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Later that same evening, the strains of an old Kenny Chesney song drifted from the apartment as Scott approached the door. He smiled, fondly remembering that whenever she was in a good mood, country music would be heard. He'd watched her fly earlier that day, noticing instantly the moment she took the controls from Dianne; after all, he'd taught her to fly like that, so he damn well should be aware of when she took over! He knocked and waited.
Inside, a very satisfied, happy young pilot swayed around to the music. Dressed in baggy sweatpants and a t-shirt that said "Cowgirl-Up" on the front of it, Elise was feeling as if the world and its misery had been lifted from her shoulders. Flying had got her right back where she needed to be. Well, at least a starting point anyway. For the first time since coming to this island she felt confident, able to face her fears and ready for a challenge. She was ready. She also knew it wouldn't be easy.
As she started for the kitchen, she heard the knocking. Padding over to the door, she opened it, never thinking that Scott Tracy would be on the other side of it. "Oh!" she blurted out.
Scott smiled. "I'm sorry to disappoint you. Were you expecting someone else?"
"Er, no. Er, not at all. Please...come in," she indicated. Scott casually entered and turned to her, smiling.
"I take it you're in a good mood?" he asked, tilting his head to indicate the music.
Elise laughed and replied "Yes!" as the words "I go back to the pew, preacher and choir, singing 'bout God, brimstone and fire....."
"Nothing like Kenny to get the mood going!" she added as hit the remote to turn down the volume. "Have a seat. What brings you over here?" she asked.
Scott sat down. "I wanted to congratulate you on your flying this afternoon."
"You were watching?!"
"You betcha! Anything flies on or off this island, and I know about it!" They both laughed.
"You haven't changed a bit, have you, 'Captain Tracy'?" This time she meant it affectionately. The last time she'd referred to him by his rank, she'd almost torn his head off.
"Ouch." He winced, mockingly. He hadn't forgotten either.
"I was about to get a glass of wine; can I get you something?"
"Sure, whatever you're having is fine."
She poured the wine and bringing the bottle and two glasses over to the couch, she made herself comfy as she handed him one.
"Mmm... good," Scott said appreciatively.
"I'm glad you approve; it belongs to your dad." Scott raised an eyebrow in a silent question. "Don't worry, Kyrano let me have it. He said it wouldn't be really missed."
"He's right. Father has a collection you wouldn't believe."
Elise decided to cut to the chase, and asked, "How was my flying today?"
He looked at her, pausing for a brief moment. "I've never thought there was anything wrong with your flying, Elise. In fact you looked like you'd been landing on this island for years."
"Thanks," she humbly replied.
"I guess I came over here to find out how YOU are? Do you feel ready to get back into your game?"
She nodded. "Yes, Scott, I do. I know it won't be easy, but I'm ready. I need to be a key player in this team, and I'm ready to give it 110 per cent."
"That's my girl!" He smiled.
"Your girl? That's highly unlikely, I was under your command for what...20 seconds, so that now makes me yours?"
They both laughed and had some more wine. For the next few hours they talked about training, rescues, life in general, the good times, bad times, and even strolled down memory lane, going back to the Air Force days, laughing when one of them said, "Do you remember when..." and laughing even harder when the other did remember.
It was well past 1:00 am when Scott said he should get going. "I hadn't realized it had gotten so late. Sorry," Elise apologized as they walked to the door.
"No need to be sorry, I've enjoyed this evening."
"Me too."
As she opened the door, he turned to her. "Elise, I won't promise that being part of International Rescue is easy, but I want you to know I'll never regret convincing Dad to take you on board. I know it's been rough lately for you, but I'm proud to have you as a pilot."
Elise was taken back. She hadn't expected such as serious ending to a lovely laid back evening. "Scott, thanks. I, um, ...It means a lot to me to hear you say that. I won't let you or the team down."
They stood motionless for a few moments, just looking at each other, and then Scott spoke softly. "I know you won't Elise."
With that he bent down slightly and gave her a chaste kiss on her cheek. "Goodnight." He smiled and left.
Leaning back against the door as it closed, a stunned Elise glanced over to the two empty wine bottles. "It must be the wine. Yeah, that's it. It's the wine."
The sounds of Kenny Chesney once again filled the room... "...of the 50 yard line, a blanket of girls and some raspberry wine, wishing time would stop right in its tracks....I go back.....I go back."
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