I do not own any Assassin's Creed characters but I do own Moira Frye.

February 14, 1918

Moira looked out the window of the small house to see the snow falling outside. She thought the snow looked beautiful as it fell slowly from the sky in fluffy flakes. The aged Assassin wished that she could actually go outside and enjoy the beautiful weather. Lately, her legs were aching from her injury years ago and was confined to her bed. Looking away from the window, she gazed up at the ceiling and thinking about London and how she wanted to go home. Since the Great War was taking a toll in London, her granddaughter suggested that she, Jacob, Evie and Henry should retreat to the countryside. For the past couple years, she remained in this small house with her husband, sister and brother in law. Lydia would occasionally come to check on them whenever things weren't too hectic in London. She thought her granddaughter and her new husband were incredible for helping London in the state that it is in now. Moira just wished that she was younger so she could help her friends and loved ones. Sadly, she nor the twins and Henry were able to fight anymore for the Brotherhood.

Moira soon heard the door to the bedroom open. She looked up to reveal Jacob stepping in, making her smile. He matched her smile as he approached the bed and sat by her side.

"How are you feeling, love?" Jacob asked taking one her hands into his.

"I am all right but could be better," Moira said softly, keeping the smile on her face.

Moira could see the pained look in his eyes only for her to place her other hand over his. She had been like this for a week and Jacob would fuss about getting a doctor. Moira tried to reassure him that she would be all right she did hate being confined to the bed. Still she didn't want to worry him or anyone else.

She smiled when he kissed her forehead and spoke up, "Happy Valentine's Day, darling."

Moira nearly forgot that it was Valentine's Day and felt bad that she lost track of the days. She hadn't gotten a chance to get out of the house so she could get something for Jacob. Moira then saw Jacob pull a card out of his coat only to hand it to her. Moira looked at it to see a dove on the card, making her smile. Moira turned the card over to read the inscription.

My darling dove,

You still make my heart fly after many years of marriage. Your bright smile continues to bring me joy with the mere sight. Even after so long, I still feel as though I'm a young bloke in love still trying to gain your affection. Never a day passes where I don't cherish your presence. I will forever love you, my dove.

Forever yours,

Your beloved rook

"I'm sorry it's not much," Jacob replied softly.

Moira could feel tears slightly well in her eyes and pulled him into a hug, "It's perfect... thank you so much."

"I love you so much," Jacob said softly as he placed a kiss on her lips.

Moira placed a hand on his cheek as she kissed him back, "I love you too... so very much..."

Jacob held her close to him, not wanting to let her go. Moira nuzzled his neck while taking in his musky scent that she has loved for over fifty years now. She couldn't believe that they would celebrate their 50th wedding anniversary in August. It didn't seem that long ago that they were starting their lives together. Jacob then pulled away to look at her.

"Tea is about ready, love," he said, "I'll bring it in for you."

"Thank you, darling," Moira said softly.

He placed a kiss on her forehead before getting up to leave the room. Moira then looked over at the photographs that she had on her night stand. Photos of her wedding day, her children when they were young, her grandchildren and last but not least, the photo Jacob had given to her on their first Valentine's Day where she placed her new Valentine's Day card. That very photo of Jacob was the one she would usually keep in her Assassin coat, bringing it with her everywhere. As she looked at the photos, she couldn't help but feel homesick. She missed her home, she missed London, she missed her memories there.

Jacob soon reentered the room with a tray of tea and set it on the nightstand on his side of the bed. He poured a cup and mixed cream and sugar in then handed it to Moira. She thanked him then took a sip of the tea, feeling her stomach flutter. He always knew how she liked it. Once he mixed together his tea, he sat next to her on the bed. Moira then looked over at Jacob, concern showing in her dark blue eyes.

"What did Lydia say about the state of London?" Moira asked almost quietly.

Jacob looked at her and frowned slightly, "She said it is still pretty bad... she isn't sure when we will be able to go home."

