She walked out of the hotel. The cool fall air blowing. The street was quiet, and the lights of the city night were bright. She had one thing on her mind.

"Did he know?"

He sat at the bar. Music was playing loudly in the background. The room was filled with people, though he felt alone. She started to walk and think of her night. Her blond hair was blowing wildly, and she started to shiver. He took another drink.

"If I see him." It kept repeating in her mind. "If I see him" She hoped that they would.

He began to rise from his affixed seat.

"This is for you." Somebody said, and handed him an envelope.

It had his name written across the front. He sat down. She continued walking without a course or destination. Just walking. It was his birthday. She walked along, and thought of the many miles she had traveled in the past days, to see his face, his tender smile, to touch him.

He began to read. "This is for you. To thank you for all that you have done. For bringing happiness into my life. Though, you don't know me."

He was touched. Cars drove past, and people were starting to gather.

"Do you know who is here?" They asked.

"Who is she?" he thought. She must be near. He searched the room to find the person that had delivered it.

She knew who was there. She could feel it in her heart She is staying down the block. In the other hotel. How could he find her? He didn't know where to begin. What did she look like? All he knew was her name. She walked past. Knowing that she couldn't stop.

"Where ya going?" They asked.

He paused for a moment and thought. "I don't know." He said.

She had to turn back. He reached the lobby, and made his way to the front door. A crowd stopped him. But he had to get out there. Somehow She saw him and stopped.

He saw her. He knew it was her.

They're eyes locked. She could not believe that it was him. She turned away. Afraid to hold his gaze.

He grabbed her hand. They spoke no words. He led her down the block to a park that was near. He stopped, and looked around to be sure they weren't being followed. She shivered again, but not because she was cold. But, because of the shock that went through her body when they touched.

"Why didn't you bring this to me yourself?" he asked her. His words were soothing, and exciting at the same time. She studied his features as he spoke to her. His beautiful green eyes. His strong chin. The ways he used his hands to express himself as he spoke. He stopped and noticed that she was watching him intently.

"How can this be?" She asked him. "This never happens to me."

"It was fate" he said.

He looked at her. She was like no one he had ever met. Long blonde hair. Big wonderful blue eyes that smiled when she spoke. She was timid. Yet strong.