Chapter 20.

Lindsey smiled as she saw her husband walk through the front door. "Hey..." she said, moaning into his mouth as he bent down to kiss her.

"Linds..." he whispered against her mouth. His hand slipped into hers and then he was pulling her up to their room, pushing her back against the door after he closed it behind them. "Do you have any idea how much I want you right now?" he groaned as he peppered kisses over her neck.

"When do you not want me?" she giggled. His hand slipped under her top and settled on her stomach, stroking her skin softly, "Baby..." she whispered.

He smirked as he lifted his head and stared into her eyes, "Two years ago today, babe..." he murmured, his face growing slightly serious as he remembered the day all too well... and how it came close to turning out.

"I know... It seems like only yesterday." She whispered. Her hand lifted and she caressed the side of his face. "Best two years of my life though..." she added with a smile.

"For me too..." He kissed her again, his tongue brushing against hers as they both lost themselves in the kiss.

"So are you going to do what you wanted to?" she asked him, loving the way his eyes lit up at her question.

"Come here..." he breathed, lifting her off her feet and pulling her against him. Her arms and legs wound around him and she kissed his jaw softly.

"Mum wants us round at hers for tea..." she told him softly.

"You really want to start talking about my mum now?" he asked, his voice huskier than it had previously been as a result of her kissing what she'd quickly discovered was a hotspot for him.

"No... Just telling you now before I forgot about it..."

"We won't be staying late, will we?" he breathed against her neck as he laid her on the bed. She shook her head, biting her lip to stop herself from moaning again. "Good..." he sighed, "because I plan on looking after my beautiful wife tonight and marking our anniversary properly."

"Have I told you I love you, Freddie Roscoe?" she whispered, staring up at his face and falling in love with him all over again.

"Not since I got home... Lindsey Roscoe," he said with a smirk.

"I really do..."

"That's good because I'd hate for it to be just me who was head over heels..."

She smiled at him widely, "When did you become so adorable, Fred?" she asked.

"I'm a changed man, babe... you've brought it out of me." He pulled away from her and tugged off his clothes eagerly, feeling the heat of his wife's eyes as she watched him. Going much more gently he undressed her, his fingers softly grazing her skin as he revealed it. "So, so beautiful..." he breathed as he climbed back on the bed beside her, her body instinctively curving into his.

"You make me beautiful, Freddie..." she whispered, feeling her cheeks heat as his hands cupped her breasts. Sex with her husband had proved to be amazing in the two years they were together. Of course it had taken a while, because of his recovery, before they'd embarked on that part of their relationship but ever since then, it had been fireworks... and it just kept getting better. He put a great deal of effort into making sure she came first – and usually a couple of times before he got his own pleasure. To be fair, it really didn't take much for her to begin to get the telltale tingle... just a heated glance from him and she was on her way. And once he touched her... all bets were off. Talking of touching, his hand was wandering down her body, his fingers soon slipping inside her and brushing her inner wall. "Fred..." she whimpered, her hips shifting against his hand as he touched her.

"Relax, baby..." he whispered, kissing her cheek.

"I want you, Freddie..." she moaned.

"When do you not want me?" he teased her back with her own words. She turned her head and glared at him, the impact of it lessened slightly by the breathy moan that slipped from her lips. "Don't worry, Linds... I'm going to look after you." He breathed in her ear, his hand moving faster. "I will give you everything you want, I promise..."

"You always do." She said, kissing his mouth softly. She was supersensitive today and already she was on the brink of orgasm. "Oh god..." she moaned as his thumb grazed her clit. Just moments later his thumb was back again, pressing on that spot hard and she cried out his name as the heady rush of her peak hurtled through her. She sagged back on the bed, her body eventually calming a couple of minutes later.

"Not done with you yet, Linds..." he breathed. He kissed her repeatedly, gradually moving down her body, after paying attention to her boobs and stomach. He moved between her legs and then his mouth was on her clit and once more Lindsey could feel her body start to climb. His mouth moved lower and her fingers wove through his hair, holding him in place as his tongue licked her core.

"Freddie..." she breathed, her other hand clutching the bedcovers as he bought her to the brink again. She screamed, her back arching off the bed as she came hard, even harder than before. She was breathless as a result of what he had done and moving from her current position would definitely be way beyond her now. Freddie kissed back up her body, a self-satisfied smile on his face as he saw her. He could see the love and desire on her face and it was an emotion he shared.

"Feeling better now?" he asked softly as he moved to lie beside her.

