Dreams Do Come True - of Wine & Roses
Title: Dreams Do Come True - of Wine & Roses
Author: amy_0127
Author notes: OOC in places; This year's Tournament of Roses Parade (the 125th) theme is "Dreams Do Come True" Given the premise of my "Dreams & Fantasies" story, this was a perfect fit. Had to post in two parts.
Warnings: Slash - Gibbs/DiNozzo
Spoilers: Season 9, Episode 11 - "Newborn King" -just a tiny one.
Characters/Pairings: Gibbs/DiNozzo
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Romance/Drama
Word Count: 10.745
Disclaimer: Don't own anyone recognizable. Appreciation and apologises to the ones who are recognized. Hoping you'll be flattered, not pissed off.
Summary: A last minute vacation trip holds many surprises for Tony.
“Got us a few days off.”
“Yeah? So where do I sign to save your soul?”
“No strings - we deserve it.”
Tony raised his head, “What did you promise?”
“Only that his number one team would be in fresh and ready to tackle the world in 2014.”
Tony laid back and threw his arm dramatically over his eyes. “We are so screwed.”
Gibbs straddled him and lifted his arm from his eyes. His mouth formed an evil grin. “Not we - just you.”
Tony sighed, “I love it when you talk dirty to me”.
He captured Gibbs’ lips in a searing kiss and spread his legs.
******
The next morning, Tony waited by the coffee maker until Gibbs returned from his run.
“I thought you said a few days?” he said as Gibbs walked through the front door. “We are off for a week!”
“That’s considered a few, isn’t it?”
“No, Jethro. This isn’t considered ‘time off’ - it’s considered a vacation! You commandeered a vacation for us!” He looked at Gibbs, his eyes shone with the absolute love and adoration he felt for him.
Gibbs shrugged and dipped his head to hide his grin. “The team deserves it.”
Tony sauntered up to him, wrapped his arms around his shoulders, and pulled him close. “Thank you.” He released him with enough room to bend forward and kiss him thoroughly but leaving no room to doubt how he felt. He could have stayed there for hours. His breath mingled with Jethro’s, each giving life to one another. Their lips sliding against one another’s, soft and tender, their tongues peeking out to take in more of the flavor each had to offer.
Gibbs was the first to pull away, “Hey”, he breathed against Tony’s mouth. “We have to get ready.”
“I’m ready”, Tony took Gibbs’ hand and placed it on his erection. “Say when.” He captured his lips once more letting his tongue play over his teeth and pushed it into his mouth, melting into the taste and texture. He moved Gibbs’ hand over his hardened cock, squeezing in a pattern that always drove him crazy.
Gibbs let himself indulge in the feel of Tony’s cock underneath his hand though it was covered by the denims he was wearing. “That’s it, keep doing that.” Tony began to thrust in his hand.
“Tony.” Gibbs spoke into their joined mouths. “I need to shower.”
“No.” Tony almost pleaded with him. “Want you now”. Gibbs smelled like the outdoors, and sweat, and it was intoxicating. Whatever pheromones Gibbs gave off after a run or a good work out incited an insatiable sexual beast in Tony and drove him crazy with need. He loved it when the need was primal, just two attracted bodies rutting for release.
Gibbs took charge and turned them around so that Tony’s back was against the doorway entrance. He took Tony’s mouth in a claiming kiss that consumed them both and when he broke free for air, continued to kiss and nip his way over Tony’s jaw to the soft skin of his neck. Tony took that moment to spread his legs wider giving more access to his growing erection and field for Gibbs to play. He moved in time to Gibbs’ hand and turned over all thoughts to the sensations flooding his body.
“Hands over your head.” Gibbs growled. Tony’s hands immediately grabbed the door frame above his head while he continued to thrust into Gibbs’ hand. Gibbs used his other hand to unbutton Tony’s dress shirt and splayed it open. He stood back and watched as Tony continued to thrust in his hand, his legs spread, hands above his head, shirt open.
“Take it out, Jethro. Touch me, jerk me off.” Tony’s voice was half command, half plea. Gibbs latched on to one of his exposed nipples and sucked hard as his free hand undid the button on Tony’s jeans and lowered the zipper to free his cock. He stroked Tony’s dick firmly, applying more pressure at the base and the tip, keeping him on edge, never letting him fall over.
