Disclaimer: I don't own Spot though I wish I did. cries I don't own the song either. It belongs to Celine Dion. I do own my self.

So without further delay…

I Drove All Night

I taste your sweet kisses, your arms open wide

This fever for you is just burning me up inside

I had to escape

The city was sticky and cruel

Maybe I should have called you first

But I was dying to get to you

I was dreaming while I drove

The long straight road ahead

Ann hopped in her and backed out of her driveway as quickly as possible. She had to get away. She had to see him. She had to get out of the city. She needed his arms around her. She could already taste his kisses as she drove. Ann doubted that her mother would worry about where she was. Her mother would know. Ann knew she would be driving all night but that didn't matter. If it meant that she would be in his arms, she would drive for days on end if she had to. She had to be near him. She had to see his face. Maybe I should call him first. She thought. She knew he wouldn't care. Her body was screaming for him.

Could taste your sweet kisses, your arms open wide

This fever for you is just burning me up inside

I drove all night to get to you

Is that all right?

I drove all night, crept in your room

Woke you from your sleep, to make love to you

Is that all right?

I drove all night

What in this world keeps us from falling apart?

No matter where I go

I hear the beating of our one heart

I think about you when the night is cold and dark

As she drove, Ann wondered what could possibly be keeping them together. Long distance relationships never worked out. She had too many friends that had ended long distance relationships with guys they really loved. Yet theirs was still going strong. Anywhere she went she thought of him. She never heard the beating of her own heart but of their one. When the nights were cold and dark, she longed for him to hold her. She longed for him to be next to her.

No one can move me the way that you do

Nothing erases this feeling between me and you

Ann knew in her heart that no one would ever love her as much as he loved her. She knew that no one could take away the love between them.

I drove all night to get to you

Is that all right?

I drove all night, crept in your room

Woke you from your sleep, to make love to you

Is that all right?

I drove all night

Ann pulled in his driveway and hopped out of her car. She ran to the back of the house and ran to his bedroom window. She quietly opened it and climbed in. He always kept his window unlocked so she didn't have to wake his parents up by coming through the front door. She quietly walked over to his bed and laid down next to him. Ann gently touched his cheek with her fingers. He stirred and slowly opened his eyes. He was little surprised to see her there.

"Did you drive all night?" he asked her.

"Yeah. Is that all right?" she replied.

"Of course it is." he said slowly pulling her into a kiss.

"I'm glad you're all right with it, Spot." Ann said letting him wrap his arms around her. She pulled him toward her and pressed her lips to his. Spot slowly brought the kisses down to her neck and he slid his hands down her back. Ann wrapped her arms around his waist pulling him even closer to her. Ann let him slowly slide her shirt over her head. Spot knew exactly what do. This wasn't the first time she had climbed in his window.

As Spot slowly and gently slid his hands up and down the bare skin of her back and caressed her neck with his sweet kisses, Ann knew that this was where she belonged. She belonged in his arms. She knew she would never leave. She would always be here. She would love him forever.

I taste your sweet kisses, your arms open wide

This fever for you is just burning me up inside

I drove all night to get to you

Is that all right?

I drove all night, crept in your room

Is that all right?

I drove all night

AN: hey everyone! I hope you liked the story. I don't think I really changed anything in this story but I hope you liked it anyways. Don't forget to review and tell me what you thought of it.