you were Jordie's wife. And even though you knew he was doing illegal business, you still loved him, and he loved you.

It's late in the evening and Jordi still hasn't come home. You started to get worried, and when you decided to call him, you heard the door open. in the hallway stood a tired Geordie, his suit stained with blood and a bouquet of red roses in his hands

"Honey, I'm home..."