Backdated to July, 14th.
They both knew this day was coming, and as much as she liked having Adam around, he had his own life, and she had hers. It was a fact of Immortality, especially with them. Their lives had always come between them and whatever it was they had.
Quinn watched as he tossed his bag in the back of the rental. She'd usually been the first one to leave whether she was traveling with a band of gypsies or fleeing Paris with Charles. Now it was his turn.
"You know if I didn't have somewhere to be, I'd stay," he said, walking back to where she stood in the doorway. He'd never said where that was, and she hadn't asked.
"I know," she said on a sigh. "It's just I hate saying goodbye."
Adam gently ran a thumb down her cheek, his dark hazel eyes soft and warm. There was so much she wanted to say to him, but it all boiled down to three simple words. She supposed they were the hardest syllables to say in any language.
"Do you regret what happened?" he asked quietly.
Quinn shook her head. "No, of course not."
"Good," he replied with his trademark impish smirk. "Because I wouldn't let you."
He leaned down and gently kissed her. Although it wasn't the most passionate kiss they'd shared, the warrior in her didn't want to admit any weaknesses, but the woman in her was distinctly light-headed.
"I'll see you again before you know it," Adam said huskily, resting his forehead against hers. "This, whatever it is, isn't going away any time soon. Besides, you didn't think you'd get rid of me that
easily, did you?"
Quinn chuckled. "Oh, go on before you miss your flight."
He smiled, took a step back, and tweaked the tip her nose between the knuckles of his index and middle fingers.
"Alright," he smirked. "Y'know, if you ever felt like visiting New York..."
She nodded as he walked back over to the car and opened the door.
"Just let me know you got there alright?" she called out. "Phone, email, whatever. I don't care what time it is."
Adam nodded, and she thought he was going to say something more, but he only lifted his hand in a half-wave and climbed behind the wheel. Quinn waved in return. Tires crunched on the drive as he drove towards the main road. She lifted her hand once more before going back inside.
iris_angel used with permission