<br/>GoodFellow felt the lift move upward suddenly. It did that every time and he was ready for it. He hadn't thought anything about it until he felt Astrid jerk. His arms folding around her to support her while she gained her balance.<br/><br/>What a splendid excuse to hold her!  He immediately cross out any thoughts of taking the stairs as he stood properly, of course, for Mr. Plythe and Reggie as the lift chugged along.<br/><br/>Finally it ground to a halt. An eternity later the door slide open and finally the bell dings signaling they had arrived at 2.  GoodFellow gave the man a nod as Mr. Plythe and Reggie made good their escape.<br/><br/>"Come along Reggie," Mr. Plythe said then gave a call out over his shoulder to the lift, "Good night Tristan!"<br/><br/>"Good night Sir!" Goodfellow said pushing the closed door button frantically.<br/><br/>Mercifully the lift door closed and they were off again. This time GoodFellow hand his arms around her and was nibbling her neck.<br/><br/>"Miss me?" He rumbled heating her neck.<br/><br/>