Even with all the revelry, even with Bishop playing his guitar and Leo mixing cocktail after cocktail, the flight to Australia was a long one. So, when they finally touched down on land, the entire group was relieved to finally be off the plane. Though their bodies and minds felt like it was four thirty in the afternoon, the rest of Sydney was convinced it was three thirty in the morning. Surrendering to the local culture, the group maintained a low profile—opting for checking into their rooms at the resort they were staying at for the next couple of days and taking it easy. Maddie and Harry were staying in a top-floor two bedroom suite with Harry's Security Officers in a suite of their own across the hall from them. Bishop and Ella were next door with Leo and Sean—who would only be there until that night after the wedding when he would join Kiki in the Bridal suite. Maddie laughed as Harry and his friends easily took up two floors of the resort. It was going to be a wild adventure. Because they were worn from the trip, and a little tipsy from Leo's experiments, going to sleep seemed like the most natural thing to do. So they settled and they slept. And when they woke, early afternoon on the 31st in Sydney, Australia, they had a decadent lunch, dressed for the beach, and headed for the sun and surf—such a stark contrast to what they left behind; as was the trip.
"You brought a flask?" Maddie eyed Bishop as they set up on the beach; lounge chairs, umbrellas, towels. They were quite the group. "To the beach. You brought a flask?" Her lips twitched in a smirk.
"I did," he nodded, tipping it back and then holding it out to her. "Care for a swallow good Doctor?"
"No thanks," she shook her head with a laugh as Harry caught up with them; wrapping his arm around her waist from behind and kissing her neck. "Mmmm..."
"Good morning," he growled into her ear; making her hair stand on end. "What do we have here?"
"Bishop's drinking," she turned her head to kiss him properly.
"Is he sharing?" Harry's eyes twinkled.
"He is," Bishop cut in, holding the flask out to Harry. Taking it, Harry tipped his head back and swallowed, his arm never leaving Maddie's waist.
"Thanks man," Harry handed it back to him and grinned at Maddie. "It's a holiday my darling. What is breakfast without a little scotch?"
"Gross," Maddie's eyes rolled as Ella laughed. Bishop, Leo and Sean were pulling off their shirts, slipping off sandals; preparing for the water.
"If you don't want scotch, we can get you something else," Harry turned to look towards the resort, waving at a tropically dressed waiter who was quick to move their way. "What do you want love? Orange juice? Coffee? Champagne?" He chuckled at the look on her face before turning a pleasant demeanor to the young man who stepped up to them. "Hi there."
"Good Afternoon," the young man took them all in with a warm smile. "Can I help you with anything?"
"You can," Harry smiled, pulling his key card from his bag and handing it to the young man. "This is where we're staying," he pointed to Maddie and back to himself. "She's with me. Whatever she wants...whatever it is...put it on my room. Would you do that for me?"
"Absolutely sir," he nodded; not at all put off by what was a normal request for him. "Ma'am? Can I get you anything?" Maddie's eyes were watching Harry with a grin in place.
"Tell the gentleman what you want, love. He'll get it for you," Harry's hand at the base of her neck pulled her in for another kiss.
"An iced tea would be lovely, thank you," Maddie smiled at the young man.
"Right away," he nodded and stepped away.
"An iced tea?" Harry laughed. "You can have anything you want and you go with an iced tea."
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The Unexpected Journey-A Prince Harry Fan Fic
FanfictionThe Unexpected Journey is the story of a young woman who sets out on a mission and finds a surprising, royal, detour. I began writing this story on Tumblr and followed a suggestion to post it here. It's a tad fluffy, a dash dramatic, but a lot of...