Author's note: I wanted to continue writing A/B stories and so I'm going to post them here since I'll likely only write oneshots. I asked for suggestions on Tumblr and one anonymous user suggested this, Ann riled up after punching Harris in the season 1 finale and then going to meet Bobby. I thought it would be fun, so here we go. This one is M rated.

"Man, I feel like a woman!"

Ann sang at the top of her lungs and tapped the wheel, missing every beat but she didn't care. She had not felt this alive in months, and all it had taken was one punch, followed by a string of words that came out with the courage she had built for the last 20 years. Her fingers still hurt but in a good way, the way she would hurt after an intensive workout. She kissed her fist in gratitude and sang some more.

Even the traffic jam couldn't slow her down. Her shoulders continued to roll with the songs that followed while she unbuttoned her shirt, not caring about the curious eyes in the vehicle next to her. She heard sounds of horns being honked and knew the guy had missed his cue. It was the most freeing feeling to be able to tease more than one man in an afternoon. She detached the cord from her bra and placed it safely in the glove compartment. Its price could not be measured in dollars.

….

With a spring in her step she slammed the Tahoe's door shut and threw her head back inhaling the brisk Southfork air. It was clean from all the world's pollution and forever the same, the safest place on earth for her. She had been planning to go straight to Sue Ellen but seeing Bobby standing by the door, watching her the same way he had seven years ago, it became clear the adrenaline would have to be put into good use. It was a very different kind of a day after all.

For Bobby it had been a day like any other, the only difference being that he had cheated death once again and even though he had started to feel like he could do it forever, deep down he knew all those scares were leading him a little closer with every passing day. He wanted to make the most of them now, and for Ann he always would.

She marched up to him in a few long strides and without slowing down smirked at his baffled expression as she grabbed him by the collar and pulled him inside. The rural horse painting clattered on the wall behind his back, just as his heart almost jumped out of his chest. She had an outfit that meant business and even the thought of unwrapping her from the beautiful package excited him a little too much. Her hair smelled of coconut but then there was also that unique scent that he could never quite put his finger on. It set her apart from all the rest. He wrapped his arms around her, thinking what a wonderful dream had come to life with her and what a blessing it was to still get more of those days. With each one of her deepening kisses he became more and more intoxicated by that scent and as much as he tried to calm himself it proved to be impossible. As if on cue she took hold of his belt and tugged it roughly, right at his weakest moment.

"Woah Annie, what happened to taking it easy?" He managed to breathe out.

"You heard the doctor." She smiled innocently while swiftly unbuckling his belt with one hand. "He said you can do anything that feels good, so…let's put that theory to test shall we?"

He wanted to argue but everything had indeed felt good so far and he had a feeling that wasn't going to change in the moments that would follow. Her smile was the price he had fought for many times and when it appeared out of the blue, it had to be treasured for it could fade just as abruptly as it came. The sadness would always return to those big green eyes in such a beautiful way, it was as if they were made to express sorrow to those who didn't understand it. Harris must have loved her for that alone, he thought, that's why he wouldn't leave her in peace.

If I live to be a hundred I'll never understand it.

He savored every last glimpse he had of that glowing face before she turned her head and pulled him firmly by the hand as she made her way towards the stairs. The stiletto heels caught his eye and he briefly wondered why she had chosen to dress that way. It was another thought he had to shake for life was too short to ask too many questions.

When they were at the door she turned around and he felt the life radiating from her, soaking him with a youthful energy he didn't know he still had in him. It hit him again just how much he loved her and before she could push him into the bedroom, which he was sure she intended to do, he slipped his hand behind her neck and pulled her into a long kiss that was full of meaning and a thousand unsaid words. They remained entangled for a while and when he finally let go, he could feel the shiver in her breath. Her eyes were cast downwards and he gave her one quick peck on the lips.

"I really love you Annie, so much."

A bright laughter escaped her lips and it was music to his ears. And even though her voice cracked a bit, he knew it was from knowing that they would always have this, whether it was in sickness or in health.

"Shut up and show me." She winked, pulling his belt off through the loops as she gently pushed him into the room. He obliged, mesmerized by her seductive skills that she didn't bring out so often.

She kicked off her shoes and he almost jumped when the heels clanked against the glass door. No cracks could be seen from where he was standing and in that moment he didn't dare to do a more thorough scan. Where did this little tiger come from?

"Come on big boy, we'll worry about the damage later." She called from behind.

When he turned around, her shirt was already flying to the floor and the little snapping sound revealed the purple bra was on its way too. The years had refused to leave much of a mark on her body and he never ceased to wonder how he got to be so lucky. To be able to touch her was a privilege, but to be loved by her, that was a dream. His breath got caught in his throat, not for the first time, and his hands fumbled on the cotton in an attempt to find the buttons without losing sight of her. She walked over grinning at his struggle and it made him smile too, until she took hold of his collar and ripped it downwards, causing a few buttons to pop. The sound of the fabric tearing combined with her blazing eyes made his heart skip a beat. He was about to cry out but the only sound that could be heard in the room was from the buttons rolling on the floor.

