More naughty stuff ahead. Again, it's the honeymoon.

After breakfast, Sean put the tray outside the suite door and walked back into the bedroom. Emma was standing by the window, "It's snowing."

Sean walked behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist, "It looks beautiful."

"Yeah."

"Not as beautiful as you, of course."

Emma laughed, "Sweet talker."

He put his head on her shoulder. "Do you want to go and walk around in it?"

"And then come back and have hot chocolate?"

Sean laughed, "Sure."

She turned around, "With marshmallows?"

He kissed her, "Yes."

"Okay," She walked over to her suitcase, "Let's get ready and go."

When Emma and Sean walked out of the hotel, they were arm in arm. She smiled and said, "It's so pretty out."

Sean nodded, "And quiet."

"I love how snow shuts everything down and makes everything so quiet and peaceful."

"Yeah. It's incredible how just a little bit of snow shuts everything down."

After fifteen minutes of walking around downtown Toronto, Sean and Emma made their way into a Tim Horton's. It was colder out than they thought, and they needed to warm up. While they were in line, Sean felt a tap on his shoulder. He turned around and said, "Jimmy Brooks?"

Emma also turned around, "Oh my gosh!"

Jimmy hugged Emma and said, "I thought it was you two," Jimmy extended his hand, and Sean shook it.

"Jimmy, it's so good to see you walking, man."

"Feels good. I won't ever be 100%, but I also don't rely on the chair or crutches to get around anymore." He looked at them, "So I hear congratulations are in order?"

Sean smiled and said, "Yes, we got married yesterday." They held up their left hands to show off their rings.

"Wow. I heard you were engaged. I didn't know about the wedding." He leaned forward and kissed Emma on the cheek, "That's great and honestly, about time."

Both Sean and Emma smiled.

He looked at Sean and said, "Seriously, though, it's good to see you." Jimmy continued, "I'm glad you made it back in one piece."

Sean nodded, "Thank you."

"I'm glad I ran into you."

"Oh yeah?" Sean was puzzled. He and Jimmy could never quite become friends when they were in high school. Something always seemed to screw it up.

Jimmy nodded, "A guy in my firm got his car modded at your shop and gave you rave reviews."

"Really?"

"Yeah, Mark Goldblum?"

Sean nodded, "Right! He has the midnight blue BMW."

Jimmy said, "Yes, he does. Do you remember all of your customers that well?"

"I try to." Sean smiled.

"Well, I was wondering if you could work on my car."

"Absolutely! I'll be back in the shop tomorrow morning. We're open from 8:30 - 1:30, so drop in anytime."

"Great."

They all talked for a few more minutes then ordered their drinks.

Jimmy said, "Well, it was good to see you both."

Emma smiled, "It was good to see you too, Jimmy."

Sean and Jimmy shook hands, "I'll see you tomorrow."

Sean said, "Looking forward to it."

Jimmy walked out, and Emma looked at Sean, "Isn't that amazing? We all thought he'd be in a chair for the rest of his life." Sean nodded, and Emma asked, "Are you okay?"

Sean nodded again, "Yeah, I'm fine."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes," He grabbed Emma's hand, "Are you ready to go?"

Emma nodded.

Sean and Emma walked around in the snow for close to an hour and decided to head back inside when Emma's toes felt numb. Sean ordered Emma to take off her boots and her socks as soon as they walked into their suite.

"Sit there." He pointed at one of the chairs in the living room, and she sat down. He knelt in front of her and started massaging her right foot.

"Oh my God," She threw her head back and said, "That feels so good." Sean smiled and continued the foot massage. Emma asked, "Can you do this every night for me?"

"Sure, if you need me to."

"Oh, I'll need you to." He laughed, and she said, "I think it's great that Jimmy wants you to work on his car."

"Yeah."

Emma looked at him, "Okay, something is definitely wrong. What is it?"

Sean took a deep breath, "Seeing him reminds me of Rick and what happened."

"Do you still blame yourself for Rick's death?" He shrugged. "Sean, you are not responsible. Rick is. He brought the gun to school, he shot Jimmy, and he was going to shoot me."

"But I wrestled him for the gun, and he ended up dying."

"Babe…"

Sean shook his head and shrugged, "I always blamed myself. And I couldn't face it."

Emma put her foot down and leaned forward, "Come here." She held his face in her hands, "It wasn't your fault, Sean. And you saved my life. You do know that, right?" He nodded, and she said, "You were so brave."

"I don't know if I was being brave or being an idiot. Why did I think I could talk him out of it?"

She knelt in front of him and asked, "Sean, have you talked about this in therapy?" He shook his head. "You really should."

"I know. I just have so many other things to talk about." He looked at her, "I am so fucked up."

"You have gone through a lot in your life, and you're dealing with it, but you're not fucked up, Sean."

Sean grabbed her and kissed her. When they pulled away, Sean stood up and held out his hand. Emma grabbed it, and he helped her up. Sean led Emma into the bedroom and over to the bed. Sean sat back against the headboard, opened his arms, and she snuggled into him. "Thank you."

"For what?"

