100 Ways to Say 'I Love You' | Mileven 💕✅

97. I'll pick you up at the airport

97. I'll pick you up at the airport

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Mike had gone on a joint holiday with Holly and Nancy (as Karen was recovering from her sudden broken leg, and Ted very, very rarely spoke to the family). Before take off, Mike had rung El, to see if she was still ok with picking him up from the airport.

"I'll pick you up from the airport," she promised before he'd gotten on the plane there.

"Mike, I promised I'll be there," she said like it was the most obvious thing ever.

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When Mike landed back in Indiana, back in the country he knows. Back to his wife and his little boy.

Even though Mike loved his sister's and his mom, he wanted to see the woman he married, the little baby that she'd protected for 8½ months inside of her and went through 8 hours of agony to bring the little boy into the world.

He grabbed his suitcase from the belt and waited for the girls' to get their suitcases, like the patient young man he was raised to be.

Suitcases found, they walked to the arrival area, and tried to spot their loved ones.

For Nancy, it was Jonathan and their young ones.
Holly was still living at home with Karen.
For Mike, it was El and their young one.

Nancy quickly spotted Jonathan's tall, lanky and awkward form, standing high above the crowd with their eldest on his shoulders - waving madly at her mother - and their youngest, fast asleep in his pushchair.

A tight Wheeler group hug and sent Nancy on her way. Tiredly into the arms of her equally tired husband, and their excitable babies.

Holly was the one that spotted her sister-in-law El, smiling sleepily at her family, as she slowly stands up, their youngster clinging to her like a koala bear (gently sitting on her growing stomach.

Even though their son was just over a year and a half old, he loved cuddles from his parents - especially his mom - and barely made a move when she stood up.

A smile brightened Mike's face, as his eyes caught his wife's. "Say hello to El for us," Karen comments, rubbing her son's back as she and Holly walked out of the airport.

"Will do, mom!" Mike called, as he dragged himself and his suitcase into the arms of his beautiful bride. He hugged her gently but warmly, he rubbed the head of his beautiful boy, and where their second baby rests.

"I told you I'd pick you up," El said, proving her promise, along with a kiss on his cheek, which woke up young Wheeler.

"Daddy," came the tiny voice, reaching for his father.