A/N: So, I wrote this after seeing the finale, because as good as that ending was, I wish it wasn't the ending. And, you know, I thought it would be fun to see what would have happened, had Walter not came home. This isn't a songfic, but for some of the Katrick parts, I was inspired by the song "Fall Into Me" by Brantley Gilbert.
I own nothing, but wish I did, as we all do. And this story is un-betaed, so there's probably a ton of mistakes. Haha. Hope you all enjoy.
Summary: What happened in between and after the Katrick scenes in the finale? And what if Walter hadn't some home?
Fall Into Me
"Looks like you could use a ride home."
At a loss for words, Kat Stratford slowly nodded her head at the man-boy standing in front of her.
"Okay, come on," Patrick the man-boy said gently, as he took Kat's hand in his, and led her to his motorcycle.
The fact that Kat was still silent, was starting to worry Patrick, so he jokingly asked, "Aren't you gonna tell me throwing that sign on the ground was littering?"
Smacking him softly in the chest, Kat giggled and said, "I'll pay you back later."
Can it really be this perfect? Kat thought as the wind wildly blew her hair around.
Patrick hadn't worn his helmet today, but instead of lecturing him like she normally would, Kat was content to just let her cheek rest on his back, as they sped down the familiar streets.
As Patrick turned the bike into her driveway, he felt Kat tense up. He wasn't sure wondered what was up, so after shutting off the bike, he asked, "You okay?"
Kat quickly disentangled herself from Patrick before answering, "Nothing. Nothing at all. I'm fine."
Getting off the bike and turning to face her, he whispered, "B.S."
"Really, Patrick, I'm fine," Kat hurriedly answered, jumpng off the bike and heading towards her house.
Catching Kat by the arm and spinning her around to face him, Patrick pressed, "Kat, please, be honest with me. What's wrong? I want to work this out."
As he spoke, she looked into his pleading eyes, and saw nothing but love.
"Patrick..." Kat began before breaking down.
For the second time that day, Patrick enveloped Kat in his arms, before whispering into her hair, "Kat, tell me."
Feeling awkward, standing in the driveway, crying, while holding onto the man-boy for dear life, Kat took Patrick by the hand and led him into the house.
Once they were settled on the living room couch, Kat began to speak, "I'm not gonna lie, Patrick. I'm scared."
Confused, Patrick asked, "Of what?"
"Just this relationship in general."
Patrick simply gave her another inquisitive look, as a sort of answer.
"I've never fallen for someone as hard, as I've fallen for you, Patrick. I've never let me let myself get this deep. I've lost people I cared about before, and I am afraid to lose you," Kat confessed.
Moving to wrap his arms around her, he said, "You're not gonna lose me Kat. I'm not going anywhere. Remember I've lost someone too. You just to let yourself go. I know you miss your mom."
"Yea, I miss her. But I've also been hurt pretty bad in a relationship before. That's why I reacted so badly in the van."
Kat felt Patrick tense at the mention of their failed attempt at consumating their relationship.
"Kat, what happened? What did he do to you? Did he take advantage of you?"
"No, Patrick. It was nothing like that. It was consensual. As consensual as it could be," Kat told him, finishing unsurely.
"What does that mean? Cause it sure seems like he took advantage of you," Patrick asked, feeling anger towards someone he had never even met.
"Patrick, calm down. Do you want me to tell you what happened?"
At that, he just looked at her with a 'Well...Duh!' look stamped across his face. So, Kat pulled herself out of Patrick's arms and began the story.
"Okay, here it goes. Well...see... when we were back in Ohio, I had this boyfriend. His name was Josh-"
"Josh," Patrick growled.
"Patrick! Do you wanna hear this or not?"
"Yea. Sorry. Go on," Patrick conceded.
"Okay, so Josh and I were together for a few months before Dad decided we were gonna move out here. The night before we left, I was hanging out with Josh. We were talking about having a long distance relationship. He convinced me that since we probably would see each other for a long time... that we should have sex before I left. I was young and stupid then, so of course I said okay."
Patrick again tensed at this, before Kat touched his face to calm him down.
"Soo...anyway... we did it. And being stupid like I was, I believed that our realationship would continue. Leave it to me to be sooooo wrong."
Patrick raised an eyebrow at that.
"Well, to make a long story short, we moved out here the next day, and not two days later, I see pictures on Facebook of him kissing... some skank," Kat finished sadly.
Hearing the sadness in her voice, Patrick gently pulled Kat back into his arms. They stayed this way for what seemed like forever, