June 4, 2012
Quinn smiled as she signed her name on the bottom of her note to her husband. She had been looking forward to Mac coming home all day. She had panicked slightly around lunch time when she had heard a car in the drive. It couldn't have possibly been her husband. She basically had his routine memorized, and if there was one thing, he didn't come home for lunch. Ever. Luckily for her, it was only the UPS guy with a package from her father. It sat, unopened, on the bed she shared with her husband, waiting to be opened later. But, the redhead
wasn't worried about that now. She sat in the laundry room, waiting to hear her husband's footsteps on the linoleum.
She had been planning this surprise for Mac all weekend. They had celebrated their one month anniversary the day before and Quinn was more than excited to be married to Mac Pearson. He had gone out earlier in the day while she had worked on her father's 1967 Mustang for a little bit. When she had come back in, he was there with peonies. Just the sight of her husband that she'd only known a month standing in their kitchen with her favorite flower, asking her what she
wanted to do. Her reply? A 'Transformers' movie marathon, followed by a night of passion lovemaking. She couldn't have thought of a better way to spend an evening with the man she married.
So, she had decided to do something for her husband that day after work. She could hear the door open from her hiding spot, and she only hope that she gave Mac enough time to grab his weapon before she was darting out of her hiding place, shooting at him as she ran through the house. "Tag! You're it!" She called, not looking behind her as she made her way to her second hiding place.