[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/7LAlKcq.png[/img][/center] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/yrxfEwe.png[/img][/center] [b][i]One Month Later[/i][/b] “Hey babe, can you give me a hand? I can’t get this last bag up on the shelf.” Alexa called from the other room. “Be right there.” He replied. He hadn’t been sure about this trip when Alexa had first suggested it. With everything that they had just gone through with the Hounds of Humanity, as well as the re-opening of the Hub after the attack there, to just the day to day responsibilities that he had in Lost Haven as Icon, he wasn’t sure that now was the right time. However, in the month since the Hounds were defeated, things had been relatively quiet, so he believed that maybe taking a little break with Alexa overseas might not be the worst idea. Though, upon leaving Lost Haven, he almost immediately regretted it. As they pulled off of the tarmac at Robert D. Sherman International Airport in Lost Haven in the Winstone International private jet, Scott remembered just how much he hated flying in a plane. Unlike most people who have a dislike of flying, Scott was not afraid of flying. Quite the contrary, he just hated how slow it was. He had grown accustomed to flying himself anywhere he needed to go, and when you’re able to fly across the entire United States in a matter of minutes, flying on a plane—even one as nice as Winstone International’s luxury private jet, just seemed like a waste of time. Though, it wasn’t all bad. The flight from Lost Haven to Paris gave Scott and Alexa over ten hours alone with one another. It was the first time that they’ve had that kind of uninterrupted time together since before the Hounds attacked. Between Alexa’s work at Winstone International and Scott’s split duties between getting The Hub back up and running and his duties as Icon, they just haven’t had the time together that they’d like. But this trip was a chance to change that. Aside from some business negotiations that Alexa had to attend to for Winstone International, they had nothing but time to themselves to explore The City of Lights. Truth be told, Scott had been looking forward to finally being able to spend some quality time with the woman that he loved without the pressures of his dual life getting in the way. No super villains. No catastrophes. No recruiting. No costumes. No Icon. Just Scott and Alexa doing the things that couples do while traveling in Europe. Scott made his way toward the bedroom to help Alexa get the last bag up on the shelf that she had apparently been having a hard time reaching. However, when entered the room, much to his surprise it was empty. He looked around, only to be startled when Alexa reappeared in the doorway carrying two glasses of wine. “What took you so long, Flyboy?” Alexa said with a grin as she handed him a glass. “You need to see this.” She told him as she took his free hand and led him away from the bedroom, down the hall of the extravagant suite that Alexa had booked at the Le Grande Peninsula Hotel and over to the large sliding glass doorway which led to their private rooftop deck. As they stepped out onto the deck, Scott was surprised to see that it included a small sitting area as well surrounded by shrubbery, and off to the left was a small round hot tub just large enough for two. However, the thing that really stood out was the view of the city itself. From this deck, they could see almost the entire city, everything from the Arc de Triomphe to the Siene, which wound its way through the city. However, the sight of the Eiffel Tower in the distance, illuminated in a spectacular golden glow which to Scott seemed like a sort of beacon against the dark night sky was something to behold. Though he had seen the tower several times during his exploits as Icon, he had never had the fortune to see it from this perspective, and as he looked away from the tower and into Alexa’s eyes, he knew that this would be the most magical getaway that he could have ever hoped for.