Without You I'm Not Okay (open)
Anya stood in Terminal B of Logan airport and stared at the screen of departures. She wasn't sure how exactly she ended up here, but she went for a drive and ended up at the airport. Her backpack with her laptop in it was over one shoulder and the only other things she carried was her small handheld which was computer and phone all in one. The only clothes she had were the clothes she wore.

She looked at the screen. Nothing stood out. There was no place she really wanted to go, but she knew she had to go somewhere. She didn't care where as long as she could get out of Boston for a few days and away from everything and everyone she knew.

The last two months were...they were the hardest of her life so far. She had been relatively okay as long as she kept busy, but not even she could fill every minute of every day. Downtime meant thinking about Steve and her heart would just hurt too much at the thought of him. She missed him so much and she had to wonder if he was ever coming back. She had to believe he was, but it was getting harder to keep the faith.

She went for a drive and ended up at the airport. Maybe getting away would do her some good. Her heart and head were no longer in school work or being a Thunderbolt and she wasn't interested in eating or sleeping. Alcohol didn't help keep the nightmares away anymore. She needed a break and needed to go to a place where she didn't know anyone and very few would recognize her.

Picking a place seemed to require too much thinking.

She stepped up to the counter of a random airline and looked at the woman behind the counter.

"Can I help you?" the woman asked.

For a second Anya thought about answering that with a line about only if the woman was a psychiatrist, but she didn't. "If you could go anywhere in the world, where would you go?" Anya asked.

The woman seemed surprised by the question. It took her a moment to reply. "Someplace warm with a beach of white sand," she answered.

Anya thought about the woman's answer. There were so many places that fit the bill. Anya had done extensive traveling in her life so far. "That sounds like what I need. Please get me a ticket to anywhere that fits the bill," Anya said. "Preferably out of the country."

The woman smiled. "I know just the place."

Anya handed over her passport and a credit card.

A few moments later Anya had her boarding pass in her hand and was heading for the gate to fly to St. Barthelemy in the Caribbean. She sent a message to Goddard and had him get her a private villa for a week and to also hire a housekeeper/cook.