Thread: Too Far Gone [Ama + Randomname98766789]

Angela couldn't help but feel serene as she pulled the brunette in to her arms, hands clasping at Tara's shoulders while she simply took a minute to rest her head in the crook of Tara's neck and breathe in reality. Okay, this was real. This was very, very real - and damn it, no one was going to take this away from her now. After Angela had a moment to truly appreciate holding Tara in her arms once again, something she had worried she would never do again, she pulled away. With her hands on Tara's shoulders, bent at the elbow with a little distance between them, Ange simply smiled. Not some little, fake smile - there was genuine joy on her face as a wide grin took over. While Angela had stayed overall hopeful about finding Tara once again, she also knew that in a world like this it was best not to get your hopes up. So, this was what she had hoped for in a world where she was prepared for the worst in a way, knowing the chances had been slim just made this meeting even more amazing. With that smile still on her lips, Angela's thumb stroked Tara's cheek and she leaned in. With the space between them gone once more Angela could do little other than kiss the other woman soft but with so much happiness that she thought she might start crying if she didn't let go quickly. Tears be damned she was going to get her fill of her girlfriend, though, and somehow the blonde managed to hold them back. When she pulled away her fingers were still gingerly touching Tara's cheek, and there was no hiding the glossy sheen in her eyes in her defense, they were happy tears and she had not actually started crying yet. Everything about Angela was soft - from her curves to the waves in her hair to the quiet, affectionate tone she used like Tara was an angel sent to her specifically. She wasn't timid, medicine had no place for those who couldn't stand their own ground, but she was a hopeless romantic and a dreamer optimistic but cautious. She was someone who could see the worst in the world and still manage to find hope and happiness, and moments like this were why. Hey beautiful, I've been looking for you. What were the chances? Out of all of the things that could have happened they had found each other, through strangers they had never before met but both owed for the damage they had rallied behind. Angela didn't believe in coincidences in her eyes, everything that happened was for a reason. Perhaps in the end this was where they were meant to be, together and on the right side of the battle. Whether that was true or not, Angela felt indebted to both Maggie and Josh - and all of the others too. ---- As soon as bodies collided Maggie was pushed against the wall of the tunnel, hands on her hips and hot breath on her lips as she and her husband wasted no words. Their tongues danced together in her mouth and Josh wasn't overtly rough, no, but he wasn't exactly gentle as he pinned her between his muscular form and concrete. Maggie's hands did not hesitate to grab at him, first at the sides of his shirt then trailing up his back, his shoulders, his hair, his face. The way that the pair kissed was passionate and just a hint of desperate, and though Maggie had known that this moment was going to come, that didn't change how overwhelmingly relieved she felt when she was able to have his hands on him again. While the pair had been apart many times over the years, Maggie had never been able to quell her worries even though she knew that one day he would come back to her. Once upon a time, that had been because she knew deep in her heart that there had been the chance he wouldn't. Now? Now there should have been no reason for them to be pried apart. They had both agreed after they had reunited back at her daddy's farm that they weren't supposed to leave each other alone again. Of course, neither of them could have been prepared for the Governor's final attack and it was neither of their faults that they weren't able to keep that promise. I knew you'd be alright, she breathed as she continued to hold him close. She held on to his face even as they pulled apart, bodies still pressed together and the wide, tight-lipped smile on her lips said all that it needed to. She wasn't done kissing him just yet though, and she leaned back in to steal another from him. While she generally did not initiate tongue action, not with other people around at least, that kiss was no simple peck - no kiss they shared was devoid of the emotion and passion between them, and the situation they were in only enhanced that passion and need for each other. Maggie honestly would have been happy to keep kissing him forever but unfortunately that was not a viable option right now. She had been right about Josh taking this path - that meant there was a good chance that others had come across the signs to Terminus as well. As much as she wished to stay in this world where they were the only people around, now that she knew he was okay her focus switched to figuring out if anyone else was. I think the others might have come this way, too. They're smart, they're alive. We should try to find them. She didn't let go of him, not for a second, as she spoke but there was a light in her eyes, an optimistic hope that they weren't the only ones left. Maggie always put others before herself, sometimes to the point that she didn't consider her own needs. Her wanting to seek out the rest of the prison group was no surprise, but even as she spoke she still couldn't even consider letting go of her husband just yet.