His kisses became sloppy, and Tony’s eyes closed to the feeling of flesh on flesh, the exchange of fluids lubricating their play, from their mouths, and Tony’s leaking cock. Tony was just on this side of tipping over the edge when Jethro stopped and pulled his hand away. He opened his eyes and tried to focus to find Jethro had placed a kitchen chair in front of him and was touching himself watching Tony’s reactions. Tony’s eyes rolled back and he let go of the entrance way.
“No, hands up. I said do not move.”
Tony’s hands scrambled to grab the door frame and his eyes flashed forward. “Gonna have to get some ropes or chains to hold you in that position.” Jethro pulled down his running shorts and tugged at his cock harder. “Love seeing you this way; your cock hard, ready to play, your nipples standing at attention, begging to be sucked. Where should I start? Or should I let you writhe as you are? I love to jerk off watching you. I’m close, Tony. Keep dancing for me - it won’t be long.”
“Please, Jethro!”
He watched while Jethro stroked himself, twisting his hand as he reached the head of his cock and lightly danced his fingers across the slit. He took time to gather the liquid there and sucked his fingers in his mouth, closing his eyes. “Shit, Jethro!” Tony thrust his hips forward but met no satisfaction. “Jethro, please - talk to me or touch me or release me. I need you.”
Jethro stood up and approached him, cock still in hand. “Want to come all over you.” He stood closer and pulled harder on his cock, letting a moan escape. “Can you come without me touching your cock?” He licked Tony’s lips. Tony’s tongue darted out dueled with his.
He slipped his free hand in Tony’s jeans and started stroking his balls, rolling them in his hand. Tony began to pant, “Oh fuck, yes! So close…Oh God!”
Jethro bent his head and sucked on Tony’s nipple hard. Tony’s arms came down and circled around him as he came with a shout. The feel of the warm liquid shooting between them had Jethro following right behind adding his to the mix. He grabbed Tony’s cock and rubbed it as they both came down. Tony took his face in both hands, gently kissed him, and then started to squirm, “Ok, ok! Stop, stop!” He took Jethro’s hand in his, “I love you”.
“Love you too.”
“Wait a minute. You said we had to get ready. Ready for what?”
Gibbs chuckled. “Let’s get a shower first.”
Tony looked down and grinned. “Yeah, good idea.” He leaned in for another kiss. “That was hot, you know.” .
“Oh, I know.” he grinned.
They showered separately to save water.
“And I repeat, ‘Get ready for what?’” Tony asked as he walked down the stairs.
Gibbs walked over to the end table in the living room and pulled out three pieces of paper from under his laptop. He handed them to Tony. “This”.
Tony looked at the sheets of paper and then at Gibbs. “These are tickets - to Pasadena, the Tournament of Roses Parade and the Rose Bowl! You can’t be serious!”
Gibbs just looked at him.
“But of course you are serious! Are you kidding me? No, I know you aren’t.” Tony stopped babbling before it got worse. “Do you even know how much I love you right now, Leroy Jethro Gibbs?” He took Gibbs’ face in his hands and kissed him soundly. There was no mistake in the emotions he conveyed - excitement, joy and pure love. “I don’t know what to say.”
“Well, I do - pack your gear - we’ve got a plane to catch!”
Tony outright laughed at the Boss bark, snagged another kiss and bounded up the stairs.
Gibbs leaned against the door jamb and smiled to himself. He felt like the luckiest person on the planet.
~~~~~~~~~~NCIS~~~~~~~~~~
The minute Leon gave his OK to the time off, Gibbs was out the door and finalizing his plans. His idea had been in the works since early spring, knowing the hoops he would have to jump through to pull this off but fortunately, he had friends in high places who owed him a favor or two. It was finally coming together with Vance agreeing to the time off.
All summer he had been working out more diligently, eating better and had cut down on the intake of alcohol so that the dress blues he had been assigned years ago still fit perfectly.
One afternoon in late October, he pulled the ensemble from his closet and tried it on. It fit almost perfectly; he couldn’t ask for more than that after all the years. He carefully hung it up and wrapped it in plastic for the dry cleaners. When it came back, he held it until he was sure the time off was approved and then had it shipped ahead of them to the hotel.
~~~~~~~~~~NCIS~~~~~~~~~~
“The room, the view….It’s perfect, Jethro!” Tony flung his arms around him. Gibbs chuckled against his neck while being smothered in an almost Abby-style embrace.
