Sorry for the mistakes if you find them. Especially my Gaelic, It is a little rusty. Ok, I haven't done it in years so do tell me if it is wrong. Triggers. I still don't own any of the characters and never will probably. Please leave a comment. Thanks for reading!

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Jim was in his office, drumming his fingers on the desk when Seb walked in. Before he could even speak, Jim was on his feet and talking, "I want to do something special. Show off. Show her off. She's near the end of her stay. What do you suggest?"

"Well… A dinner is a must. Go all out. Candles, dancing, fancy dress. But before any of that, I think you should then take it into the grounds. Make an impression."

"Sounds great. Three days time. Get to work." Jim smirked and stood to his feet. He had to figure out a few details first. He quickly made his way out of the office and shut the door behind him. Seb was left in the office with a slightly dazed look as it dawned on him what Jim meant. "Damm it, you twat." He mumbled before standing to his feet and pulling out his phone to make a few calls, inviting people.

Molly had just finished getting dressed into simple jeans and a jumper when two arms wrapped around her waist and Jim's head laid on her shoulder. "Good morning, Is there something you need?" She smiled.

He smirked at the woman in front of him. "I can't just hug you, can I?"

She chuckles a little. "Jim, we know what happens when you want to just hug me. St George's bay, remember?"

He chuckled as he remembered, pulling her body even closer to his. "Yes, I'll aways need you. I was wondering if you would join me for a walk around the grounds. It might be fun."

They walked in the garden, chatting for several minutes, just taking in the garden. Jim had only like the aesthetic reason for having the garden, was Molly's area to make the house look nice, she did it rather well too. Molly enjoyed the flowers. She closed her eyes and focused on their smell.

Jim soon began to pull her towards the woods, "Come along. I have something to show you." Molly noticed a path had been cut just wide enough for people to walk on. The path itself appeared to be not to be maintained, running up a small hill.

After they entered the woods, Jim stopped to point something out to her. "Look there. Do you see it?" It was an old, simple but very beautiful gazebo in the middle of the woods. The sun was filtering through the trees and fell on the green roof.

Jim took slow steps towards the gazebo and smiled at Molly, "I thought you might like it." He leaned against one of the support beams and crossed his arms over his chest.

"Like it? It's amazing, Jim." She was so transfixed by the gazebo that when she turned around to look at Jim, she blushed. She had not mean to sound over excited but it was difficult to control herself at times. "Why didn't you tell me about this sooner?" She asked excitedly.

"I only found it a couple of weeks ago." He mumbled and took one of his hands in hers. She felt how warm his hands felt in hers and smiled up at him. She glided her hand over the wood. Retracting it when she got a splinter. "I'm thinking of having a party in three days time, I thought you might want to do it up and we would have some of the guests up here." He said, putting a hand on her waist after taking the the splinter out.

They stayed that way, looking into each other's eyes until the chirp of a bird brought them out of their daze. Both looked around and laughed. "A challenge I will happily undertake."

He led them down a path to get back to the house. "Tell me if you need anything. I'll get it all for you."

All three set to work immediately, only really talking on the occasional passing in the corridor or at dinner, updating each other on the progress they were making. Although Molly only gently reassured them, giving her word that it would be ready in time.

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After getting out of the shower, Molly toweled off and wrapped it around her while moving to look through the dressed that were in the wardrobe. She decided on the simple yet elegant red dress. It was floor length with one strap and a little bit of detail.

When she opened the door to look at him, his eyes grew wide once again at seeing her. He had decided to go all out and wear a tuxedo for her. He looked her over and smiled, "It's been a while since I've seen you in one of those." He kissed her hand and smiled.

Molly felt herself blush but nodded at Jim, gazing at him. "Viviane's been around then."

