Chapter 10 is up! It's a bit short but I promise I'll make you to forgive me with next ones… enjoy and review!

Sitting comfortable on the brown chair of the CIA plane, Joan didn't stop questioning her husband but he didn't seem to be willing to talk at all.

Arthur looked so different from the man he was only few days before, his eyes sparkled, he seemed happy making her laugh with his jokes: everything seemed like it used to be before the storm that crushed their life. She gave another chance to him, to their marriage and he couldn't be more glad… he needed her, her eyes, her kisses, her voice, those little dimples she had when she smiled, he was still utterly in love with her after so many years.

The hostess served their dinner like he planned: steak for him as usual and salmon to her.

"You planned everything, didn't you?" she smirked tasting her salmon

"I did"

"The salmon is spectacular"

"I'll let the chef know"

"Thank you…"

"For what?"

"For your words, for this" she looked around

"Anything for you" he took her free hand and brought it to the lips

"Are you going to tell me where we're going?"

"Nope"

"Come on Arthur"

"I suggest you to enjoy your dinner and sleep"

"So it's a long flight?"

"I'm not talking"

"Well I have ways of getting it out of you…" she bit her lower lip while her foot was brushing his ankle

Arthur smiled shaking his head "You're terrific, you know that?"

"I know" she purred "And you?"

"Very well but you need to rest so don't make that face again or I won't be able to control myself"

"Maybe it's what I want…"

"Yeah sure"

Joan snorted but after dinner she followed his husband's advice unwillingly. Arthur took her in the bedroom where she found a satin nightie on the pillow, she gave him a naughty look but he was unmoving.

They crawled in bed and she rested her head on his chest listening to his heartbeat, Arthur hugged her tightly finally relieved that she was in his arms again. Bad memories of her leaving home and leaving him on the phone came back to his mind, he tightened the grip a little, they have been the worst days of his life when he thought he could lose everything… Joan, their love, their baby. Arthur kissed her forehead caressing her arm slowly.

"How's daddy's girl?"

Joan chuckled and he thought it was the most beautiful sound he has ever heard

"She's fine, you know I can't feel her yet, it's too soon"

"I know. Let me cuddle her a bit" she shifted so he could caress and give kisses to her belly

She smiled looking at her beloved husband in the dim light, he was whispering things to the baby and that scene just melted her heart: he was so caring and sweet, she had no doubt he'd have been a great dad, the best their daughter could have ever dreamt.

"I wanted to do it since long time"

"I know and I'm sorry"

"Don't be. You're here now, it's all that matters" he kissed her gently "Try to get some rest now. Once you wake up, we'll be arrived"

"Okay"

"Night honey"

"Night"

Several hours later, Joan was woken up by some lingering kisses along her neck, her jaw and lips, she smiled opening her eyes and meeting those two blue sapphires she loved so much: after so many weeks she felt good, she felt loved and happy. Arthur wished her good morning with a sweet kiss on lips and encouraged her to get ready.

At 11.30 am, zone time, the Campbells left the airport riding a black BMW. Their hands entwined and she looked out the window trying to figure out where they were but apart a clear blue skin and the sun shining she had no clue.

"Arthur… where are we? You can tell me now!" she insisted

"No way"

"Please" she smiled fluttering her eyelashes

"You can't fool me baby"

"Don't call me baby!"

Arthur laughed loudly, he knew how much she hated to be called like that but he always liked to tease her.

"You know… you'll be blindfolded soon"

"What?! Are you kidding me?"

"Never" he tried to look serious but couldn't keep from smiling

"Forget it!"

"It's a surprise Joan, you can't ruin your own surprise just because you're curious"

"I am not"

"Yes you are and you're so adorable when you act like that"

She rolled her eyes and turned around to keep watching out the window.

"Okay fine" she snorted

When they arrived Arthur helped his wife to go out the car, her eyes covered by his tie (improvisation had always been one of his best skills…) and guided her into the hotel.

Only after reaching their room and opened the window to let her step out on the balcony, he removed the tie. Joan opened her eyes trying to adjust them to the sunlight and then she saw the city at her feet: the landscape just took her breath away, she couldn't believe Arthur did really bring her there. Her heart started pounding while she tried to drink – the more she could – of that amazing view.

"Oh my God Arthur…"

He hugged her from behind placing his hands on her belly and whispered "Bienvenue à Paris mon amour"