the getaway. [[Private to John McClane for H&M]]

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Erica likes to try and surprise John when she can. They both work a lot, and when they're home, they're home spending time with Puck and Angel, playing with the puppies. And she loves it - Erica absolutely loves it. But every couple needs uninterrupted time alone, and that's what she's going for tonight. She knows he's working late, and that's fine

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John arrives perhaps earlier than she expected, which might have something to do with the fact that he jogged all the way from Police Station, to gym, to the marina. He didn't jog hard enough from the gym to work up another sweat, he's still cool and collected, dressed in a clean polo, and khakis.

"Hey, Sweetie."

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Erica turns and smiles at him, everything about her glowing.

"What took you so long?" She moves to his arms and kisses him like there's no tomorrow, running her hands behind his neck. When she pulls back, she's calm and collected, walking away from him toward the food.

"Cast us off?"

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Wow, yes, hello to you too. He stands swaying for a moment after she lets him go.

"Uh, yeah, sure. Where do you want us to anchor?" He sets about getting the boat under way.

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"Anywhere. Away. Put some distance between us and the village."

She pours them both sparkling apple juice - no alcohol for her this early - and she brings it back to him. "How was the rest of work?"