Jim then offered his hand and led her down stairs to the dining room. Everything was set out and ready for the guests to come. Seb was just placing the name cards out. Carefully not wanting to start a feud again. Picking at the cold food that was already laid on the table. Molly came up behind him and slapped his hand before taking some. "Later Seb." Jim just stood at the door frame and laughed at Seb gently rubbing his hand like a little child.

He looked over at Jim, who just laughed again. "She's the hostess..."

Seb growled a little playfully before laughing too. "I was just checking it."

She grabbed Jim's hand and pulls him over to the woods to show him what she had been doing the past few days, leading him up the cleared path, practically unrecognisable to Jim. They were following the music up to the clearing, guided by the lights draped from the trees.

It was not until he saw it up close that he recognised it. He glided his hand over the now smooth painted wood. "Who did you get to do this? I might have to give him a pay rise. It's fantastic."

"She doesn't want one, she's at the party." She smiled waiting for him to realise.

"You will have to introduce her to me." His eyes following the curved patterns of the wood to the arches on the roof.

"I don't need to, you know her very well already."

The penny finally dropped he looked at her. "You did this. All of it, by yourself."

She nods as Jim pulled her in by her waist. "What did you think my father and I did while you were away? All that needed doing was a little repair and renovation."

"Tú riamh stop a chur orm iontach, fiú tar éis am seo go léir." (You never stop amazing me, even after all this time.) Putting his hand on her cheek as he kissed her. She slowly ran her hand through his hair. His other hand sliding down her back slowly, pressing them gently against one of the pillars.

"I'd rather you didn't get that far with my cousin while the guests are arriving. Especially if my little brother is here..." Jim sighed and glanced over at Seb, not letting go of her. Seb continued anyway "May I remind you of the time that we and Mark saw a guy hitting on her."

He scowled at Seb before looking back at Molly and kissing her again. "You all punched his face in until it was black..." Jim droned before she put a hand onto his shoulder, then interlocked the fingers of their free hands. He whispered into Molly's ear, "He forgets who killed him." He laughs until he hears the guests coming up the path.

"It's show time." They glided around dancing as the guests came into the clearing.

The night was far too short for Molly and Jim. He wondered why he didn't want to be separated from her but didn't think anything of it for long. They wandered around greeting people, a glass of wine in their hands. Jim's other one resting on her hip for as long as he possibly could hold it there.

Molly was about to walk the dining room but Jim reached out and took her hands in his. He looked into her light brown eyes and leaned his head forward. He suddenly restrained himself from moving too close. He only pressed his forehead to hers instead as the guests walked past. She smiled at him and waited for them all to go past before planting a kiss on his lips.

Two men stood at the end of the corridor and the taller man cleared his throat. "I warned you." Seb called out.

Another voice piped up just after, the same accent as his taller brother. Nudging him in the ribs. "I think that Molly's the one that needs to be warned." He laughs. "Come on, I'm hungry. Can't start without the hosts."

"Typical Moran brothers." She rolled her eyes glancing at Jim as she whispers. Jim sighs and kisses the hand that he was holding. Drawing her into dining room, followed by Seb and Tom.

Jim and Molly ended up back at the gazebo at the end of the night. Well, it was more toward the early hours of the morning. Molly had flicked off her heels ands was sat against the pillar with his head in her lap. His jacket folded under his head, holding her hand on his chest. The other stroking his hair.

"Do you think we've made an impression on them?" Jim smirked.

"If that doesn't, I don't know what will." She smiles down at him.

He reaches up and touches her cheek. "I don't want you to leave."

"I've got to, keeping up appearances and so on."

"Tom is going with you, I don't want you over there on your own without someone there I trust."

She nods at him. "It won't be long before I'm back."

"It will be long. I don't like it when you're away." Leaning up to kiss her again. She hushed him as he sat up and lent his head on her chest.

"I will be perfectly fine." Kissing his head. He looked up at her reassuring smile and nuzzled her neck. "I promise I'll be back before you know it." She put a hand on his cheek as he gently kisses and nibbled at her neck.

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