than in Britain”
Remus thought this interesting; Mia never really talked much about her time in America on holiday breaks, but hearing things like this made him wonder if she felt like she lived a double life at times. They drove for a few minutes until they reached the vast structure that was the Air Force base, big enough to house the Royal Air force and the US air force in one facility. Mia pulled the car up to a handsome young blonde gentleman in uniform, handing him her and Remus’ ID cards.
“What’s your business on base today?” the airman asked, his American accent was similar to John’s.
“Amelia Roswell and Remus Lupin, here to see Lt. Colonel John Roswell with the US Air force.” She said politely, giving the airmen a friendly smile.
The airman flashed a smile back at her, Remus’ insides crawling with irritation. He knew what type of smile he was giving her.
“You must be his daughter” the airman said, leaning on the car to get a closer look at her.
“Yes, visiting him for my birthday.” She said, her tone was polite and friendly.
“ah, well, Happy birthday” he said, smirking slightly as he glanced back down at their ID cards before handing them back to her.
“Thank you” she said, nodding her head, reminding herself to be polite and not roll her eyes. She didn’t want to make her father look bad by being rude.
“Sure thing, Amelia. You know where to park?” the airman said “if not I can escort you myself”
The airman’s words were dripping with sweetness; Remus could’ve sworn he saw his pearly white teeth sparkle. He fought the irritation begging to break through the surface with all his might.
“Mia. And yes, I know where visitor parking is, Airman…” she paused to look at his uniform tag “Richardson”
“Senior Airman Richardson” The airman gleamed with pride. “Sweet ride, by the way.”
He winked at her as she drove through the gates to the visitor parking lot.
“What a wanker!” she laughed “did you see the way he was looking at me?”
“Oh, yes” Remus replied cooly.
Mia’s face felt hot as she pulled into a parking spot. “Now you stop that Remus. Remember I love you and am bringing you to meet my father, not senior airman douchebag.”
Remus sighed, but then smiled at her. “Yes, sorry.”
“Give me your wand” she said, taking hers out.
“What?”
“Your wand” she repeated, setting hers into her lap.
She waved her right hand over the wand, transfiguring it to a bobby pin that she gently tucked in her hair. Remus stared at her, his mouth gaping.
“Remus, give me your wand.” She repeated firmly, holding her hand out.
“How did you do that…” he said, looking to the bobby pin that was now tucked right behind her ear.
“Mum taught me. You can’t walk through security with a wand, I’ll give it back once were through.”
He handed her his wand, still staring at her vacantly. She waved her hand, and his wand turned into an identical bobby pin as hers.
“It’s a handy trick if you’re going somewhere that you’ll get patted down. It doesn’t allow for quick draw in an emergency, but I always transfigure it back once I’m through security at airports and on base.” she said, getting out of the car. He joined her, wrapping his arm around her shoulders as they walked up to the visitors entrance.
“Wandless magic is extremely complex” he said, looking down at her with a small smile. “You are an extraordinary witch. I can’t tell you this enough”
Mia rolled her eyes and wrapped her arm around his torso. “Shut up” she chuckled, a smile spreading wide on her face.
After they were pat down and sent through a metal detector, they were led to a large office after the guard at the visitor’s entrance radio’d John to let him know his visitors had arrived. Mia transfigured their wands back to their original state once they were alone in the office, Remus still awestruck at her ability to do this wandless. They sat down in the two chairs positioned on the other side of his desk, that was decorated with a plaque reading Lt. Colonel John H. Roswell, a US Air Force coffee mug holding many ink pens, and a bobble head of a man with a very strange head, dressed in scarlet and gray, which read ‘Brutus Buckeye’ at the base. The walls had a few posters of The Ohio State University Football team, and some man named Woody Hayes dressed in the same scarlet and grey that Remus assumed, was the team colors.
“What’s Ohio State University?” Remus asked innocently.
“The Ohio State University is my dad’s favorite American football team. He’s obsessed. He went there for school also.” Mia said as rolled her eyes.
Waiting was torture; Remus’ leg was bobbing up and down anxiously, thankful that he had decided to wear his nicest suit pants and dress shirt for the occasion. He felt his heart skip a beat when John entered the office, Mia jumping up to hug her father instantly.
“Hey Kiddo!” he exclaimed, giving her a hug.
Remus stood up in anticipation to shake John’s hand, feeling awkward and out of place.
“Daddy, this is Remus” Mia said smiling, motioning to him next to her.
John’s eyes narrowed as he shook Remus’ hand.