Sean leaned his head on Emma's, "For loving me."

"I should say the same thing."

"It's easy to love you, Em."

She sat up, turned, and looked at him, "It's easy to love you too, Sean." He smiled, "There's a reason why I never stopped."

"Can I just hold you for a bit?" Emma nodded, and Sean opened his arms. Emma curled up into them, then traced circles on his chest as he held her.

After a while, she looked up at him and smiled.

He said, "Yes?"

"I think we should make love."

"Right now?"

Emma nodded, "Yes, right now."

"I mean, who could refuse that?" She got out of the bed, and Sean looked at her, puzzled, "Wait, where are you going?"

Emma started undressing. "I think it could be fun to make love over here."

Sean sat up and smiled, "By the window?"

She nodded, "Yeah," She slipped out of her jeans and said, "I'm feeling adventurous." She took her sweater off and stood in her bra and panties.

Sean walked over to her. "That could be a lot of fun."

Emma smiled and helped Sean get undressed.

Sean watched as she unbuttoned his shirt and unbuckled his belt. "I love it when you're aggressive."

She pressed her body against his, "I like it when you're inside me."

Sean smiled and got out of his clothes as quickly as possible. When he was naked, he turned her around, reached around from behind, and slipped his right hand into her panties.

Emma grabbed his hand and helped him. "Mmm, that feels so good."

"Yeah?" Sean moved his hand faster and faster until Emma came. When she did, she cried out his name. He helped her get out of her panties and said, "Bend over and hold the windowsill."

"Yes, sir." She did what Sean told her to do, and he slipped inside her. He started moving and held onto her hips at first. She moaned and grabbed onto the windowsill. After a few moments, he slipped one hand between her legs and the other into her bra. She turned her head, and they kissed as he moved. When they pulled away, Sean nibbled her shoulder as he kept moving.

When they were close, he whispered in her ear, "Let's try and come together."

Emma nodded, and he moved his hand between her legs faster and faster. Emma's body started shaking, and he whispered, "You feel so good, Em."

She moaned, and after a few moments, they both cried out each other's names.

"Are you hungry?"

"I am starving." Sean handed Emma the menu. She looked and said, "Oooh, I want french fries and a hot fudge sundae."

Sean laughed, "For dinner?"

"Yes."

He picked up the room phone, "Is that it?"

"And a veggie burger."

"Okay."

Sean ordered the food, hung up the phone, and sat back against the headboard.

Emma leaned her head on Sean's shoulder, "Thank you."

"For what?"

"For another wonderful day."

He grabbed her right hand and kissed it. "I should be thanking you too. Sorry, I kind of lost it earlier."

"Babe, you were fine. And you know that I am here for you and that you can talk to me about anything."

Sean nodded, "I know."

"Because I'm your wife, and I love you."

Sean smiled, "Can you say that again?"

"Because I'm your wife," She kissed him, "And I love you."

"That's my favorite thing in the world right now."

"Me referring to myself as your wife?"

"No," He kissed her and pulled away, "You being my wife."

Emma smiled, "It'll be a novelty for a little while."

He looked down at his ring, "I like that I finally have something to show off the fact that I'm a taken man."

Emma raised an eyebrow, "Why? Do a lot of women hit on you?"

"No," Sean turned to her, "Well, sometimes. At the shop."

"Oh? Do I need to kick someone's ass?"

Sean laughed, "You have nothing to worry about."

"Oh, I know I don't have to worry about you. You're a good guy, and you always have been." She looked at him, "If anyone was bad, it was me."

"Um, Em, are you forgetting the time I shoved you to the ground during a fight?"

"Sean, that was so long ago."

"I know, but therapy is helping me open a bit, and I feel like I should make amends."

"It's fine." She kissed him, "I promise. And if anyone should be apologizing, it should be me for dumping you the way I did when you enlisted."

"Nah, I understood your reasoning for that. It made sense."

"I don't know. We should have had a better ending to that stage in our relationship. I wrote about it a lot in the letters I never sent you."

Sean asked, "How many letters did you write?"

"Probably around 35-40 of them. I filled that journal rather easily."

"Wow. Really?"

She nodded, "You can read them when we get back to the apartment if you want."

He asked, "Are you sure?"

She nodded again and smiled, "Yes, I'm sure."

There was a knock at the door, and Sean said, "Food's here."

"Have them put it on the table. We'll eat like normal people for a change."

Sean laughed as he answered the door. "Hi, come on in."

Emma stood in the doorway of the bedroom and watched as the waiter placed the food on the table.

Sean grabbed his wallet and handed the waiter some cash, "Here you go."

"Thanks, sir. Enjoy your dinner."

"Oh, we will."

Emma sat down at the table and waited for Sean to join her.

"Those fries look good. Nice choice."

Emma smiled and took a bite of her veggie burger, then some fries and a bite of her sundae.

Sean laughed at how she was eating, "Wow, you are pregnant."

"I'm also starving."

"Yeah, sorry about that." Sean took some fries.

"Don't be. It was worth it."

After they finished eating, Emma asked, "Wanna watch a movie or something?"

"Sure."

