Monique was looking out the window with a sign of sorrow on her face. It has been at least 3 years since she left New York to fulfill her dream in California to sing, but it felt like longer. She was a bit homesick, but she mostly missed Kowalski. Sure they talk on the phone from time to time when they're both free, but it's not the same. She looked up at the stars, wondering what would be the right thing to do.
Just then, her phone was ringing. Kowalski was calling and she managed to answer.
"Hello?"
"Hey, Monique. It's me."
"I know it's you, Kowalski. How was your day?"
"Let's see, malfunctioning experiments, paranoia, and helping others. Nothing new. What about you?"
"I'm just looking for some inspiration."
"Maybe آپ should write a song about Skipper's paranoia."
"Very funny. How are the others?"
"Rico's going to part time therapy so that no one would be suspicious about his psychotic energy."
"Wow. One of the Ninjas of New York finally gets some therapy."
"Are آپ alright, Monique? آپ sound upset."
"What? No, no, I'm fine. I'm just a little tired, that's all."
"Alright. I love you, Monique."
"I love you, too, Kowalski. Tell the others I کہا hi."
She hung up after a while and looked back at the night sky. She was very depressed, she just didn't want to seem like a sissy to Kowalski. She thought for a while: 3 years is probably long enough to be away from home. She went away from the window and starting packing. There's a good chance that the right thing to do would be to follow her دل and go back to New York.
Kowalski was not feeling too glad, either. He just went to the bathroom sink to wash his face. Without even knowing, Private saw him cleansing his face and saw that his eyes were a little bit red.
"You still miss her, huh?" Private asked, making Kowalski jump a little and turn around.
On the upside, though, it was Private that کہا that. The others wouldn't understand.
"It's been about 3 years, Private. What do آپ expect?" Kowalski asked the youngest.
"Don't worry. She'll come around one day," Private کہا while placing a hand on the scientist's shoulder.
Kowalski just walked to a window and looked up at the sky. Maybe the private has a point.
The اگلے day, Monique was at an airport waiting for the اگلے flight to New York. Her phone was ringing and she tried to find a quiet place to answer it, which was the bathroom. She was just looking at a reflection talking on the phone as well.
"Hey Kowalski."
"Hi Monique. Did آپ get enough sleep last night?"
She was confused until she remembered telling him she was tired.
"Oh, yea, I did. What about you?"
"I didn't have to do any experiments last night, so I was able to actually get some sleep."
"Glad to hear that. So, what's on your agenda?"
"Actually, we have a دن off today. So, I might do some research یا look over my past experiments, but I'll be free to talk."
"I hope آپ enjoy yourself."
Just then, Monique heard a call for the 8:30 flight to New York.
"Sorry, Kowalski, I gotta go."
"Oh, alright. I hope to talk to آپ soon."
"I hope so, too. I love you, Kowalski."
"I love you, too, Monique."
When she hung up, the last thing she saw before she left the bathroom was a reflection of her face with tears coming down her face. As she made it on the plane, she thought about Kowalski. She didn't want him to know she was heading back until she actually got there. As the plane was taking off, she was listening to her موسیقی with a small grin on her face. In at least 4 hours and 50 minutes, it'll be evening and she'll see Kowalski again.
Kowalski was snacking on a snowcone while sketching a bit in his clipboard without even looking at it. Skipper came up behind him, but Kowalski heard him. Skipper gave a sigh while rubbing his own buzz cut hair.
"Listen, Kowalski. Maybe Rico might not really know how it might feel, but I'd feel the same way your feeling if I haven't seen Marlene in a long time," Skipper said.
Kowalski turn his head around so he could see Skipper.
"How come you're telling me this?" Kowalski asked his leader.
"You're drawing a picture of آپ and Monique looking at each other from different sides of a border," the leader responded, causing Kowalski to look at his clipboard and his face to heat up so much the snowcone was melting. Afterwards, he tried to call Monique to see if she's alright. No answer. He even waited for her to call, but no call came.
Later, Rico was preparing some sushi for dinner, but Kowalski didn't care. He just got up, put on a jacket, and was heading toward the door.
"Kowalski, where are آپ going?" Private asked him.
"I'm going to try to catch a plane to California. I haven't heard from Monique in a while and I need to see if she's alright," Kowalski replied with a blush on his face.
"Sounds like you're really following your heart," Private said.
"If I end up on the plane there and back, I'll be back tomorrow," Kowalski informed before he walked out the door and took a bus to the airport.
When he was at the airport, he was informed that the flight to California will take a while because a plane was just coming in from California. سے طرف کی the time he tried calling again, everyone was getting of the plane to New York.
"Monique? Are آپ there?"
"Yea, Kowalski. I'm here."
"Great, I haven't heard from آپ at all today and I..."
"Kowalski, turn around."
Uncertain of why he should, he did as he was told and was surprised to see Monique was there.
"I mean, I'm HERE. In New York," she کہا before hanging up and walking toward Kowalski while he was walking towards her.
"You're back?" Kowalski asked in disbelief.
"Of course, Kowalski, I missed آپ and couldn't be away from آپ any longer," she responded before Kowalski hugged her.
"I'm just going to put it in simplest form. I missed آپ too, Monique," he replied as they were both سے طرف کی the seats and were hugging each other