<strong>Lt. Commander Tristyn Phoenix (http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-96uf5UivWic/UD4nB0tjKEI/AAAAAAAABmQ/FYEYzTyoz6o/s1600/bigstock-Young-Male-Underwear-Model--508130.jpg)</strong><br/><strong>The Cliff House Bistro</strong><br/><strong>The Beautiful Danielle, Meeting the others for dinner</strong><br/><strong>Outfit (http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m4nrlr8WrL1r53lseo1_400.jpg)</strong><br/><hr/><br/><strong>"Aye sir, no sir,"</strong><br/><br/>His eyes scaned the three custom made bookshelves adorning the far wall of the beautifully decorated bedroom.    Some of the shelves held slidding glass doors encasing antiques and relics the young man had come to fancy while at sea.  His eyes drifted from a photo of the docks from six and a half months ago.  A six month deployment across the ocean to another country, another world, a dangerous place to be.  This photo however was his favorite, she was always good with that camera even when she wasn't behind it.  It captured their passion as he was planting a big loving kiss on her lips.<br/><br/><strong>"I understand sir"</strong><br/><br/>He was repromoted to Lt. Commander and assigned to a small seal team based out the San Fransisco Bay area.  It was a joyous thing for him however they all knew what his job was.  Then came six months of war, bullets flying, people dying, just utter madness.  It was good to be home, good to have her, she held him together and kept him sane.  His eyes drifted to the ceiling as he continued his phone convorsation.  The bed, their bed, which he was laying across was comfortable as he nodded in accordance to the conversation as if someone would see him.  Six months across the world from her passed slowly, but he took full advantage of being on leave for the whole month they would alot him.<br/><br/><strong> "I promise sir, good night sir"</strong><br/><br/>He hung up the Samsung galaxy phone and slowly rose from the bed adjusting the flat black vest he decided to wear accompanying his light blue buttoned up shirt.  He began to roll the sleves of the shirt while looking the jeans he chose over in the mirror.  When he was finally satisfied with how he looked he left the room to accompany the beautiful lady that had come to accept him and all his flaws.<strong> "Hey beautiful, your boyfriend is stuck on the phone with your father,"</strong>he motioned back towards the room he just left jokingly<strong> "so he sent me in his place"</strong>He gave his sly charasmatic smirk as he always did before gathering his wallet and keys to leave.<strong> "you look pretty tonight, and this outfit looks,"</strong>he pursed his lips as he remembered the first time he saw her in that jacket, the day she wanted to kill him.  His smile grew wider as he shut and locked the door.<br/><hr/><br/>The sun was warm as the motorcycle carried the two passangers towards their destination.  It was beautiful day, which made it an even better day to ride the bike.  He loved that machine, some would say more than Dani, but he'd never admit for fear of her wrath, plus gas was cheaper in a bike versus taking a bus or buying a car.  Above all though, he loved the feeling of Danielles arms wrapped around him holding onto him, he loved being the one she felt protected with.  As the couple pulled up to the front of the resturante they recognized the tail end of the blonde walking through the enterance.  Tristyn pulled the bike up to doors as he stoped the machine and kept its balance for her to slip off.<strong> "ill see you inside"</strong>he spoke after lifting his visor.  Soon he was off to park the bike.