Author's Note: So this was just a little piece of fluff that came to mind so enjoy
He looked over at her tired form. Her hair was starting to curl from the rain but it still held straight. Her clothes looked all business and cold. She still looked like an angel to him. He raised her hand to his lips and kissed every finger with care. He could see in her eyes she didn't want to go back to CTU, couldn't.
He drove them down to their favorite beach, it was where they came to escape life and dream about other places they could go, other jobs they could have. The regular vendor was there so Tony bought her some food, they both hadn't eaten in over 24 hours.
"How's the food?"
"It's good, thanks" she said quietly, adjusting her body into the sand.
"You look like you haven't been eating" he said hesitantly, not sure if it was the right time to bring up his worry for her.
All she did was look over and offer a sad smile. He couldn't help brushing the hair from her face and cupping her cheek. Their eyes meet and she knew he wanted to kiss her, a passionate kiss filled with longing and want. He was looking at her with so much love she couldn't tell if it was tear or the first signs of rain that fell against her cheek, until the thunder rolled and the lightening beamed over them.
He took her hand and ran to the car but before she got in he scooped her up in his arms and kissed her with all the intensity and love he could. He felt the desire on her lips as she kissed back.
They climbed in the car and he wrapped a blanket he had in the back around them. He rubbed her arms up and down while helping her get her wet coat off, he didn't want her to catch cold.
They sat in the back seat and talked about everything. She told him of how she just wanted him to be happy and she thought she was doing the right thing for him; how she cried for him every night. He told her how he blamed himself, but he would do it again for her, and how he was in no way with the woman he was living with, that he just needed a place to stay. He told her how he dreamed about her every night.
The confessed their love over and over, apologized and kissed away the pain. They embraced each other passionately and neither could stand not to feel the other.
Tony put his hands on the bottom of her shirt. In the rain it had stuck to her form, showing her hourglass waist and beautiful breasts to him. She undid his buttons and ran her hands over his chest, just wanting to feel him again. Soon everything became a blur of sweat and passion. He ran his hands through her now curly hair the rain had produced.
Afterwards they lay side by side, holding each other and kissing any part that had been missed during the torrid lovemaking. They lay for hours, confessing silly secrets and undying love and devotion, it was a ritual they shared, something that couldn't be touched, only understood by them.
"Tony…I'm so sorry…I just" she trailed off into her own sobs.
"Hey you listen to me, I love you and…you can't" he sobbed into her hair. He couldn't express how sorry he was and how much she gave his life meaning, there was no life without her.
Suddenly a crazy and wonderful thought entered his mind. He through his cloths on and started the car.
"Tony what are you doing" she said with amusement in her voice.
"Just wait" was all he said.
Finally after what seemed like hours of driving he reached the destination. He was literally pulling her arm inside, excited as a little kid on Christmas to show her. He set her right in front of the screen and pointed.
"Pick one" he said.
"What? Pick a country?"
"Yeah, we can fly out tonight. Just name it and we'll go there. We can go and relax and enjoy each other, make love all day and get married" he said with overwhelming excitement.
She looked at him with tears brimming; she couldn't remember being this happy. He took her face in his and kissed her lips then down to her cheek.
"So…let's go somewhere" he whispered.