"Jean are you ready honey?" James called as he let himself in to her house with his key. "Yeah baby, can you carry my suitcase down the stairs though?" "Yeah." It wasn't even five minutes before they were sat in his car and ready to go. "Ready for this?" James asked. "I think so, no ones going to know are they?" Jean asked, her fears all spouting out. "No honey they won't, you said you were off to Turkey and I said I was going to Croatia and technically neither of us is lying as we are going there just only for a night and we're together not alone, but nobody else needs to know that. This holiday is our well deserved chance to relax and be a normal couple." "Yeah I suppose how could I not be convinced when you put it like that. Now let's get going or we might miss check in." James leaned across the gear stick and kissed her to banish any niggling fears she may still have had. "Jean baby, wake up we're at the terminal, I need the passports out." She hadn't realised she's fallen asleep and it was taking her a while for her brain to kick back into gear. "Yeah sorry here you are." "We have to leave the car here and queue up there." James said as he pointed to a queue in which was growing more with each passing second. "Woah that boat is massive! Are you sure ready for this James?" "Of course I am."