“Surprise?” she asked, blinking away tears, and Josiah gently wiped them off with his thumbs.
“We missed you so much,” Denny said, stroking her back.
“Do a little twirl,” Jo said, doing the gesture with his hand.
Sammie let out a giggle and did as told in the most theatrical way possible.
She looked good. Happy and fit, and exhausted. Her dark hair was in her signature Viking braids and she was dressed in jeans and plaid instead of leather like she would while performing.
“Now you,” she insisted, and they both turned with much less flourish. “Not bad.”
“Thanks, I guess?” Josiah snarked.
They grinned at one another, and then went for another three-way hug, because holy fuck did it feel good to be back together.
“Oh my God, why are you sweaty?” Sammie shrieked when she touched Josiah’s arm.
“Renovations upstairs,” Jo explained.
“Wow, okay. Kinda hot though.” She grinned, then glanced at Denny.
He… blushed.
“I was just going to get lunch for everyone, will you—?”
“Yeah!” she said too quickly. “I’ll come with! See you soon Jo!” She leaned up to kiss his cheek and then grabbed Denny’s hand and started to tug him away.
He could sense a third degree coming.
