Opening a door, he moved out into the fresh air, guiding her by her hand. The weather was beautiful, warm with slightly crisp air and light wind blowing. It was perfect. Absolutely perfect. He steps stopped for a moment as he admired the scene infront of him. He did a good job if he must say so himself. A smiled to himself for a moment then turned his attention to wife as she spoke up.

"Where are you taking me?"

"That's for me to know and you to find out" He laughed lightly, pulling her forward to walk once more.

She pouted lightly and tripped ailttle. "I'm going to fall!"

"No you're not, I've got you" He reassured her, his hand moving to touch the middle of her back lightly.

She had to smile hearing those words. They comforted her to no end. Years ago, she wouldn't have thought it was possible that one person could be her constant. Her voice of reason. Her best friend. Her better half. The love of her life. Love? That used to be such a joke to her. Love was something she never thought she's never find. She was sure that she was going to be forever stuck in the rhelm of unhealthy relationships where she was both used and abused all the time. Sure, that is, until she met him. It wasn't love at first sight, though. Far from it actually. She remembered for the first few months after she had ageeded marry him so her daughter could have a father, and even way before that when she first met him, she hated him. Oh man did she hate him. She doesn't even how she began to tolerate him and eventually love him. It sort of just started happening one day. Life has a way of surprising you like that.

As she noticed they stopped walking and she felt him move away from her, she spoke up."Are we there yet -- "

He cut her off, knowing she was going to ask that infamous 'are we there yet' question. "Yes we are"

She reached up and ripped the blind fold off like a kid would rip wrapping paper off a present. She had never been very good at being patient when it came to surprises and presents. Her mouth fell agape as her eyes took in the beauty around her. They were on the roof the apartment building they lived in, only it didn't look at all like a roof should. Infact, it looked more like a romantic backdrop for a Shakespeare play; there were candles all around and on a table for two, there were placed delicious plates of food. There was even soft music playing in the background. It seemed like a scene from one of her dreams. Wait, she was dreaming? Quick, someone pinch her.

"Y'know .. " She started as she turned to him and spoke as-a-matter-of-factly, her one hand on her hip. "If you told me the day was going to end like this, I would have picked out more approiate clothes this morning" She looked down at what she as wearing then she looked back up at him. "This hardly qualifies as evening wear"

"It may not qualify, but I don't care" He grabbed her hand once more and led her towards the table. "I like you just the way you are. You don't need to get dolled up to be beautiful"

"You want in my pants, don't you?" She teased him as he pulled out her chair. She smiled and leaned in, giving him a small kiss before sitting down. "Thank you"

"Such a crud lady you are" He laughed, sitting down across from her.

"Lady?" She looked around for a moment, her eyes landing back on his second later. "I don't see any lady around"

He could only grin and shake his head at that, his foot lightly touching hers as he began to eat. She smirked at him and sipped off her shoes, running her socked foot on his ankle discreetly as she also began eating. Their playful game of footsie continued as they remised of events that occurred over the past few years; mob wars, shoot outs, attacks. It's a wonder with everything that happened how they're both alive. It might have something to do with the fact that they're both fighters who don't give up. Maybe that's why they get along so well.

Putting down his fork, he stood up from the table and turned to her, putting out his hand to her. "May I have this dance?"

She looked down at his hand and raised an eyebrow for a moment before she looked up at him and smiled softly. "I guess"

She put her fork down and took his hand, letting him pull her up. She went into his warm embrace without question as he wrapped his arms around her and they began swaying to the music. She sighed lightly as he rested his chin on her shoulder and she laid her head on his chest. It was at times like this that she hated being short. The hate never stayed long, though, because after being in his arms for a minute, she appricated how well they fit together and she doesn't mind being short. She doesn't mind at all. For what seemed like hows, the two crime doing duo danced quietly until he pulled away a little and tipped her chin up so her brown eyes were looking up at him.

"Happy anniversary" He whispered out softly, running a hand through her hair, resting his hand on her cheek as he gazed down at her.

"Happy anniversary" She whispered back, snacking her arms up around his neck.

She stood up on her tipy toes and closed the gap between their lips, giving him a loving yet passionate kiss. He retaliated with just as much passion as he pulled her petite body towards her. Somehow, in the mist of their heated passion, they managed to keep swaying slowly to the music, even though it was apparent they could not hear it anymore. They were paying attention to nothing going on around them. They were only focused on each other. As their kisses deepened, it started to rain lightly. Even at this they did not pull away. If anything, it fueled them more as his hand slipped up the back of her top. Once it started raining cats and dogs, though, they pulled away with a laugh.

"We'd better get inside before we catch a cold" He ran his fingers through her mess of brown hair that was now wet.

"I don't know about you, but I want to get out of these wet clothes" She stepped away from him and gave him a wink.

"I'm right with you" He grinned at her, letting her grab his hand and pull him towards the door to go back down stairs.

"I know I told Sonny he could have Lila for the night for a reason" She spoke as she pressed the bottom for the elevator.

As soon as they were in, she roughly pushed him back against a wall and began placing kissing all over him. What a long night this was going to be. In this case, though, long is good. Long is defiantly good.