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A.N: This is completely inspired by the song "Good Morning Beautiful" which is sung by Gary Allen, I think. It's basically set the morning after Tommy and Kim's wedding The following are the set of lyric's I mainly used, though the whole song is amazing. But I really only used the refrain.

Good morning beautiful, how was your night? Mine was wonderful with you by my side. And when I open my eyes and see your sweet face it's a good morning beautiful day. . .

The morning after the best day in Tommy's life definitely ranked as the best in his life. In general Tommy Oliver was the epitome of 'not a morning person.' Without at least two cups of coffee he was grouchy and mostly incoherent and it wasn't until the third that he approached humanity. But this morning, the morning after his wedding to the woman he'd loved since he was 17, was unlike any other morning.

His rise into consciousness was gradual and peaceful, not at all the violent awakening it usually was. Before he opened his eyes he became aware of the warm body curled into his own and he did something he never did before his fifth cup of lifeblood, otherwise known as coffee, he smiled. Opening his eyes he looked down at the woman beside him, at his wife, and his smile got even wider. Shifting a little he made himself more comfortable so he could continue to watch her sleep without getting a stiff neck in the process.

The sunlight spilling in the window was a flattering accompaniment to her beauty he thought as he examined how it played on her face. It picked out the tiny freckles that spilled across the bridge of her nose and cast enticing shadows onto one side. He watched the tiny muscles in her face begin to move as she started to wake and stared, fascinated. She scrunched her nose and then cracked her eyes a bit. With a groan at the light that met them she buried her face into his chest, a chest rumbling with suppressed laughter.

"Good morning, beautiful." He said softly, urging her chin up and laying a loving kiss on her lips. His first good morning kiss he thought happily, the first of many.

"G-morning handsome." Kim's voice was roughened by sleep but it was easy to hear the love in it as well.

"How was your night?" He asked, stealing another kiss.

"Gooo . . . .ood," her voice cracked on a yawn halfway through but she persisted until the word was completed. She snuggled in more closely before continuing. "How was yours?"

"Wonderful" he said with a grin. "I don't think I've ever slept that well in my life." He teased.

Kim lifted herself onto an elbow and looked at him. "Oh you were talking about sleeping, well that part was fabulous."

If he hadn't seen the mischievous twinkle in the back of her eyes Tommy might have taken offence at the insinuation but he had so he decided to play along. "Nah, I was definitely talking about sleeping. I feeling amazingly well rested." The look on her face was priceless he decided as he broke into laughter.

Kim made an indignant noise and rolled away, intent on getting up. Tommy sobered quickly and reached out to grab her wrist. "I was teasing love." He said when she arched an eyebrow at him. "I did sleep well last night, but the rest of it was better. I'm glad we waited this time. It was worth it."

Mollified she allowed herself to be tugged back into his arms. "I thought you said it was a stupid idea."

"No, as I recall I said I thought it was likely to kill me. But it didn't, I'm alive and well."

"I can tell."

"And I really like this way of waking up. I like seeing your face first thing, feeling you beside me. It's a good feeling."

"I agree."

They fell into a companionable silence, just enjoying lying there with each other. Tommy drew lazy patterns on her upper arm and Kim stared at nothing in particular while her hand returned the favor next to her head on his chest. Finally, Tommy stirred a bit.

"Can you see the clock beautiful?"

She moved her head a bit. "It's 10:30." She sighed. "We have to leave by three, right? That way we can get to the airport in time to catch our flight?"

"Yep."

"I suppose we should start moving then."

"Okay." Tommy moved suddenly and she was pinned beneath him, staring into laughing brown eyes.

"Not what I had in mind handsome."

"I know," he said with a boyish grin. "But we've got plenty of time. Let's make the beautiful day better, shall we." He leaned down to kiss her and any protest was last in their rising passion.

The End