alwaysknownyou as the sun peeks over the horizon

There is nothing like Barcelona sunrises, Amy and I like to get up just before dawn and sit out on the balcony holding each other as the sun peeks her way over the horizon. This place has the kind of beauty that Australia would kill for. I'm not bored here, I don't mind doing household things during the day when Amy's in class and posing for her at night isn't too shabby either but I don't do anything. It's not her fault, I just don't have any marketable skills, do I put 'International Diamond Theif' on a resume'? If I'm not mistaken I actually lifted a few million from the closest warehouse so it's not likely I'd get hired as a diamond inspector, which is honestly probably the only thing I'm good at.

So I spend my days shopping, cooking and doing all the things I used to pay people to do. I don't mind doing them either, it's not like I'm that rich girl who turns into a pauper and complains because she can't do her own laundry. I've always been able to do my own laundry I just never really wanted to.

You could say I was lacking some direction when direction decided to smack me across the face. It happened about two weeks ago, Scud was up visiting us and I took him out to the shopping district where he went completely spazed out on me the second he saw this leather hat that he just had to buy. He's such a girl sometimes.

The point is, after about an hour we headed to the street market so I could get some of this amazing sandalwood incense that Amy loves when none other than Rex Marciano steps out of the shadows and gives me one of those 'You're going to want to murder me in two seconds' kind of looks.

I'm still going over that conversation in my head. He wanted me back in the fold, seems like business is dying out very quickly now that Lucy Diamond has gone the straight and narrow path. I shoved him off at first, you know because Amy trusts me and there's nothing I ever want to do than make her question that. Still, his offer was mighty tempting. There's a diamond exchange exhibition coming to town a week (it was three weeks at the time of the conversation) and no one he knew could pull it off. The largest diamond heist in history, history. I told him to screw off and left with Scud rattling in my ear about what that could mean for us, the things I could give Amy.

A week later he cornered me again, this time he had more friends, old friends of mine all telling me I was the best, giving me an ego trip like you'd never believe. Somehow they convinced me, the only thing is, Amy's my cover and there's no way in hell she'd forgive me for using her as one. No way she'd forgive me for any of it. This is the direction I was missing and now if I take it, I'll loose the only thing in my life I've ever really loved. It's hollow without Amy, it's torture and pain and the assured distruction of Australia.

I was thinking all this as we sat cuddled together watching the sunrise, I'd agreed to do it but she was the reason I couldn't and I couldn't deny that a huge part of me wanted to. The rush I get when pulling off a job isn't like anything really, it's almost better than sex. Almost.

I was suppose to meet with Rex, Simon, Gunther and Jimmy for lunch, when all I really wanted was to escape what I was getting myself into and wash it all away with Amy's kisses.

"I love you," I said suddenly just as the sun peeked over the horizon, "so much."