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Fly me to the Moon *SJ*

Scarlett rolled her shoulders as she stood in the Pre-Check TSA line. It'd been nearly a decade since she had to fly commercially. There was never much of a need for publicity after you.

A friend of a colleague at a wrap party, she was not fond of her costar, but you intrigued her plenty. When you casually mentioned you had been working for the guy since you finished your pilot's licensing she perked up. It was an in for Scarlett to make sure you met again.

An hour later she was taking your business card, and blushing to herself as you gently kissed her knuckles in a bid of farewell.

Originally you two were boss and client, it was a respectable relationship, but Scarlett didn't waste any time before making you her friend that also works for her, just like Kate. The only difference being she wanted you to be hers.

It took awhile, but surely enough you two were inseparable, except for when one of her jobs takes her away from you for half of a year.

Like this last one did. All she wanted was for you and one of your pilot buddies to come get her so that she could rest in your lap while you bantered with your colleague as she napped.

But then she got the last minute call, you were frantic and apologetic just the same as you told her none of your private jets were working. She nearly cried on the phone, but she didn't want you to feel any worse so she stifled her sniffle and thanked you for handling this flight.

If she wanted to wait it would be a week before you could ensure one jet would be running. She refused, and at the sound of her quiet whimper you booked her a first class flight in the middle of the morning to ensure the airport was calm.

Once she settled into her seat at the back of the first class cabin she placed her noise cancelling headphones on. Her purse was settled beneath the seat, and her others were loaded into the overhead cabin by an eager flight attendant.

The blonde sighed, her fingers hovered over the call button of your contact, but she felt like the next time she heard you should be in person. So she texted you that she was about to take off, then smiled when you replied fast.

*Safe travels my love, see you soon 🥰.*

A saved playlist of hers was put on shuffle, and after about fifteen minutes she was sleeping.

The flight attendants called you, and as your girlfriend slept, you greeted the passengers.

There was no way in the world you'd trust another to fly your wifey home. This had all been an elaborate scheme, setting you up for the, hopefully, grandest proposal of a lifetime.

Scarlett slept for about six hours before she woke up feeling restless. She used the ability to walk freely to her advantage, stretching her limbs out as she moved to relieve her bladder.

Then she returned to her seat, pulled out a novel you'd recommended, and let herself get lost in the story as she willed time to pass by.

When the seatbelt sign flashed she removed her headphones, packing them and the book into her bag as she heard the flight attendant tell the businessman next to her that it was about five more minutes before landing.