“John Roswell” he said, looking Remus up and down.
“Remus Lupin, it’s a pleasure to meet you.” Remus said warmly, silently cheering to himself that his voice came across as smooth as it did.
John plopped himself in his office chair, the Brutus Buckeye bobble head shaking furiously from the earthquake he made sitting down. John was maybe 3” shorter than Remus, but was built very muscular with tan skin and glossy black hair. His hazel eyes mirrored Mia’s almost identically, and Remus could see they shared the same ears also.
“So, I’m going to be honest, when Mia said her boyfriend looked older than he was, I still wasn’t expecting a graying man with wrinkles.” John said frankly.
“Dad!” Mia cried, embarrassed by her father’s lack of couth.
“Bad genetics” Remus coughed awkwardly.
“How old are you anyway?” he asked, his eyes flickering dangerously.
“35” Remus said quietly.
“Well, seeing as how I’m 44 and my daughter is 20, you’re closer to my age than hers. How did you two meet, anyway?” John asked, his stare making Remus uncomfortable.
Remus opened his mouth to speak, but Mia beat him to the punch.
“He’s a regular customer at the wine and cheese shop, even though he prefers scotch over wine. He actually has worked with Mum; he does consulting work for the police department. He used to be a professor, though.” Mia lied so smoothly there was no crack where the truth started and the lies stopped.
“Ah traded academia for a career of doing the detective’s bitch work?” John said in a playful tone, but his posture and gaze still not relaxing.
“Something like that” Remus said with a forced smile.
“So you say he knows your mother, what does she think of this?” John said, turning back to Mia.
Mia shrugged “she’s furious, of course”.
John sighed and relaxed in his chair. “Does this man make you happy?”
“Yes, very much” she said, giving Remus a smile.
“And does he treat you well? With respect?” the look on John’s face was fatherly and stern.
“Yes, daddy, yes. He is a good man, I promise.” Mia said, still smiling at Remus, taking his hand.
Remus smiled back at her, squeezing her hand.
“Well, if you’re happy and he’s treating you right, I guess I have no reason to object. My ex-wife is quite the ball breaker, I’m sure you’ve gotten enough flak from her.”
“I wouldn’t say I’m her favorite person…” Remus said, giving a small laugh.
“Well, let me ask you something Remus, before we head off to dinner. This is the real deal breaker.” John said, leaning forward and placing his elbows on the desk. He clasped his hands together, looking at Remus with a wide grin.
“DAD! We’re British!!” Mia groaned and threw her face in her hands; she knew the idiotic question that was coming.
“How do you feel about the state of Michigan?”***
John, Remus and Mia went off base for dinner. Mia drove the 3 of them to a sports pub a few miles away from base, Mia insisting she was craving chicken wings.
“What do you think of this sweet jag, Remus? She’s a beaut, huh?” John had exclaimed when they got into the car.
“Yeah, she’s… gorgeous” Remus said, trying to sound casual.
Mia had to stifle back a snort of laughter, knowing full well Remus wasn’t fawning over the car like John was.
They ordered some chicken wings and beer at the sports pub, along with some nachos and potato skins. They had been casually chatting about the menu and favorite foods for the first few minutes of dinner, Remus’s nerves settling down.
“So, Remus, what did you teach?” John asked between bites of nachos.
“Pardon?” Remus asked hastily, taking a sip of his beer.
He knew full well what John was asking, but he needed a minute to think of what muggle subject he could pretend to know.
“What did you teach, at the university you were at?” John repeated.
“He taught criminal justice” Mia interjected casually. “It helped him tremendously when he decided to switch into consulting work for the police.”
Mia was lying through her teeth, and she did it with such grace and effort. Remus was impressed that John didn’t pick up on her fibs.
“And how is working with my ex-wife?” John chuckled.
“She’s great at what she does” Remus said, which wasn’t a lie; Susan was one of the best Aurors the Ministry had. “She’s put a lot of bad people behind bars”
“Sounds like ol’ Susan” John said. “Such a ball breaker, she gave my late wife a run for her money with her fury. Susan was always so intense; Miranda was much more free spirited.”
“Yes, Mia told me about her step-mother. I’m so sorry for your loss” Remus said kindly, noticing Mia’s posture stiffen at the mention of Miranda.
“Thanks, she was great, ya know. Breast cancer ran in her family, but she was so young when they found it. 37. They hadn’t been scanning her for it yet because of her age, so when they found it, it was too late.” John said, gazing down at his plate of chicken bones.