"Let's see what they have." Emma was looking through the on-screen menu. "Oooh, let's watch A Star Is Born!"

Sean laughed.

"Please?"

"Fine."

"Thank you."

"But, the next movie will be my choice."

"Fine," Emma ordered it and got comfortable on the couch.

Sean sat next to her, "I heard this is a tearjerker, so try not to cry."

"Me?" Emma looked at him, "What about you?"

Sean asked, "What about me?"

"Who shed a tear watching Toy Story 3?"

"Hey! It was sad."

Emma laughed at him, "I love you."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah."

When the movie ended, Emma was nearly inconsolable. She couldn't stop crying.

"Em," Sean shook his head, "Emma."

"Oh my God… that was so sad."

"Yes, it was, but it's okay. Bradley Cooper is still alive."

She smacked his arm, "First of all, don't think I didn't see you wiping your eyes."

"I'll admit, it brought a tear to my eye."

"It was more than one tear, Sean."

Sean laughed. "Fine, it was more than one."

Emma suddenly grabbed and hugged him.

"Em?"

She held on tight, and he waited for her to pull away. "I'm sorry."

Sean asked, "What was that about?"

"I don't know. I guess I'm just grateful to have you here."

Sean caressed her face and said, "You have nothing to worry about, Em."

She nodded, "I know."

He kissed her, and when she pulled away, they snuggled together on the couch.

After a few moments, Emma looked up at Sean, and he started singing the first few words of Shallow, which made Emma laugh.

She playfully slapped him, "You goofball."

"I had to do something to break the seriousness, Em."

She rested her head on his chest, "You sang that pretty well."

"Yeah, thanks."

"I'm serious." She looked up at him again, "You have a pretty voice."

Sean scoffed, "Pretty?"

Emma sat up, "Yes, pretty. Why didn't you ever try and sing?"

Sean shrugged his shoulders, "I had enough to worry about when I was younger."

Emma joked and said, "We all did."

Sean laughed, "Plus, who would want to compete with Downtown Sasquatch and Hell Hath No Fury?"

"Oh my God, I forgot all about that." Emma shook her head and smiled, "I feel bad that I get to stay home tomorrow while you have to go back into the shop."

"I'll just be inspecting everyone else's work. It should be fine."

"I'll probably just hang out with Henry and watch TV."

"You know, I hope he's okay. We didn't plan on being here for two nights."

Emma smiled, "Aw, are you worried about him?"

"Maybe."

Emma giggled and kissed Sean. "You really are a good guy."

"I try."

Emma and Sean were about to get into bed, but she looked at him and said, "I'm not ready for sleep just yet."

Sean smiled at Emma, "Oh?" She shook her head, and he said, "Well, it's a good thing I didn't take my pills yet, huh?"

She smiled, took her robe off, and climbed onto the bed. She lay back, and Sean climbed on top of her.

"This has been a lot of fun."

Emma nodded, "Yes, it has."

"I don't want to go back to reality."

She caressed Sean's face, and then she kissed the scar above his right eye, then his right cheek, and then his lips. When she pulled away, she said, "Me neither."

Sean smiled, and they started kissing again. After a few moments, they began to make love quietly.

"Mmm, that was nice." Emma curled up against Sean in bed.

"Yes, it was." He took a deep breath and said, "So I'm guessing you want to know about the scar."

"Sean, only if you want to talk about it. You don't have to if you don't want to."

He nodded and said, "Okay. I can't talk about it yet."

"That's fine," She looked up at him, "Really."

He said, "I should take my pills."

Emma sat up and let him get out of bed. She followed him into the bathroom. They got ready for bed together, and Emma watched as Sean swallowed his pills.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

Emma shrugged, "Can't I watch my husband get ready for bed?"

Sean smiled, "If that makes you happy…"

"Oh, it does." Emma was about to put some moisturizer on her face when Sean grabbed her and kissed her. She squealed and giggled. When he pulled away, he winked and walked out of the bathroom.

Emma finished getting ready for bed and put on a t-shirt and a pair of satin shorts that belonged to a set of lingerie she brought with her but didn't get to wear.

Sean was sitting on the bed when Emma came out of the bathroom.

"I know I keep saying it, but thank you for everything, Sean."

"Well, I think you should be thanking Manny for our second night."

"Yes, but you provided all the fun."

He smiled.

They got into bed, and Sean shut off the light. "Goodnight, Em."

"Goodnight, Sean."

Sean and Emma woke up early the next day so they could check out of the hotel, go back to the apartment, and so that Sean could return to the shop. As Sean was grabbing his stuff and about to head out, Emma asked, "Do you want breakfast before you go?"

"Nah," Sean held his keys, "I can get something on the way in."

"Are you sure?"

"Yep," He walked over to Emma, who was standing at the kitchen island. "I'll see you later."

They kissed, and Emma said, "Have a good day at work, dear."

Sean laughed and said, "You can call me if you get bored."

"Okay." Emma watched as he left the apartment, and she looked around. Suddenly, she got an idea. Emma wasn't going to sit around and do nothing all day. She was going to redecorate their apartment.