Moira nodded sadly while letting out a sigh then placed her tea onto the nightstand. Jacob knew how much his wife wanted to go back home. He didn't blame her since he wanted to as well. Jacob took her free hand into his, "I know you want to go home, Moira. I do as well but we need to have faith in Lydia and the other Assassins to take care of it."

"You're right," Moira said gripping his hand tightly.

Jacob then placed his cup of tea onto the tray then moved to bring Moira into his arms. Moira gladly cuddled into his embrace as she smiled softly. Being in her husband's arms like this always calmed her down and made her feel safe. She then thought back to their previous Valentine's Days. Her heart grew warm as the memories ran through her head.

Jacob could see the smile on his wife's face then kissed her head, "What's on your mind?"

Moira gazed up into the hazel eyes that she still loved, "Just thinking about our previous Valentine's Days... especially the first one we spent together."

"I still remember it as if it wasn't so long ago," Jacob said as he thought back to that night so many years ago.

Moira reached over to grab Jacob's photo from her nightstand then looked at it, "Still as handsome as you when you were twenty years old."

Jacob chuckled as he brought her closer, "Still beautiful as ever."

Moira smiled then saw Jacob pull something from his coat. She saw it was the photo she had given to him thirty years ago to replace the one that was broken. Jacob looked at it thoughtfully, "You're always with me, love."

Moira held him tighter as he said that, "As you are with me..."

"I was thinking..." Jacob trailed off, "Since Greenie and Evie are thinking of going out to dinner, we could have dinner together here."

"That would be wonderful," Moira said kissing his cheek.

Later that evening, Moira was reading a book in bed by the candlelight. She could smell dinner in the kitchen and couldn't help but think it smelled wonderful. Throughout the years, Moira taught Jacob how to cook to where the food wasn't charcoal as the ending result. He wasn't bad with making a lot of things. The door to the bedroom opened and Jacob stepped in.

"Dinner smells wonderful, darling," Moira said.

"Hopefully it will be delicious," Jacob chuckled as he walked to her side.

Moira put her book on the nightstand then carefully sat up. Jacob wrapped his arm around her and helped her stand up. He slowly led her towards the kitchen to the table. Moira saw the dinner displayed before them which consisted of a small roast, yorkshire pudding and diced potatoes. Jacob carefully helped her into her seat then kissed her head.

She giggled lightly then looked back at the spread, "This looks absolutely wonderful."

He thanked her and sat down across from her. They both enjoyed their meal and began to reminisce about everything over the last fifty five years together. No matter what, Moira would always love her reckless Assassin, even though they have grown older and couldn't help their Assassin brothers. He was still the man she knew when they first met and she wouldn't have him any other way.

After dinner, Jacob was about to move Moira back into the bedroom but she begged for him to let her rest on the couch. She was tired of the bed and wanted to spend some time with him in the living room in front of the fire. He gladly listened to her pleas and helped her into the living room. Jacob had settled her onto the couch so she was comfortable then went to start the fire in the hearth. Moira watched her husband start the fire with a small smile on her face. Once Jacob was finished, he then sat beside her to bring her into his arms. Moira cuddled into him and sighed happily.

"Today was perfect, Jacob," Moira murmured softly against his chest.

"I'm glad," Jacob said kissing the top of her head, "Happy Valentine's Day, my darling dove."

"Happy Valentine's Day, my beloved rook," Moira giggled slightly.

Moira closed her eyes as she listened to Jacob's heartbeat and breathing. She began to fall asleep but had a smile on her face. Jacob looked down at his wife and chuckled lightly. He kissed her temple before setting his head on top of hers, beginning to fall asleep as well.

A/N: I hope you guys enjoyed that. I am sorry I have not been active since I haven't been able to really write anything but I am slowly working on something for the Assassin's Creed Oneshots. If you have a oneshot you would like done, feel free to message.