"Dad, you know how I feel about this," Jace replied. "I never get to spend anytime with you because you're always working. This was supposed to be just for us."
Nathalie did her best to not listen, but she couldn't help but overhear the last part. "Just for us," he'd said. Not for her too, he'd implied. She did her best to remain stolid.
"Plans change, Jace."
"Yeah, but this one shouldn't have! I've been looking forward to this trip for a year and a half, dad!"
Nathalie distracted herself by looking at the schedule of the flights. Theirs wasn't here yet.
Henry started to say something more before seeing that Jace wasn't interested in hearing it so stopped.
"Sir," Nathalie spoke up. Their flight had popped up.
"Yes Nathalie?" Henry asked, still looking at his son, who was avoiding his gaze.
"Our flight is ready to be boarded," she informed him simply. She allowed herself one quick glance at Jace.
Jace returned her gaze with a firm glare. He hated the fact that she was here.
Nathalie coughed to clear her throat. "Do you need me to carry anything, Jace?" she asked politely.
Jace simply glared. He didn't want to verbally respond.
Nathalie wasn't sure of what to do, so she tentatively reached out and took some of the things he was carrying, mindfully keeping her tablet tucked in her grip.
Jace yanked his luggage back from Nathalie, glaring.
Her tablet slipped out of her fingers and hit the floor before she could catch it. She scooped it up and examined it quickly for damages before tucking it under her shoulder and looking at Jace again. "I'm sorry," she said quietly.
"Apology not accepted," He growled, turning away.
Nathalie nodded slowly. "You have every right to be mad, Jace," she said softly, the busy airport almost covering her words.
"You're damn right I do," Jace hissed.
She tensed for a moment before turning to Henry again. "Mr. Manchester, our flight is boarding," she informed him again.
"Right. This way," Henry said, leading the way.
Nathalie followed him with quick, diligent strides. She checked the time. It would be her fault if they were late.
Jace suddenly realised that he would probably be sitting next to Nathalie the whole plane ride.
Nathalie noticed a flicker of something cross Jace's expression. She told herself not to say anything.
"Here's your ticket Jace," Henry said. "Don't lose it."
"I'm 17. Not 5."
Nathalie accepted her ticket from Henry as well. "Thank you," she said quietly. She decided it was best to just keep to herself for the plane ride.
"Yes! Window seat!" Jace yelled, seeing his seat number.
Nathalie checked her number. She was in the middle. Great, she couldn't help but think.
Jace walked towards where he needed yo go.
(Want to just time skip to when they're on the plane?)
(in all honesty I have no idea where this is going anymore)
(Want to timeskip to when they arrive?)
