Needless to say, Frank London was shitting himself.

14th of February, Valentines day. People confessed their feeling for each other all over the world. So why was it so hard for him? He sighed, figuring he might as well take the chance and made his way into Horatio Stark's office.


Frank awoke in a fright, sweat dripping down his face. 'What the hell,' he thought. 'That was weird.'

'You okay?' A sleepy Stella asked.

'Fine.' Frank sighed and put his head back on the pillow.


'Oh, but Frank I love them.' Horatio gasped when he saw the bunch of flowers Frank held.

'I'm glad. Come on let's sit down.' Frank led Horatio to their table, light with candles.

'To the best boyfriend ever.' Horatio smiled.

'To the best boyfriend ever.' Frank echoed.


'You sure you okay?' Stella frowned.

'I'm fine. Just some weird dreams, that's all. Nothing to worry about.' With that Frank fell back to sleep.


'FRANK! HOLY SHIT! FRANK!'

'WHAT!?'

'SPIDER!'

'It's tiny. Shivers, let me.' Frank laughed as he picked up the small and most likely terrified spider and put it outside.


'ARGHHH!' Frank yelped, shooting straight upright.

'WHAT?' Stella screamed.

'No clue.'

'Oh good. Go to sleep and don't wake me up or you'll sleep on the couch.'


'Do you, Frank London, take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband. In sickness and in health. For richer or for poorer.'

'I do.' Frank beamed.

'Do you, Horatio Stark, take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband. In sickness and in health. For richer or for poorer.'

'I do.'


Frank opened his eyes and Stella sighed. 'Couch.'

'Oh come on.'

'It's either that or the floor.'

'Fine.'


The little boy ran around to garden chasing the dog. His fathers sat at the table watching the police chase (or at least that's what Benny had called it). The sun was shinning and Frank and Horatio where smiling as Benny caught the dog.

'Ha ha, got you little doggy.'


'Frank, get up. You have to go to work now.' Stella stood over Frank poking him with her finger.

'What?'

'You were talking, something about a dog.'