"You're stopping there?" she whispered with so much emotion in her voice. Her need and desire for her husband had not yet been satisfied.

"I thought I'd let you catch your breath for a little while... don't want to tire you out, do I?" He said softly. He pulled her into his arms, her body resting against his and he kissed the top of her head. "I love you so much, Linds..." He told her softly, "I think I love you a little more every day."

"You're such a soppy fool, Freddie but I love you too..." She turned her head slightly and kissed his chest. Her fingers ran down his body, brushing across the scars, a physical reminder of how they got together. She lingered there for several seconds, especially where the bullet had entered his body. Even after two years the fear she'd felt on that day came rushing back to her and she shivered in his arms.

"You okay?" he asked in concern.

"Just reminded how close I came to losing you."

"Well technically you didn't have me at the time..." he reminded her.

"I know... but I was so worried about you when you went missing... I didn't realise how I felt about you until I nearly lost you." She was rambling now and it was familiar territory for both of them. Despite the fact it was two years ago today, both had been psychologically affected by what had happened and every now and again, it resulted in this conversation. Freddie had known it would happen today, being as it was the anniversary of that day.

Freddie rolled her onto her back and stared into her face, "We've spoken about this so many times, Linds... things would've worked out between us at some point... you know that. We're too good together to not have found each other eventually."

"I still want you, Fred..."

"I always want you," he told her softly.

"Then have me..."

"Are you sure?" He said, "It'd be okay..." he added hesitantly.

"It's fine, Fred... I want you... you must know that by now."

"I do... but I like hearing you say it," He said with a smirk. He moved so he was hovering over her then pushed his length into her. She smiled up at him and he kissed her softly. She moved so she clung to him, her hands brushing into his hair as she deepened the kiss. She loved it so much when they did this. Making love with Freddie was the best thing she had ever experienced and she knew today would be no different. "How do you want this?" he asked her softly.

"We don't really have a long time before we're expected at mum's..."

"Bringing up my mum is a bit of a passion killer, Linds..." he said, lowering his forehead to rest on her chest.

She laughed, "I'm just saying it how it is..." she said. Her hand moved, lifting his face so he was looking into her eyes. "Make love to me, Fred." He smiled and winked at her.

"Whatever my beautiful wife demands..."

"You know it!" she giggled. "Get to it then."

He smirked now and was soon doing just as she asked. He watched her face as she stared up at him. His hips moved faster and she moaned. The passion built between them and when Freddie slipped his hand between their bodies and pressed his thumb on her clit, her peak hit and she breathed his name against his lips as she lifted her head and kissed him. Seconds after she came he followed her, Lindsey watching his face and seeing again the love and adoration so freely shown to her. How had she missed it for so long?

With reluctance he pulled from her but lay behind her and pulled her back against him. His long, strong arms wrapped around her body. "I take it that was up to your requirements?" he asked.

"It was adequate..." she teased.

"Adequate...?" He spluttered, his hands tickling her sides gently.

"Freddie..." she giggled, wriggling against him.

"Take it back then!" he murmured in her ear.

"It was amazing... just like it is every time, Freddie." She turned her head and kissed him softly on the mouth. "We've got a hospital appointment tomorrow, Fred. You haven't forgotten have you?"

"I know, babe. Do you really think I could forget?" He asked as his hand settled on her stomach, "We get to see this little one again..." he whispered to her as he brushed his thumb over her bump.

Lindsey rested her hand on top of his, "I'm a little scared..." she admitted.

"Everything was fine last time and the doctor said there was no reason to think anything would happen this time."

"I know," she whispered, "but it doesn't mean it won't. This baby means so much to us both... if I lose..." her words faded and Freddie held her a little tighter in his arms.

"You're already much further on than you were then, Linds... please, baby, you can't let yourself worry about this. Let the doctor, the family and me look after you. Stress isn't good for you or the baby."

"What would I do without you, Freddie?" she whispered.

"Fortunately neither of us had to find out." He told her.

THE END.

A/N: So there you go... the end... or is it? Okay, I have a confession, there is going to be a sequel of sorts for this story. I plan to fill in the gap between the epilogue and chapter 19 and then carry on past the epilogue. It's all planned (in my head) but I don't know yet when I'm going to do this. I already have four stories on the go (non-Frindsey stories) and I really need to finish writing some of these before I start anything new... but I will do this... I promise. In the meantime I look forward to seeing Lindsey and Freddie's relationship develop on screen... I live in hope!