This is my first Huli fanfic, so I'm sorry for any mistakes. Before you read I would like to give you a little bit of background on where this one-shot came from. I was listening this song Best Thing by The Graham Colton Band and was inspired to write and the only thing I could think of that would work was Huli, so I listened to this song over and over again while I wrote this little fic. I hope you enjoy it......PS: It might help you to listen to the song while you read!

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The Best Thing



Here they are sitting in hard, plastic chairs in an airport; they weren’t talking to each other, just sitting. There was obvious tension between them; it had been there for months now. This cloud of tension and hurt feelings seemed to have magically appeared the same day that Jo, Hugh’s wife, had come to LA for a surprise visit. She claimed that she wanted to surprise Hugh and that she wanted to help him celebrate the end of another season of House. Lisa was no fool and she knew that this was not a surprise visit; she could tell by the way Hugh wouldn’t look at her, at times, during those three long months.

Jo has been gone for two weeks now but that dark cloud of tension didn’t disappear when she did and that horrible cloud was the reason why they were sitting here in the airport right now. Within those three months that Jo had been in LA Lisa had change her summer plans and decided to go to Spain, alone. She didn’t want to go but she just couldn’t take the tension anymore. When she told Hugh about her plans she could tell that he was surprised and disappointed, but he just accepted her decision. Soon after she bought the ticket she regretted her decision and started to drops hints about staying, but he didn’t seem to get them.

So here they were sitting in the airport waiting for Lisa’s plane to be called. She looked down at her watch and saw that it was almost time for her plane to start boarding. When she stands up Hugh quickly follows suit; he stands in front of her and gives her a small smile that she can tell is fake. She sees him moving closer to her and she quickly looks down and intently studies the floor. She feels his left hand move to her arm while his right gently cups her cheek; she looks at him and her eyes quickly begin to fill with tears but she blinks them away. He pulls her into a kiss that she fully participates in hoping that he breaks away and asks her not to leave, but their kiss is interrupted by her plane being called to board. She breaks the kiss and sighs.

“Well, I guess I’ll see you when I get back.” She whispers while she stares at her plane ticket.

He lets out a painful, shaky sigh and whispers, “Yeah, I guess so.”

She takes one last look at him and says a quick goodbye before she turns around and starts walking towards the line of people. He watches her walk towards the line then he turns around and begins to walk towards the exit. During his journey to the exit he gets lost in his thoughts, and as soon as he walks out the door he remembers the one this he needed to tell her but could never find the right time to tell her. He quickly turns around and starts running towards her gate, hoping that this is the one thing that will make her stay.

When he arrives at her gate he sees her plane taking off, making its way to Spain. He begins to quickly scan the room hoping, no praying that she changed her mind and didn’t board the plane. He is about to give up looking for her but then he sees her sitting in the chair he was sitting in earlier. He begins to walk towards her; the closer he gets to her the more visible her face becomes and it kills him to see tears streaming down her face. His pace quickens and as soon as he reaches her he pulls her into his arms and begins to apologize.

“Oh God Lisa, I’m so sorry. I should have told you that she was coming…her coming to LA was the worst thing for me to keep from you.” He whispers in her ear while he rocks her as she cries into his shoulder.

“I, I…. should have told you I didn’t really want to go…b, but I though… I though you were going to try and fix thing with her.” She sobbed into his shoulder. He must have taken to long to explain thing to her because she began to sob harder than before.

“Shhhhhh, Lisa…please look at me” when she refused to left her head, he pushed her away and placed both his hand on her cheeks. “Baby, I’m not fixing think with Jo,” she flinched at her name, “we’re getting a divorce. The only reason she came here was to make me change my mind.”

The look on her face was of shock then relief; a small, happy smile began to slowly light up her face.

“Really?”


“Really. I tried to tell you but you just seemed preoccupied with your trip. God Lisa, you mean so much to me, you are the best thing that has ever happened to me in my whole life.” He told her.


Her only answer was to pull him into a passionate kiss that was definitely not appropriate for a public place such at the airport. He slowly broke the kiss.

“Come on let’s go home.” He said with a smile.

She answered him with a smile of her own as she grabbed his hand with her right and her suitcase with her left. They slowly made their way towards the exit and towards a new journey in their relationship.