She quickly unbuttoned the rest and then pushed herself right into him as she started to pull the shirt off. His throat was dry and he could only lay his hands on her lower back, stifling the sounds that were about to come out when she moved to his chest kissing and sucking it in turn. It made his blood flow in new places and for one fateful moment he forgot he was standing. His feet buckled and in haste he stumbled several steps back, eventually taking hold of the curtain that ripped apart and took him down with it. He closed his eyes cursing the pain on his backside but when he opened them, she continued right where she had left off and when she unbuttoned his jeans, he forgot all about where he was and how he had ended there. Her hands were so soft, it amazed him how they could pull such rough moves sometimes.

He tried to get up to a proper sitting position but seeing how intently she stared at him while her hand worked wonders, he kept slumping down on his elbows time after time. It seemed to excite her even further and she slowly moved up, not losing the rhythm, and kissed him with no intention of letting him catch his breath. For those few seconds he floated on air and when her lips skidded to his jawline he moaned her name out loud, clutching her arms as if trying to hold on to that dream that he feared would always be too good to be true. He used that strength to pull them both up at once and then gave her another kiss as they moved to the side of the bed. Her cheeks were flushed and he could hardly take his eyes off her when he yanked the bed cover to the side. One surprise after another was what she was, and today he couldn't have been more grateful for that.

He laid her down and gently removed her pants and the underwear with them, sliding his hands down her legs that he couldn't get enough off. She tickled his chest with her toes and he quickly grabbed her foot to kiss it. The rays of sun made her skin glow as if in an overexposed photograph and he admired it, laying more kisses on it as a thank you for the love and the beauty she possessed. She arched her back anticipating the moment he would bring her to life and when he did, she fell into a haze, unable to stop repeating his name. Her fingers dived into his hair, caressing him and at times digging her nails into his head until he took her hands and force them down on the bed where she continued to scratch the sheet instead. He half-expected her to start hissing at any time.

And then she did, which was a first. After that he couldn't hold himself any longer and climbed on top of the long slender body that had curved in frustration. Her eyes had a curious spark in them and she instantly rolled him over with the strength she usually hid from him.

"Special doctor's orders, no heavy lifting today." She whispered in his ear.

He groaned, desire filling every last part of his brain.

"Well Annie, you're my favorite kind of a doctor..."

He felt himself sink into her and was unable to say any more. Her hands were above his head, keeping still as she worked for the both of them. The sheet crinkled underneath them and even the bed had started to bang loudly against the wall. He could barely hold onto her and when she changed the pace abruptly, he gasped out of breath. It was over almost instantly and he knew it was nothing serious. Unfortunately it had sounded much worse.

Her head was buried in the curve of his neck but he could feel her expression change, the way her mouth tightened while her hips still bounced on him softly.

"Are you okay?" She asked, still slowing down as she spoke.

"Just don't stop." He grimaced, clutching the back of her head. The curls brushed the back of his hands and his breathing grew stronger with each move she made on top of him. He didn't want to worry her and tried to hold his breath for the most part. It turned out to be a bad call because every sound he had been holding in, came out a few seconds later, and she stopped completely. Her eyes were filled with worry when they met his and as much as he wanted to scream at her to continue, he took a deep breath and gave her a warm smile.

"Trust me, you're making it better."

His eyes motioned her to lean lower and when her lips met his, he didn't let her go again. He made the kiss as deep and as all-enclosing as he possibly could from his weaker position. Every time she would try to retreat in an attempt to see how he was doing, he squeezed her hips with more demand. In the end she surrendered and he felt her tongue dance wildly against his, both muffling one another until he felt her body encase him. She barely made a sound and their lips were now touching each other only slightly, just as the tip of her tongue was trembling on his. When he thought she was at the end she suddenly slammed her hands on his shoulders and her nails dug into his skin again, but he only exhaled in satisfaction. Her body was hot, like a lifeline around him, connected to his every thought and need. He stroked her damp back softly while she panted and pressed herself into him as close as possible. It was an excruciating wait but at the same time he thought he could have remained there for the rest of his life.

Her fingers traced his jawline as she started rocking her hips again and her eyes were fully focused on his face, as if trying to be in control of every vital function in his body. He closed his eyes with all the gratefulness in the world as he dived into ecstasy and hugged her tightly until he could, only much later, regain his breath.

….

Her face was glowing and full of admiration he had never felt he really deserved from her. Love brought them so many things, some unexplainable, most of them irrational and each and every one of them worth living for. It was all he would ever need.

"Can you stay like this forever?" He thought out loud.

The reaction lasted a mere second, yet it revealed every fear that had been confined in her mind. Once it disappeared, it left a little glistening in her eyes.

She nodded but he knew it was a promise to be broken, one that would haunt them until the end of their days should she never trust him with the truth. He pushed the thought aside once again and decided to try something else.

"My doctor…he warned me about you."

"What, why?" She got on her elbow, alarmed.

Bobby chuckled. "Said it's only the strongest of hearts that can handle a pretty firecracker like you."

Ann lowered herself a little, not fully appreciating the compliment. He watched the fear float in her gaze and wished she would for once not worry so much.

"But I have a strong heart, Annie." He tapped his chest. "And it's all thanks to you."

The smile that had been gone for too long, came back and lit up her whole face. The most beautiful sight, he thought, as he wrapped his arms around the woman who had given meaning to his later years. What would he be like had she not come along? He wanted to return the favor every single day they still had left.

"I'm gonna be here for a long time. It's only fair." He smiled, looking at the beaming face in the crook of his arm.

Damn right you will. She thought.