This is my first attempt at fanfic. I know it's super short, but the plan is to write more if you guys like it :) so let me know thanks!
It was stunning, the view of the city from his office window. Skyscrapers loomed like giants over thousands of people buzzing along, most of whom were blissfully unaware of what went on around them. Lights lit up the night, proving how the city never slept, this city that Kate Beckett loved so much, and felt honored and obligated to protect and serve. Until today. As she watches the ant like figures move below her, Kate knows she is no longer the protector, she is one of them. That makes her feel vulnerable. Normally, susceptibility would terrify her; have her on edge, but not tonight. Tonight vulnerability is accompanied by a calm. It is foreign to her, strange, but oh so welcomed.
Hands, at first they were jerky, wanting, yearning to explore, but not sure if they were welcomed, if it was the right thing to do. But with a clap of thunder and the delicate graze of her fingers on his face, all inhabitations were lost. The door slammed shut. Hands roamed free, fierce, and quick. Their mouths were unrelenting and hungry as they tried desperately to make up for time lost. He feathered kissed anywhere he could, and inevitably he came to that spot. She let him see it, and when he first laid eyes on her scar, which in so many ways was their scar, he softened. And she picked up his hand. Together they cradled scar, because this was something they needed to share. When they finally broke apart, noses still touching, she smiled, a look of pure happiness danced on her face, as their fingers intertwined. She bit her lip and gave him one last reassuring nod. She wanted this, wanted him, and began to walk toward his room.