Over the next week things turned into a flurry of activities. Andrew was having a hard time keeping in touch but that was understandable. He was going on tour! Releasing new music, performing in Europe at a few locations- it was amazing. They hadn't quite gotten to talk about when he would be visiting.

Honestly Artie had missed him calling them when they were heading to work. But by now they had assumed he was in interviews during the two week long break between the Europe tour and the US tour. It made sense. He had released some new wonderful music filling all of his fans with buzzed excitement. Of course Artie listened to some of the interviews on their way to work stomach flipping whenever the interviewer mentioned his love life and all he would answer with was he couldn't tell yet.

-_-_-_-

Artie was mucking out on one of the bigger horses. A senior named Riley. He had become their favorite to interact with. He was a playful one with a sweet disposition, often ending by laying his head on their shoulder. Allowing himself to be pet and loved on before Artemis had to move on.

Artemis had been listening to music as they worked and had been in the zone before they noticed Sam standing by their barrel.

Sam grinned. "Clover, that boy you like to listen to is here." Sam commented, "so finish up this stall. I got the rest of the barn. Dont worry about it." She winked jerking her head some so they could see the tall lanky figure of Andrew petting one of the horses. Dressed down in a t shirt and a light jacket, Andrew was there. Petting one of the horses.

"Andrew!" She gasped as he looked over with a grin.

"I came early." He answered, and moved closer petting Riley as Artie quickly cleaned up the stall.

"Let me finish quick-! Why didnt you tell me?" They gasped running past him with the full wheelbarrow and up the ramp dumping it in the bin, bouncing off the ramp with ease.

"Well I wanted to surprise you." He said trying not to be too stunned watching his lover work. It was beautiful seeing how strong they were. They were toned now with a bit of a stomach and toned arms. Their legs under the denim were far better toned and that was clear as they leapt about filling the wheelbarrow with shavings and leapt down to dump them in the stall.

They pushed the wheelbarrow out quickly and pet the horse who looked more confused than anything but accepted the attention. "Now you be a good boy." They whispered before locking the stall.

It had all taken less than five minutes.

They looked up at Andrew, taking off their gloves they were dirty and their long undercut had reached their shoulders now. Those bright grey blue eyes looked up at him adoringly.

He was in awe. This beautiful person... who had been hurt so much.. had used their heart break to betterthemselves and take a chance to move forward. And here they were now. Face to face again. He couldn't help it he wrapped them in a tight loving hug. He didnt care if he stank later. He wore these for a reason.

"I missed you." He murmured as they hugged him back just as tight.

"I missed you too." They breathed, melting into him more before pulling away, "Shit fuck- I'm a mess I'm sorry!"

"Its fine." He assured pulling them back with a grin. "I don't care a bit."

Artie was soon leading Andrew back while riding their horse happily. The spirited horse moving eagerly and happily trotting and cantering along as Andrew drove his car.

By the time they arrived at the farmhouse Artie was more than ready to strip down and shower up.

They got the horse cleaned off and everything put away as Andrew waited before turning the horse loose in her pasture.

Coming back, Andrew got out and followed them into the house as they took a deep breath. It wasn't a fancy place and the decor was a bit dark, but comfortable.

The entertainment center was blue and silver, and the couch was teal- and nothing seemed to match but... it felt like a home.

"I love it." Andrew said, snorting as the head of a beagle popped up tail wagging looking up at him. "Well hello!"

"Her name is Dixie. I'm gonna go shower. Make yourself at home." Artie hummed already instinctively stripping so they wouldnt drag muck through the house. "Shoes off at the door." they added quickly as he went to step towards the dog.

That was when he looked over and blinked staring for a moment as they threw their work clothes directly into the washer. "You're more beautiful than I remembered."