*So, my brain is dumb and mean and once it latches onto an idea, it won't let go...like a dog or a raccoon. Anyway, this was its reaction to the Watershed cliffhanger. DO NOT READ IF YOU HAVEN'T SEEN THE FINALE YET!

Disclaimer: ha, yeah, no

(Kate)

"I've decided I want more. We both deserve more."

Her heart stops with those words. She feels the tears well up. Because his words, his tone of voice, the way he'd walked out of her apartment the other night...she can only see this going one way, and it's going to break her heart.

"I agree," she mumbles, trying to keep the fear out of her voice. Maybe if she can show him that she really is in this, that she wants more with him, maybe then he'll reconsider. Maybe he won't leave.

"So, whatever happens," he continues, "whatever you decide..." He gets off of the swing, goes down to one knee, and oh, she was wrong. She's never been more happy to be wrong.

"Katherine Houghton Beckett," he holds up the ring. It's beautiful and simple and she's choking up again. The flood of emotions is overwhelming in its intensity. Wow. "will you marry me?"

She means to answer him, but with everything from the last few days swirling around in her head, all that comes out is, "I'm pregnant."

He's obviously not expecting that, almost drops the ring in shock. "Kate, what?"

"Well," she hesitates. "I think I'm pregnant. I don't know for sure, yet."

"When..." he trails off, but she knows what he's trying to ask.

"I only started having suspicions today, actually," she tells him. "I've been feeling weird for the past few days, but I just chalked it up to that job interview. But even after I decided that I couldn't take the job, the weird feelings didn't go away. So, I started doing some mental math and things...weren't adding up. Or maybe they were, I don't know, but it was enough that I bought a test and took it before I came here, and..."

"It was positive," he finishes for her.

She nods, returning his tentative smile. "I mean, it's only one test, and it could totally be a false positive, but..."

He actually smiles, nodding again. "I get it." He pauses and his smile widens. "You didn't take the job," he says. "Not that I'm complaining, but...why?"

"I was in the middle of interrogating our suspect, and it just hit me. I was already where I wanted to be." She shrugs. "Yeah, D.C. is a great opportunity, but here with you...Ryan, Espo, Gates, the 12th. I'm already home." They're both silent as he absorbs her explanation. "So," she finally says, "you're okay with...this? I know we haven't exactly talked about kids..."

"I said 'whatever happens,' Kate, and I meant it," he assures her. "So, if you are pregnant, or even if you're not, whatever happens, we'll get through it. Together."

She lets out a breath, lets the grin take over her face. "Ask me again," she requests, reaching out for his hand.

He takes her hand, holds up the ring again. "Will you marry me, Kate?"

"Yes."