Sam had taken the day off from work at the news firm he worked for. He had never been more excited then today. He could hardly believe that Justin was coming home. It had been eight years, and even though they kept in contact, he just couldn't get used to him not being by him. If it hadn't been for him, Sam wouldn't have made it through High school. He could barely make it now, even though he was more confident then before he still wasn't as strong without him there. Sam was sitting by himself in the airport waiting for Justin's plane to arrive writing his newest article and finishing his column. When he heard Justin's plane arrive his eyes shot to the exit gates and he shot to his feet trying desperately to see over everyone. After realizing he was to short he grabbed his laptop and pushed his way through the crowd of people to get to the front. He was more desperate to see him now then before. He was so eager to hold him kiss him, just touch him again feel his arms around him again that it was killing him. As he got to the front he set his bag with his equipment down and tried desperately to spot Justin through the crowd of people making there way out of the plane. You'd think it would be easy to spot someone in uniform, especially when you love them as much as Sam was.