The plane landed at a small airport. The stairs were rolled to the door and the passengers started exiting the plane into the Caribbean sun.

"Well, we're here." Walsh said

"That we are." Taylor smiled

"I have you all to myself." He put his arms around her waist

"Ummm… I like that idea." She smiled

"I bet you do." He replied

They picked up their bags and headed off to their hotel. They had their own private hut on the beach.

"Complete with palm trees, but does it come with the fruit shells with little umbrellas sticking out of them?" Taylor asked

"Whatever you want my lady." Walsh smiled

"I can't believe that your sister spent the money for this for us." Taylor said

"She's married to a lawyer, she's a nurse. They got the money I guess." He smiled

"Remind me to send them a really nice bottle of champagne or something." Taylor said

Walsh laughed. "Well Mrs. Walsh, what would you like to do?"

"Relax!" She replied

"Relax it is." He smiled as they entered their hut

"Look at this view!" Taylor exclaimed

"My baby deserves the best." Walsh smiled

"This is the best present anyone could have given us." She smiled back

"So what would you like to do now?" He asked

"Well… I did pack a little present for you." She smiled

"Oh really?" Walsh was intrigued

"Yep, but you have to be an especially good boy to get it." She teased

His face dropped. "But I don't want to be a good boy." He pouted

"Trust me, you WANT to be a good boy." Taylor grinned

She slipped into the bathroom and changed into a bikini. Then they were off to their private beach chairs to relax in the sun.

"Honey, you need to put some sun block on." Taylor said

"Why don't you put it on for me?" He asked

Taylor leaned over him and began to rub the sun block in on his back.

"Oh that feels nice." He said

He enjoyed her touch, it made him feel good. He pulled her down next to him.

"I think that I am the luckiest man alive." He said

Taylor smiled before Walsh kissed her. He ran his hands down her body. She giggled a little before she pulled away.

"What was that for?" He asked

Taylor smiled at him and threw their towels down on the sand. The sun was setting and it was beautiful. She lay down and soon he got the hint and joined her.

"Now where were we?" He asked

Taylor took his hands and placed them against her leg. "Right there." She smiled

He picked up where he left off. Soon he was gently untying the strings to her bikini and they gradually became one with each other.

They lay side by side on the towels looking up at the starlit sky.

"It's beautiful isn't it?" She asked

"Yes, it is very beautiful." He replied, "But not as beautiful as you."

She snuggled in close to him.

"That's what I really like. Having you close to me." She said

"I can't breathe if you aren't close to me." He said, "You are my world."

"Why William James Walsh, that has got to be the sweetest thing that anyone has ever said to me." Taylor replied

"It's the wholehearted truth." He replied, "When I thought that I had lost you- that was the worst feeling I've ever felt."

Taylor listened intently. They had not talked about the accident and deep down she was hiding the feelings that she felt from it.

"I'm sorry." Taylor said

"I was scared Alex. Scared that I'd have to attend your funeral too." He cried

She took her hands and clasped his, "Can I tell you something?" She asked

He was shocked that she had to ask him to confide in him.

"You can tell me anything you need to." He looked at her

She sat up for a moment.

"That day. I drove through the park because I was nervous. I never saw him coming. It was a sudden stop and then I remember the medics saying that it didn't look good. I was scared. Then I thought about it and the fact that this couldn't happen. I needed to be at the church." She paused

Walsh watched her eyes well up with tears. He couldn't help but feel the sadness too.

"On the operating table…" she continued. "I remember hearing the surgeon say something about losing me. I had this weird feeling come over me. It wasn't normal. Then I was standing in a brightly lit hallway, talking to Bobby. He was dressed in a white outfit. I asked him if I was dying. He told me that I was. I thought that I couldn't die. I needed to be at the church and becoming your wife. I was bawling when I felt my dad's touch. I wanted him to be at our wedding. And he told me that he would be. Then I got the weir feeling again and heard all sorts of beeps and alarms from the monitors." She stopped and wiped tears away from her eyes as Walsh pulled her in closer to him.

There were tears streaming down Walsh's face too.

"I prayed to God that he wouldn't take you. Not yet. I needed you too much for that. You're the only woman who has ever made me feel complete. I knew from the moment that I met you that you were the one. And you still are. You are the one woman in this world that is right for me. And from now on I am going to show you everyday how much you mean to me. I'm not going to lose you Alex. I will be right beside you no matter what happens. Till death do us part." He smiled

"I'm sorry to bring up the sadness." She said

"Don't be honey. We need to talk about these things. It's part of making us stronger." He said in reply

"But we're on our honeymoon." She protested

"Where better to let our feelings out than in the middle of a deserted beach with no one around and a blanket of stars?" He asked

She smiled.

"You're really something you know that?" She asked

"I am aren't I?" He smiled

"I think you've been a good boy." She said

Walsh grinned

"Do I get my surprise now?" He asked

"We'll have to go back to our hut first." She laughed as she got up and ran

He quickly followed. The lights went out and the stars danced high above them.