"Christine…" I groaned slightly and rolled over to get the intruding voice away from me "Christine…" it whispered again and I once again rolled over; "wake up" the voice laughed and a hand gently rubbed up and down my arm.

I groaned and opened my eyes reluctantly "Good morning…" I muttered, placing a small kiss on his lips, how could I have been so lucky? Four years ago I was falling asleep alone and in the blink of an eye I was waking up to the man I had been so lucky to be in love with. I rubbed my eyes and turned back around, facing him "how long have you been awake?"

He pushed a strand of hair out of my face and shrugged "A hour or so."

I groaned and rubbed at my eyes again "Why didn't you wake me?"

He chuckled "Because you look beautiful when you sleep."

I stretched and smiled slightly, running my finger tips up and down his arm "You always say that." I smiled "What are you doing today?" I questioned, my eyes still heavy with sleep.

Erik moved away from me and out of bed. I watched him as he pulled on his jeans and a soft cotton Harvard Athletics tee shirt. He turned around and looked at me, his eyes wild with excitement "go get dressed and I'll show you."

I got up off the bed, grabbing the sheet and wrapping it around me. He followed me out with his eyes and I shied away before I moved into my bedroom quickly. I searched my hangers before I settled on a beige dress. It was one of my favorite dresses; a sleeveless dress with lace detail at the top, the skirt stopping three inches from the knee. I slipped it on and zipped it up grabbing the three quarters length white jacket from my suit and slipped it on. I looked at myself in the mirror before I decided to add a thin brown belt. I smiled, stasfied with my appearance and dug a pair of nude Christian Louboutians out from their box and placed my all time favorite heels on my feet. I quickly moved to my jewelry box and found a pair of small diamond earrings, the ones my brother got me the day Emma was born. I smiled fondly at the memory and pushed the backs through the holes. I moved from the walk in closet to the bathroom and laughed at the sight of my hair; it screamed that I just had great sex. I shook my head and quickly ran a brush through my hair and decided to try an experiment. I grabbed a large section and braided it, wrapping it around the top part of my head. I giggled in delight and tied the end off in a bun behind my left ear.

"Christine!" Erik called up the stairs.

I huffed and opened the bathroom door "I'm almost finished!" I called before shutting the door again. I looked at my face in the mirror and smiled slightly, I had gotten most of my color back that I had lost almost a month ago; but then again I was a lot happier than I was a month ago. I decided against foundation and gave myself a light make-up look. I clasped my hands together and smiled before I walked out of the bathroom and out of my bedroom "I'm coming!"

I walked down the stairs and smiled as I saw Erik standing at the piano "You look," he paused and rubbed the back of his neck, looking up at me, the way I loved "stunning, Christine."

I looked at him and smiled, cocking my head to one side "You don't look too bad yourself, Mr. Holloway." I giggled slightly and wrapped my arms around his waist. He had changed his shirt into a short sleeved white V neck, kept the jeans he had on earlier and added a pair of black shiny boots. A pair of sunglasses was casually clipped to the point on his v-neck with a crème fedora with a large black horizontal stripe that sat on top of his head.

He shrugged and turned and wrapped an arm around my shoulders "I try." He pointed at his shoes "Versace."

I smiled and looked down at the shoes again "Very nice." I pointed to mine "Louboutians."

He whistled "Fancy." He walked with me to the elevator and looked down at me "Well, I heard that you took a week off work while Emma was gone, so I thought I'd take advantage of this opportunity." He punched in the code to the elevator and it made its decent.

I smiled and looked at him my eyes wild with excitement "Where are we going?"

He laughed and shook his head "Can't tell you that, Christine." Erik led me out of the elevator and into the black 2012 Cadillac CTS-V "But for the time being…" he produced something from his back pocket "I'm going to have to blind fold you."

I laughed and looked at him "you're not serious are you?" His expression didn't waver and mine fell slightly "Oh, you're serious." I sighed and slid into the back of the vehicle and Erik beside me "Whatever you do, don't take me to a saw mill and kill me." I laughed slightly as he pulled the blindfold over my eyes and tied it tightly around my head.

"Can you see anything?" I shook my head no "perfect." I heard the door shut and felt Erik's hand on my knee. I gave it a gentle squeeze and then heard the drivers side door open and shut quickly "You know where to go Maurice, I believe the directions I printed out should be descriptive enough."

"Of course." Maurice stated and I felt the car lurch forward.

"Erik, what about your work?" I linked my hands with his and I felt him bring my hand up to his lips to kiss it.

"Christine" he condescended "I'm the CEO I can take any amount of time off as I need." He placed another kiss on my hand before lowering it back to our legs "Besides, I think this will be well worth it, you'll love it."

I frowned slightly, how I wish I could see the expressions on Erik's face, or even the scenery outside the car. I felt the car turn to the left, and then to the right, did it do a loop? I sighed slightly and laid my head on Erik's shoulder "You know, I bet this looks real nice to the people driving next to us." I chuckled "A blind folded girl with a man and his driver."

Erik snorted with laugher "It would look ridiculous if the windows weren't tented enough." He gave my knee a gentle squeeze before he placed a tiny kiss on the corner of my mouth "Relax, Christine. You'll love where were going."

