Not sure how I came up with this one... I was visiting a nursing home and this came when I was walking up the stairs. Lol*

"Oh, Danny! Stop being such a big baby! How can you have death threats and bullets whizzing towards you, and be afraid of a teeny-tiny-itty-bitty needle?!" Linda asked, annoyed with Danny for insisting that he didn't need a shot.

"I'm not!" He argued. "I just really hate shots!"

The nurse looked at the ceiling with a shot in her right hand, and her left hand on her hip. "This is nothing. You fought in Iraq, for Pete's sake."

"Linda, I told ya. I'm not scared! I'm just—" he didn't finish because Linda had stuck him with the needle. He looked at her as she smiled smugly. He offered a fake "Ow...".

She looked at him and shook her head. "Baby."

Danny smiled and planted a quick kiss on his wife's lips. She smiled and turned around to retrieve his chart. He jumped off the examination table and took the chart from Linda. But she held on to it, and wouldn't let go.

"Not without a kiss first."

Danny smirked and gave Linda a sexy kiss. She handed him his chart and sent him out the door to the front desk. She shook her head as she went back to work, thinking about her husband.