“Dad, who is Senior Airman Richardson?” Mia changed the subject hastily. “He was a real wanker at the gate.”
“Eric? He’s stationed here like me. Nice young man, about your age Mia. Was he rude to you? Should I rough him up?” John looked concerned.
“No, no he was just flirtatious; offered to show me the visitor parking himself. He is very proud to be senior airman.” Mia chuckled.
John waved his hand in dismissal, swallowing a sip of his beer. “Oh he’s harmless. Just tell him to shut up. He loves to brag about his recent promotion.”
Mia and Remus laughed; both of them were reminded of Percy Weasley.
Dinner went well the rest of the evening; John and Remus were getting along nicely, making Mia feel at ease. They all ate a large piece of cheesecake after their meals, as Mia claimed it was sacrilege to not enjoy cheesecake on her birthday. As the check came, both Remus and John reached for it.
“No, no, Remus- my treat. I’ve been looking forward to taking my little girl out all week” John said with a flashing smile
Remus didn’t fight him on the check, he honestly was worried about picking up the tab with how many beers all of them ordered plus the many dozens of chicken wings, but he didn’t want to seem like a mooch. Mia put her hand on his thigh under the table, letting him know it was ok; she had picked up on what he was trying to do.
“So will you guys be coming for Thanksgiving? I don’t think the Colonel is going to be able to get us guys back to the US for the holiday so we’re planning on doing a potluck at my place.” John said, setting the bill folder upright with his credit card sticking ajar.
“Yes, we’d love to be there” Mia said, turning to Remus and grinning.
“What exactly is ‘thanksgiving’?” Remus asked, knowing he sounded stupid.
“One of the most American holidays out there! Besides 4th of July.” John said jovially. “Basically we eat in excess and think about what were thankful for. There’s a bunch of history behind it, but I just cook the turkey and go with it.”
Remus nodded, looking slightly perplexed.
“Dad, Remus got me the most beautiful bouquet of flowers this morning…” she said, changing the subject.
She raved about the color and variety of the bouquet, her face gleaming as if she had won a pile of galleons. Remus zoned out from the conversation as he watched her interact with her father. He loved the way her nose crinkled when she laughed, and the glimmer in her hazel eyes when she was talking about something that excited her. He could get lost in those eyes, the gold flecks in them dancing like a flame in a soft breeze.
Arriving back on base, Mia and Remus dropped John back off at this office. They stepped out of the car to say goodbye, John pulling Mia into a hug and kissing the top of her head.
“Happy Birthday, kiddo; Remus, it’s been a pleasure—“
He held his hand out to shake Remus’s, his handshake firm and confident.
“Pleasures been all mine” Remus said politely, wringing his hand out when John turned back to Mia.
They finished their goodbyes, and got in the car to drive home. They were quiet again for a minute, the streetlights flashing past them as she drove.
“You know what the best part of my birthday was?” she asked.
“Hmm?” he asked, looking out the car window.
“Getting to spend it with you” she grinned
Remus let out a bark of laughter, turning to look at her.
“Shut up” he laughed.
“What??” she cried, a big smile on her face.
“That was the cheesiest thing I’ve ever heard” he snickered, taking her hand that wasn’t on the steering wheel.
“Whatever, you love me.” She smirked.
“More than you know” he said under his breath, kissing the back of her hand
They sat quietly the rest of the car ride, both enjoying each other’s presence and content with the silence.
Author's notes:
So, I'm sure many of you didn't get the state of Michigan joke that I marked with ***, and I think its quite funny when you understand the context!
Buckeye fans aka fans of THE Ohio State University are the craziest sports fans in America. We are nuts. We love the buckeyes, especially football, the current football coach Urban Meyer is practically a god, and our biggest rivals is the University of Michigan, however we dislike Michigan State University just as much, so pretty much 'that state up north' we don't like. The week of the UM/OSU game, people literally cross out every single M that is found on campus. Road signs, campus signs, any work that has an M in it, the M gets crossed out in red tape. Its insane. I've known Uber drivers who have had people get out of the Uber mid-ride because their driver was just born in Michigan. We even have a song called ' We don't give a damn about the whole state of Michigan'.
I'm roping John in with these die-hard OSU fans, so a boyfriend of his daughter better not be a Michigan fan, or there's going to be trouble. These fans are literally that intense, It's crazy.
Now, I personally am not a psychotic fan like that, I just enjoy some friendly football competition and sporting my local University, so If you are from or live in Michigan, I promise, I don't hate you! :)
Thank you all for reading Forever and Always thus far, and GO BUCKS!
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