He pressed his lips to Tony’s neck, his tongue sneaking out to taste the soft skin. Tony relaxed his hold almost immediately and angled his head for better access enjoying the attention. As he kissed his way to the magical spot behind his ear, Tony’s stomach growled making them both laugh. “Guess I know what’s first on the agenda.” Tony smiled sheepishly as his stomach made its demands known once again. “It’s been a while since breakfast…”
“So, room service or do you want to go out?”
“Let’s just go downstairs and get a quick bite tonight. But can we have breakfast in bed in the morning?” Tony’s eyes sparkled with boyish excitement.
“Anything you want. I’m going to wash up first. Be just a few minutes.” He pecked him on the cheek and headed to the bathroom with his toiletry bag.
As he set his bag down on the counter he noticed to his left was a standard hotel bathroom with toilet and tub/shower combo. To the right was a frosted glass sliding door. He opened it to find the Jacuzzi room. Three steps led up to the tub which was big enough to hold six people. The perimeter was made of marble and a small cooler sat in the corner with chilled champagne and a tray of chocolate dipped strawberries and bananas inside. A 42” television was mounted in one corner and surround sound speakers were cleverly disguised in decor. The hexagon shaped room was enclosed with tinted glass on three sides as was the skylight. Occupants could clearly see out but no one was able to see in and it gave the illusion the room was suspended in the air. Jethro grinned to himself knowing what Tony’s reaction would be once he saw it for himself.
He washed up and walked back into the bedroom area only to find Tony, shoes off and sound asleep on the bed. He stood in the doorway for a moment just watching him. Tony’s face was relaxed, the masks he wore for the general population were gone, and he was himself for this brief time. Though Jethro had seen him like this several times before, it still took his breath away. He was in awe and simultaneously frustrated that the world didn’t see Tony the way he did. They didn’t see the smart, sexy, loving man he was underneath it all. Jet lag and his internal clock got the best of him and he laid down along side his partner and fell asleep.
~~~~~~~~~~NCIS~~~~~~~~~~
Gibbs awoke shivering against cool air being blown across his nipple, the right one if he wanted to be exact. A warm mouth latched on and sucked on the left side this time. The pull reached down to his balls and he thrust upward, his body begging for more though his brain was not yet engaged in the dance.
“Slow it down, Marine. Got you - relax.”
The inflection and tone were enough to make Jethro’s fuzzy mind stop trying to engage and just let the sensations rush through his body. Gentle kisses rained down on his stomach making the muscles twitch at every touch of Tony’s lips. His tongue licked down the crease of his pelvis and instinctively Jethro spread his legs. Tony sucked on the soft flesh of his inner thigh and then ran his tongue across his ball sac paying the same attention to the other side of his body. By the time Tony sucked one of his balls in his mouth, Jethro was rock hard and wide awake. Tony kissed his way up Jethro’s cock and sucked in the head, his tongue swirling around it, gathering all the pre-cum that had leaked out and then began to swallow him.
“Fuck, Tony!” Jethro’s upper body shot up off the bed and his hands threaded through Tony’s hair gripping it as he tried to pull him off but Tony wouldn’t let go. Clutching his hips to hold him in place, he started to bob up and down adding pressure with his lips where he knew Jethro liked it the most and then held his balls, rolling them in his hand, expertly working him into a frenzy. The man was about to lose his mind which was just where Tony wanted him and he did not let up until he heard Jethro shout and felt and tasted him come down his throat.
Tony kissed his way up Jethro’s body, pausing to lick a nipple on the way up which made Jethro’s body shudder. When he reached his mouth, he realized Jethro was falling back to sleep. Placing a soft kiss on his lips, he covered him up and got up to take a shower and make coffee.
~~~~~~~~~~NCIS~~~~~~~~~~
About an hour later, Jethro snuck up behind Tony and snaked his arms around him, one across his chest holding his shoulder, the other across his stomach, gripping his hip. He bit the juncture where his neck and shoulder met and kissed the hurt away, making his way to the spot just below his ear that was known to send him flying and worried it with his tongue.
Tony set his coffee down and leaned back to enjoy the attention he was given when a knock at the door slammed them both back into reality. Tony let out a small laugh, “That would be room service”. Disengaging Jethro’s arms from his body, he turned around and grabbed his hands, laced their fingers and kissed him soundly. “Hold that thought.” he said as he let go and answered the door.
