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Chapter 5
"Henry, this is wonderful! Thank you so much for a wonderful weekend away." Elizabeth expressed as they were sitting outside on the deck of a quaint little bistro. What could possibly be better than a night out alone with the love of her life, overlooking the ocean as the moonlight danced across the waves.
"You are what makes this wonderful, my love." Henry replied back to her. Just by glancing at her, he knew she was really beginning to relax and enjoy herself. Her eyes sparkled in the dancing flame from the candle that was lit on their table. He loved this woman with all his heart, and was amazed that as the days and years became longer, he fell more in love with her.
They sat, ate, and talked through their dinner. This felt like the good old days, no cares in the world, but just the two of them being together. Yes they talked about the kids and worried about them, but what parent doesn't worry when they are away from their kids? Her detail even gave them a little extra space, for they too knew that the McCords truly needed to be together, alone(or as alone as her agents would allow). Being out in public always made Frank and the other guys nervous, but he knew they needed it, that this couple was not your typical political couple, they were intact husband and wife, who only would sneak around with each other trying to get kisses in when they could.
The restaurant was not too far away from the beach house, so they had been given permission to walk back along the beach. There was something comforting and romantic about walking along the edge of the water at night with the moon lighting their way. Of course they had two agents walking in front of them, and two trailing behind, but Elizabeth and Henry didn't even notice, they were intact too focused on each other to notice her "private army" as the kids referred to them.
Before heading back into the house, they stood there embraced in each others arms, offering so much comfort without speaking a word. Their hearts beating in perfect rhythm with the sounds of the waves crashing around them, basking in the glimmering moon light. This was a perfect day, but there was still so much to be said, neither wanting to break the perfection of the day.
"Thank you for this Henry, I truly do appreciate everything that you do for me, and for the kids, and for US. I know I don't say it as often as I should, but I need you to know that no matter how hard it gets between us, I will ALWAYS love you. You are my one and my only, I could never live without you." Elizabeth said to him, as her eyes sparkled with tears as the moon washed over her delicate features.
"Liz you are so very welcome, I too appreciate all that you do for me, us and our family, and now our country. I have always loved, that no matter what is happening around the world, you always put OUR world first, and I know the kids appreciate it also. I could never live without you, I know sometimes we get busy and don't always tell each other "I love you" but we know, I know that at the end of the day WE are what matters. I love you Elizabeth McCord, now, forever, and always. I promised to make up our disaster of an anniversary trip to you, and this weekend is part of that." Henry confessed. He had a few other tricks up his sleeve to prove that he was serious about making up that terrible weekend to her. Smiling he bent down to kiss her, wiping the tears from her cheeks.
Back inside the house, it was once again, impossible for them to keep their hands off of each other. Henry, being the gentleman that he is, carried his wife to bed, like he had done so many years ago on their wedding night. This night they didn't have a care in the world, they just moved to the music that was the beating of their own two hearts. They always had great sex, but tonight it was different, it wasn't a desperate attempt to make up for lost time, it was an intimate, slow, loving, passionate night of lovemaking. Falling asleep in each others arms, they would stay there, entwined legs and arms, comforted by the continued rhythm their hearts beating.