March 2018

"Adam, where are we going?" Grace laughed, as he practically pulled her through the camp one evening around sunset.

"It's a surprise," Adam replied.

"Surprised are overrated. Now tell me, please," Grace begged.

"Nope," Adam grinned.

"Adaammmmm," Grace whined.

"You're even beautiful when you're whining," Adam said.

"Don't you try and sweet talk me Graves."

"Darlin'," Adam said, using his best southern accent. "I'm from Californi, I flatter not sweet talk."

Grace laughed, "you could of fooled me," she replied, sarcastically.

"Ok, here we are," Adam said, as they rounded the corner. A blanket was spread out on the ground. "Welcome to date night," he smiled, "where we serve rice and beans and the ever delicious bottled water."

Grace laughed, "who could say no to that."

"Happy birthday, Grace," Adam smiled, giving her a quick kiss.

"Thank you," Grace smiled back.

"You're welcome," Adam replied, "now let's eat. I'm hungry."

"Me too," Grace said as they sat down. "And I'm sure you slaved for hours over this meal."

"You know it babe," Adam winked, handing her a bottle of water.

"Adam?"

"Yes dear," he joked.

Grace rolled her eyes before turning serious again. "Should we be doing this. Us, I mean. We're here to get the bad guys."

"And does this take away from us doing that? Everybody needs a break, Grace. We go over things everyday."

"I know but I can literally hear several people saying this is a bad idea. To wait until it's over. Until we're back home." Grace replied.

"Is that what you want to do?"

"No."

"Then why should we?" Adam asked, eye brows raised.

"Well..."

"Now that's that's settled," Adam said, "let's eat. I'm hungry."

"Men," Grace laughed, shaking her head. "Always have food on their minds."

"Either that or a very lady."

"Should I be jealous?"

"And I thought you were a federal agent. I think you should be able to figure out who's on my mind," Adam replied.

"I knew it, it's your mom isn't it?" Grace joked.

"Even though it is a very good guess, you are wrong. No, this woman is a beautiful intelligent person with a name of an angel."

Grace smiled and kissed Adam's cheek, "could you be anymore perfect?"

"I doubt it," he smirked, pressing a kiss to Grace's lips as he playfully slapped his chest.

A/N

Just a lot of fluffy sweet stuff. Cause who wouldn't fall for a handsome, sweet marine? Next chapter the plot thickens and then we get to go home! At least, back to LA.