Following her through the door and down the stair, he doesn't let go of her hand. His only hesitation comes when they stand by the front door; it hasn't opened for him in days. But he's paid his penance; when Fleur reaches for the knob it opens to the sights and sounds and smells -- most notably the smells -- of Luxor.
Thank heavens. Without a moment's hesitation or a backward glance, Bill follows Fleur through the door. His last thought before the door closes is that it's so, so good to be home.
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Date: 2006-04-29 06:14 pm (UTC)Thank heavens. Without a moment's hesitation or a backward glance, Bill follows Fleur through the door. His last thought before the door closes is that it's so, so good to be home.