#{leila}

"I love you. Will you be mine - today, tomorrow and reaching into eternity?"

You excited, Bub?

Mhm!

Eleanor’s squeezing Eddie’s other arm, the combination of nerves and her own excitement becoming slightly overwhelming. Eddie gives her a reassuring nod, though the way he worry’s his thumb against his walking stick gives his own anxiety away.

You say as soon as you see her, okay?

Mhm!

Charlie’s normally talkative nature is put to the side as he laser focus’ on finding her. They head towards baggage claim, and he still can’t see her. He spots a woman with red hair like him, but huffs frustratedly when she turns and it’s definitely not her. He starts to get worried as they stand waiting for their luggage, still scanning the vast space around them. ‘What if Mummy forgot? What if she’s not here? What if the bad man-‘

His troubling thoughts stop in their tracks as he spots something.

Through a small gap between a group of people, over on the other side of the terminal, he can see a lady with soft features, red hair, and green eyes, who’s stood next to a tall man with dark blonde hair. His face breaks into a massive grin.

MY MUMMY!

Charlie’s hand slips from Eddie’s as he breaks into a dash across the floor, going as fast as his little legs can manage, his rocket shaped backpack jostling from side to side behind him. He can’t hear Eddie and Eleanor calling him back, or their stunned silence as they see who he’s running to. He can’t see the way Eleanor’s eyes instantly fill with joyful tears, covering her mouth with her fingers, or the way Eddie has to swallow his own tears back. He can only see his Mummy right in front of him. People move to the side before Charlie can bowl them over.

MUMMY! MUMMY, I’M HERE, MUMMY, I’M HERE!

When he reaches her, he crashes into her open arms and knocks her from her crouched position onto the floor, clinging onto her tightly, Teddy flying out of his hand and landing at the blonde man’s feet. He instantly feels her warmth and smells the lavender from her body wash, feeling a secureness he’s too young to fully comprehend. Grammy and Grampy feel safe, and he loves them too, but something about his Mummy holding him after such a long time feels just right. She feels like home. He looks up at her from his position in her arms with unadulterated love.

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