I nodded and relaxed taking time to listen to the classical music that cascaded through the speaker and into my ear drums. Every so often Erik would place a kiss on a part of my body; my hand, my forearm, my neck, my cheek and more often than not, my lips. I loved the blind kisses, I found it exhilarating. After a while of high speeds, the car slowed down and rolled to a stop.

I placed my hands in my laps and grinned excitedly "are we here!?" I practically bounced up and down in my seat

Erik chuckled "Almost, but I'm going to have to put these noise cancelling earphones on." He sighed and I could picture him shake his head "It all seems very weird now, but trust me."

"I always trust you." I whispered and closed my eyes, even though I couldn't see anything anyway. Erik slipped the earphones on my head, making sure he didn't ruin my cute little hairdo and in an instant I was deaf, alone with my thoughts and an annoying ringing in my ear. I felt Erik's hand touch mine and before I knew it my feet were on solid ground and then within seconds I was ascending stairs.

The head phones were pulled off my ears and I was gently pushed into a cool leather seat "Are you ready?"

I giggled slightly nodding "As ready as I'll ever be!"

I felt Erik's hands move behind my head and untie the blindfold "Before I take it off, close your eyes."

I laughed and closed my eyes tightly "Hurry up already! I'm dying to see where we are!"

He moved the blind fold off "Open your eyes."

I slowly opened them, the light seemed harsh now that I was used to the light "A plane?"

Erik scratched at the top of his forehead and shrugged "I'm taking you some place, on my personal jet."

I gasped slightly putting a hand to my mouth "Did you just say, Personal. Jet?" I laughed and looked around "Oh Erik! It's gorgeous!" I looked at the seat I was sitting in and ran my hands down the white leather. To my right two other chairs sat with a table between them, behind the chair I was sitting in two more chairs were situated in a sitting position with matching partners across the aisleway. The carpet was beige and the walls were cream with porthole windows and a gold trim. Lights glittered among the top and the cealing was bathed in a soft white light.

"care to take the grand tour?" He held out his hand and I smiled nodding excitedly. Erik and I passed the three extra rows of chairs and made it into a larger room in the back. It looked very much like a small apartment in the sky. Four chairs were sitting to the right in a circle around a table, a tan leather couch was pushed against the wall that held four port hole windows; A stainless steel staircase sat behind a fifty two inch plasma TV.

I gasped slightly and looked up at Erik "There's more!" I pointed to the staircase.

He chuckled and led me over to the staircase "of course there is more, Christine." He ascended the stairs two by two, myself following one by one; the stairs were replaced by a plush carpet that I sunk down at least an inch. To the right of me was a large open room with a smaller flat screen but a large long oak business table with ten seats. More portholes decorated the walls of the plane which led my view to a door. I pointed and Erik nodded showing the way. It opened into a bedroom complete with a king sized bed, a large tv and a remote controlled fireplace. Our luggage sat on top of the mattress but I sat down anyway.

"This is the best plane I've ever seen!" I threw my hands down my palms facing up "did you design this yourself?"

He shrugged and moved the luggage off the bed before he sat next to me "I did, I'm the leading company in aviation so I had to have one of the best planes on the market." He rubbed his chin before he looked at me.

I felt the comforter and smiled "it's so soft, down?" he nodded "This must have cost a fortune!" I looked around at the rounded cealing and the soft white light it was emitting "it's gorgeous." I mumbled as I laid back to look at the light.

He chuckled and got up "I make a couple hundred thousand dollars an hour, just in aviation." He turned off the lights and replacing it with views of the night sky and most of the constellations. I gasped slightly as the spectale before me un folded. "Oh Erik, this is perfect!" I turned my head to look at him and smiled "it's so beautiful!"

He nodded and looked at me "It is beautiful." He whispered before he pulled my chin in for a pulled back quickly and sat up "Come, we are departing soon, should get buckled in before the plane takes off and we're thrown around the cabin."

He stood up and I followed suite "Can you fly this?" I questioned

He laughed and looked at me "Can I fly this? Can I fly this?" he jogged down the stairs and I followed at a much slower pace "Christine, I didn't get my drivers license in college because I was too busy getting my pilots license." He held up his hands "you don't need a drivers license to get your pilot license." I chuckled and sat down in a seat at the table.

"Are you going to fly today?" I questioned, cocking my head to one side as I pulled the seatbelt from the plushy depths of the seat and tightened it around my waist.

He sat opposite of me and tightened his seatbelt as well "Nope, handing the plane over to the pilot today."

I smiled before I looked out at the skyline "so you're really not telling me where we are going?"

He shook his head "I can give you a clue."

I smiled "Oh yeah? Just one?"

He laughed "Just one."

I looked at the table and then back up at him "Okay, tell me."

He smiled "It's a lovely place I get to spend the rest of the week with my wife."

Authors Note: I described Erik's outfit in this chapter with a certain person in mind. I've always loved Ian Somerhalder so that's who I almost always picture for my Erik and most of the time I picture Miranda Kerr for Christine or the usual Emmy Rossum. I picture little miss Emma to look like Suri Cruise. So I'm curious to how you guys have pictured Erik and Christine for this story (Without my influence!) I'm super curious to know! Also, I'd love a plane like Erik's! Who wouldn't! ha. Any ideas to where they are going?!