Once the tray was set up, the attendant was sent away with a generous tip on top of the automatic gratuity and a promise to ring him back and set the tray outside the door when they were finished.
Tony poured the coffee into mugs from the carafe while Jethro set the roll-ups and plates on the bar. “Got you the ham and cheese omelet and homefries.” He surveyed the tray and found what he was looking for. “And Tabasco!” Jethro grinned.
“I haven’t eaten for almost 24 hours - I hope you don’t mind.” Tony sat down and took a huge bite of the pancakes he had ordered for himself. “Didn’t you just eat about an hour ago?” Jethro teased as he shoved a fork full of omelet in his mouth.
Tony’s eyes went wide and he nearly choked. He took a sip of coffee and retorted, “Yes, and it was very satisfying and delicious. I only ordered this so you wouldn’t have to eat alone.” He grabbed one of the link sausages on his plate and obscenely sucked into his mouth, holding Jethro’s gaze as he bit into it. “I love it when they squirt”, and used his index finger to wipe the juice that dribbled down his chin and put it in his mouth to suck it clean.
“Fuck.”, was all Jethro managed as Tony smirked.
~~~~~~~~~~NCIS~~~~~~~~~~
“‘C’mon. Get ready.” Jethro said as he downed the last of the coffee.
“What’s the agenda for today?” Tony put the room service tray outside of their door as requested.
“Float construction tour and then lunch. We’ve got the rest of the day to ourselves.”
“I know what I want to do with the rest of the day. Did you see the Jacuzzi?”
Jethro gave him a quick smile and pecked him on the lips as he walked by. “I did.”
Tony grabbed his arm and swung him back around giving him a longer, deeper kiss. “We will use it.”
Jethro nodded.
“Good”. Tony smiled.
“Transportation leaves in 20 - get moving.” He slapped his ass to spur him on. “Mmm - I like that - you sure you want to leave the room?” Tony gave him a cheeky grin.
“Just go get ready.” Jethro’s voice sounded beleaguered and tired already. This man would surely be the death of him but by God, he was having the time of his life.
~~~~~~~~~~
Given ten minutes, Tony could have any crowd in the palm of his hand and that was no different then now. “The rest of the group is going shopping this afternoon. They want to know if we want to go. I already told them that you weren’t the shopping type of tourist, but I said I’d ask.” Tony tossed another French fry in his mouth. The parade tour had ended and they were having their promised lunch at the Hard Rock Café. The ambiance more than made up for the disappointment in the food quality. “Personally, I could do with a nap, but I’m game for whatever.”
“A nap sounds really good right about now. Besides, I have plans for us later.”
Tony raised his brow, “Yeah?”
“Yeah.” Gibbs gave him his half smirk.
Tony knew better than to question him further knowing he wouldn’t get anywhere; besides, he liked surprises when Jethro was the one who was behind them.
Forty five minutes later, they were back in their hotel room. “So when do we have to be up and moving for the next leg of our journey?”
Noting the time on his watch, he said, “About two hours”.
Tony kicked off his shoes and flopped on the bed. “Perfect”, he said and crooked his finger at Jethro. Toeing off his shoes as well and setting the alarm on his phone, Jethro crawled on the bed laying half way on Tony. After spending a few minutes listening to his heart beat, Jethro raised his head and stretched up to kiss him softly. “I love you, Tony.”
“Love you too, Jethro.” Tony caressed his back as Jethro moved back to lay his head on his chest. The steady rhythm of Tony’s heart lulled him into sleep.
~~~~~~~~~~NCIS~~~~~~~~~~
When the alarm sounded they both jerked awake and then chuckled. Tony stretched his arms around Jethro and pulled him closer basking the in the feeling of being close to him. “Want to stay like this forever.” Jethro turned his head and placed a kiss on Tony’s chest, “Wish we could”. He lifted his head to capture his mouth and settled in to taste every inch of it. Their tongues lazily battled for dominance though they both won the war in the end. “Why can I never get enough of you?” Jethro breathed into Tony’s open mouth
“Hope you never will.” He rolled them over and began to work on Jethro’s neck. Jethro got lost in the sensation and encouraged him on before he realized the time. “Tony - stop. We have to get up.”
