She frantically rushes around his room gathering her clothing which was carelessly discarded the night before trying to get out f the loft before his mother and daughter sees her. She slides on her socked feet to the door, boot and jacket in hands when she realizes she doesn't have her bra. Frantically, she sneaks back to his room and grabs it then slides back up to the front door only to make eye contact with his mother, his mother! Rick tries to pull his mother away from looking but…"Kate, darling, what are you doing here?" Kate sees Rick's mental face palm.
"Hi Martha, I was just leaving."
"Yes, I see that but why are you here?"
Come on, Kate. Think of something good to say to her. Don't let us get caught in the act already.
" I was just catching Rick up on some case details," lie, "and it got pretty late so he let me stay over here and I just needed to grab my boots from his office were we were talking…yep…" She could see Rick was content with her story leaving a smile tugging on the corners of her mouth.
"Yes Mother, now why don't you let her go. I am sure she is exhausted from this case and just wants to be home… in her bed," he smirks. She knows all too well what he means and that he wants to be there, in her bed, with her.
"No, no, no! The least we can do then is make her breakfast while she relaxes on the couch."
Great idea, Mother, just brilliant. I have to remember to thank her later.