Here you go told ya I'd update quickly. Sorry I know there must have been loads of alerts about this fic but I couldn't get it posted properly so I apologise. Thanks for the reviews and hopefully you'll continue to do so.

Sorry it's so short

Chapter 2

The boys waved Sandy and Kirsten out of the driveway after packing the car with four large suitcases and a vanity case. Much to Sandy and Seth's indignation. "Mom I think you seriously need to clean out your closet." Kirsten kissed both her boys goodbye and climbed into the driver's seat. "Um honey? I think you're in the wrong seat." Sandy said matter of factly.

"What the driver seat? Nuh uh you always get to drive and I just sit there bored out of my mind. It's your turn." She protested

"But who'll navigate?" he asked knowingly raising his eyebrows in persuasion.

"We have GPS!" She defended. Sandy tilted his head and pouted slightly. Kirsten shook her head in frustration, "Fine," she slid over to the passenger seat, "But at the next stop we're switching." Sandy laughed and placed himself in front of the steering wheel. Kirsten looked out of the window moodily. She hummed along to the music and Sandy placed his hand on her thigh. "This is gonna be fun. We get to be alone. No interruptions. Just us." He said happily, "I just hope the boys are ok." He finished gazing out at the road worry evident upon his face. Kirsten smiled at his concern.

"You heard them they'll be fine. They have the numbers to our cells. They're good kids. Don't worry. Plus we'll be calling them on a regular basis. Just to check." She assured, "Sandy. They're seventeen years old. I think they'll be okay. My dad is there if they have any trouble." Sandy chuckled.

"Yeah because that's the first place you'd wanna go for help."

After an hour on the road Sandy pulled the car into the parking lot of a greasy spoon. "Well this looks romantic." Kirsten said disappointed.

"Come on honey. When's the last time you pigged out on fried food and beer?" he asked. Kirsten smiled.

"Good point." She answered convinced. She linked her arm with Sandy's and they proceeded to the café. They both propped themselves up on stools at the main counter. "Two Burger's and fries with a side of onion rings and two beers." Sandy ordered. He turned to his wife, "Does this place bring back any memories?" he asked. Kirsten frowned thinking back. After a few moments her face lit up.

"Franks. That dingy little bar we used to go to." She said wistfully.

"That's the very one. It's where I fell in love with you." Kirsten smiled lovingly and kissed him lightly on the lips.

"Continue." She pushed.

"Well you were working as a waitress in a cocktail bar. That much is true…ow" Kirsten had elbowed him in the chest, "Okay, okay. Wow not a fan of the Human League huh? Well I was there with my buddy Peter and you waited on us. You were wearing these baggy jeans and a little black t-shirt just short enough to see your belly button. Which was, at the time, pierced, due to your rebellious phase and I ordered two beers and two burgers and fries with a side of onion rings." He stopped to thank the waitress who had just laid their order on the counter. He picked up a fry and popped it into Kirsten's mouth. He continued with his story, "Then after Peter had left I walked up to the bar to try to get to know a little bit about this blonde beauty serving me fries and beer." He paused and Kirsten laughed knowing what was coming, "And you shot me down." He finished laughing as Kirsten giggled into her beer.

"Well you were like the third guy at the bar to hit on me that night and I was too tired to realise that were neither drunk nor over fifty like the rest of the cretins who drank in there. But I gave you a chance didn't I? I let you hail me a cab." She defended.

"Yeah. And you let me pay for it too."

"You're the one who decided to ride along with me to 'make sure I was okay'" she laughed, "Which was really to ensure you were asked up for coffee!"

"I charmed you though. It worked. You did ask me up for coffee and I graciously accepted."

"Yeah it's funny how you didn't actually drink your coffee until the next morning though huh?" she teased. Sandy watched as his wife blushed slightly. He grinned as he thought back to that night. He couldn't believe she even allowed him to get in a cab with him and the next moment she was tearing his clothes off in her apartment. Say what you want about one night stands with strangers but it was the best decision he had made to date.

Sandy courteously held the passenger door open for Kirsten as she approached the car and she got in. Sandy ran around to the other side of the car hoping Kirsten wouldn't realise until they were in the road. He jumped into the car and sped out of the parking lot. After a second Kirsten spoke up, "Hey! Aren't I supposed to be driving?" Sandy opened his mouth in shock.

"Oh…honey I'm sorry I forgot."

"Yeah, yeah just shut up." Kirsten said secretly glad she was in the passenger seat next to her husband as she leaned over and nestled into Sandy's shoulder. He hooked his arm around her waist and pulled her close. He hoped she wouldn't be mad when she found out he had brought two sets of golf clubs along for the ride.

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