“I’m up.” Tony rolled his hips against Jethro’s thigh demonstrating just how ‘up’ he was.
Jethro drew a shuddered breath fighting against his innate desire to toss his plans and make love to the man right then but he knew it would be worth the wait if they stopped now. And it had to be now otherwise in another minute his will would be shattered.
Drawing from his reserves, he pushed himself up and rolled Tony on his back. “Later. We have to get out of bed now.” He kissed him deeply once more which was almost a mistake because his will had become weak but with one last push, he pulled himself away and rolled out of the bed to a standing position.
“Gonna hold you to that.” Tony grinned and got out of bed.
“Get our jackets, will you? It’s gonna cool down tonight.” The day had been unseasonably warm with highs reaching the upper-70’s but temperatures were due to dip back to normal overnight and the high for New Year’s Day staying in the lower-mid 60’s.
Fifteen minutes later, they were in their rental car driving to the coast. “What’s the plan?” Tony asked lacing the fingers of his left hand through Jethro’s right.
“You’ll see.” He brought Tony’s hand to his lips and kissed it. Smiling, he gunned the engine and the car shot forward.
~~~~~~~~~~NCIS~~~~~~~~~~
They pulled into a gravel parking lot next to a building that sported “Gondola Adventures, Inc.” on the side. Tony was more than a little curious but he kept it to himself and followed Jethro from the car into the building.
“Buona sera! Benvenuti a Gondola Adventures. Cosa posso aiutarvi?” (*Good evening! Welcome to Gondola Adventures. How can I help you?*) the attendant greeted them with a smile.
“Abbiamo riserve sotto il nome di Gibbs per stasera.” (*We have reservations under the name Gibbs.*)
Tony whipped his head around staring at Gibbs’ almost flawless Italian. The slight smile on his face indicated he was pleased with surprising him.
“Ah, sì! Sarà solo un minuto, signore.” (*Ah, yes! It will only take a minute, Sir.*) the attendant scurried off to the back of the building.
Gibbs nodded. Tony grabbed his arm, turning him, “Since when did you learn to speak Italian?”
“Since I fell in love with you.” Gibbs placed a kiss on Tony’s cheek and turned to face the front of the counter. He saw Tony blush and the shy smile that crept onto his face.
He was once again floored by power of his love for the man beside him. It felt like ages since he felt this way for another and stole another glance at Tony. He never felt more confident or unsure of his ultimate plan than he did at that moment.
The attendant came back with a huge smile on his face. Switching to English, he said, “This way, Signori”.
They were led down to a boathouse that held their gondola. “This is Aldo. He will be your guide on your journey.”
“Aldo, incontrare Jethro e Tony.” (*Aldo, meet Jethro and Tony.*)
“Il piacere è mio. Benvenuto!” (*The pleasure is mine. Welcome!*)
He assisted Jethro into getting in to the craft who in turn assisted Tony.
“Godetevi, signori!” (*Enjoy, gentlemen!*) The attendant turned and made his way back into the building.
Aldo moored his way out of the boathouse and struck out for deeper waters, beginning his well rehearsed narrative.
Tony snuggled into Jethro’s arms. “This is amazing, Jethro. Thank you.”
After about 30 minutes of touring the harbor, Aldo stabilized the craft and made his way over to where Jethro and Tony were. He poured them each a glass of champagne and set out their pre-ordered dinner. “The temperature is dropping. Should you get a chill, there are blankets underneath your seating.”
Aldo returned to the helm and after turning on some soft music, began once again to chauffer them around the harbor as they ate.
Tony’s eyes lit up. “A dinner cruise? You are full of surprises today, Jethro.” Jethro just smiled and leaned over to kiss him softly.
Jethro’s face became serious as he looked at Tony. “What’s the matter, Jethro? Are you feeling all right?”
“Yes, I’m fine. It’s just - “
“Just what?” Tony was starting to worry. “Talk to me”.
Jethro huffed a laugh. “That’s just it. This is going so well - you and me. I want it to continue.”
“I do too. What are you not saying?” Tony’s heart sped up and nausea was starting to set in.
Jethro took a deep breath and Tony started to tremble on the inside. “Are you sure you want to be with a grumpy bastard like me? You can have your pick of men and women alike but you are here.”
