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February 14, 1889

Moira shifted in bed to get more comfortable then reached to wrap her arm around her husband. She frowned when she didn't feel him in his spot. Dark blue eyes opened to see the space next to her was empty. Sitting up, she wondered what he was doing up this early in the morning. Before getting up from the bed, she noticed a bouquet of flowers on her nightstand along with a Valentine's card. She smiled then picked the flowers up to smell them, making her heart melt. She noticed there were red roses, daisies and irises. He really knew how to make her feel special. She held the flowers close to her chest while heading downstairs towards the kitchen to put the flowers into a vase.

As she entered the kitchen, she saw Jacob making tea and smiled. She leaned against the door frame to admire him. She felt lucky to have him as her husband after all he has done for her. She looked at one of the bright daisies in the bouquet as she reminisced about their life together. Moira couldn't believe that she shunned Jacob at first when they first met but after they opened up to each other, they had grown closer. Spending time with him, she realized how happy he made her and just looking at him made her smile to herself. Eventually they couldn't deny their feelings for one another.

They conquered London from the Templar Grand Master, raised a son and daughter that were well trained Assassins as well as surviving many hardships especially with them almost losing one another to a crazed killer. She was certain that nothing could tear her and her lover apart. Jacob turned to see Moira in the doorway, making him smile.

"I was just about to come upstairs and wake you up," Jacob replied walking over to her.

"I noticed my beloved husband wasn't by my side to greet me good morning," Moira said giving a small smirk, "Although I was please to be greeted by these beautiful flowers."

Jacob chuckled lightly and brought her into his arms to press his lips to hers. Moira placed a hand on his cheek while kissing back softly as she melt into his arms. He pulled back to gaze into her eyes with beautiful hazels while swiping some of her dark brunette hair away from her face.

"Happy Valentine's Day, love," Jacob said softly.

Moira smiled gently while stroking his cheek, "Happy Valentine's Day, darling."

"Did you sleep well?" he asked setting his forehead on hers.

"Always," Moira giggled then set the flowers on the kitchen table only to wrap her arms around his neck, "Although your snoring woke me up a bit."

"I'm not that bad," Jacob growled playfully while squeezing her waist slightly.

Moira laughed and placed a peck on his lips, "Only joking, love. You know I love falling asleep beside you and waking up to see you first thing."

Jacob smiled gently as his hands ran up her back, "The feeling is mutual."

Moira brushed her lips against his while still looking into his eyes, whispering lightly, "Bring the tea up to bed."

Jacob smirked at her words and kissed her softly, "You read my mind, love."

Moira cuddled up to Jacob while inhaling his musky scent mixed leather and sweat. She felt content right now as Jacob held her close to him. Jacob kissed the side of her head while running a hand up her bare back. Moira placed a few kisses on the nape of his neck causing him to chuckle a little. Moira smiled then let out a sigh through her nose while tracing light circles on his chest.

"Jacob," Moira said softly.

"Yes, Moira?" Jacob asked bringing her closer by her waist.

"I know that you said you didn't want to get gifts for each other this Valentine's Day," Moira piped up, hoping he wouldn't be upset.

"Moira," Jacob replied in a somewhat annoyed tone.

Moira bit her lip but sat up and looked at him, "Trust me, love. I know that you will like this."

She untangled her legs from his and pulled away from him to reach over to her nightstand. She pulled open the drawer and pulled out a small item then looked at Jacob to see him sitting up. Moira turned back to him with the item held close to her chest. She smiled softly at him as she gazed into his hazel eyes.

"I remember the first Valentine's Day we spent together," Moira started, "I wanted to make sure that everything was perfect but you had made it special. You mean the world to me and I love you so much, I always will. You're my partner, wonderful father to our children and my lover. I'll continue to stay by your side and support you every step of the way. I want to make this day special for you as well."

Moira then presented him with a framed photo and saw the surprised expression on his face. He slowly opened the frame to see that it was a current photo of Moira with a lock of her hair pinned to the velvet. He then looked up at Moira to see a soft expression on her face.

"I know you told me that Jack broke the photo of me I had given you our first Valentine's Day together..." Moira trailed off, "So I decided to give you a new photo. I know it's not like the old one but I still hope you like it."

Jacob looked from the photo then back to his wife who still had a sweet smile on her face. He placed the photo frame upright on the nightstand then brought Moira into his arms. Jacob held her tightly to him and placed his forehead on hers, gazing into the deep blue eyes he loved so much.

"It's perfect, Moira," he said softly, "I love you more than anything."

Moira smiled and slipped her arms around his neck, "I love you so much... now and forever."

He laid her back down on the bed as he continued to hold her close and gaze into her dark blue eyes. Moira stroked some of his hair away from his face while brushing her lips against his. He moved his hands down her sides then gently pressed his lips to hers. She greatly kissed him back softly while continuing to keep him close to her.

When they first met, they had no idea the overwhelming feeling they would have for each other. Divided at first, they came together to see how they really felt for one another. Together they could conquer anything that was in their path and always come out on top. Nothing would ever divide them, not even death itself.

A/N: Hey there, guys. I figured I would at least post a little oneshot of Jacob and Moira for Valentine's Day. I hope you guys enjoyed it.