Tony blew out a shaky breath, smiled and reached for Jethro’s hand taking it in his. “Remember a couple of Christmas’s ago when I was in your basement, right after I ditched Wendy’s invitation to spend the day with her?”
Jethro nodded.
“And remember how I told you that I thought I could fill up the two cups, one work, and the other, family?”
Jethro nodded again.
“I was talking about you, bonehead! You said I wouldn’t find what I was looking for in your basement, but I already had. And you knew me so well that you told Layla I’d be coming with you for Christmas dinner at their place a week before this all even occurred. If that didn’t confirm it for me, I don’t know what could have. I love you, so very much and impossibly more every day.”
“Look at me, Jethro.” Tony stared into his blue eyes seeing the last bits of doubt fade away. “I know who you are, what you do, and how you do it and the motives behind it. I’ve made you my personal case study for years. I did not come into this totally blind. We certainly won’t be an advertisement for communication in a relationship but”, he swallowed, “I promise I will talk to you and I won’t give up on you as long as you promise the same.” He smiled. “I’m not expecting perfection but I do know you are perfect for me.”
Jethro took Tony’s face in his hands and looked into his eyes, seeing absolute truth and faith shining back at him. Their lips met in the sweetest of kisses, both of their hearts laid open but sealing together accepting and giving complete truth and trust in one another. Pulling back, they both smiled secure in the knowledge that whatever the future would bring, they would both work to keep what they had discovered alive and thriving.
“Now, I’m starving! Let’s eat before it gets colder.” Tony smiled squeezing Jethro’s hand once more before letting go. They both ate in companionable silence, each mulling over the conversation they had just had.
“That was excellent, but I prefer ‘cowboy steak’ done in your fireplace.” Tony laid down his fork while Jethro poured another glass of champagne for them
Holding up his glass, Jethro just shook his head, a look of wonder graced his face and his eyes shone in the waning sunset. “My cup runneth over.”
“Mine, too.” They clinked glasses and sipped their champagne.
Tony scooted closer and Jethro raised his arm, wrapping it around him, pulling him in tighter. The soothing sounds of the water, soft music combined with the brilliant oranges, pinks and purples of the beginning twilight relaxed them as they cruised through the waterways.
Tony shivered slightly against the dropping temperatures. “Where are the jackets?” Jethro asked, looking around.
“Left ‘em in the car by accident. Sorry”.
“Get up for a minute.” Jethro remembered Aldo told them blankets were in their seat bench, and pulled them out wrapping one around their shoulders and spreading the other across their laps. He gathered Tony in his arms and hugged him close.
Aldo called to them from behind the canopy. “We are about 20 minutes from docking.”
Tony snuggled into his embrace, draping his arm across Jethro’s chest, burying his face in the crook of his neck and breathing deeply. “Sometimes I just want to crawl inside you and hold you from the inside out. Times like these feel so surreal and I am almost afraid I’ll wake up.”
“Not a dream, Tony.” He cupped his face and brought his lips closer to his own. “We’re here and it’s real.” Tony surged up and captured Jethro’s lips, tugging on the bottom one to make them open for him. He slid his tongue inside and delighted in the taste of champagne his mouth still held. He cupped his face with his right hand to hold him in place while his lips moved across his jaw and to his neck, nipping and kissing the soft flesh there. Jethro turned his head, tilting it slightly. Feeling Tony’s thumb start to run across his lips, he opened them letting his tongue run across the pad. Tony pushed it in his mouth and gasped as Jethro sucked it in, running his tongue over the nail. He lifted his head and watched as Jethro nipped and sucked his digit. He pulled it out, inserted his index finger, and threw his head back as the same attention was given it.
His eyes searched Jethro’s face planning the next attack when Aldo announced that the tour was regretfully over and they would be back to port within five minutes. Tony started laughing and Jethro couldn’t help but do the same. In another five minutes, the negatives the company said they kept would be worth selling. Giving him another thorough kiss, Tony broke away and whispered in his ear, “Get us back to the hotel and make love to me, Marine”. Even Aldo gasped at the growl Jethro let out.
Disembarking, Jethro handed Aldo a generous $100 tip and thanked him. Aldo grinned and called after him, “Grazie, signore. Vi auguro la felicità sempre.” (*Thank you, sir. I wish you happiness forever.*)
Onward to Part 2 http://amy-0127.livejournal.com/12980.html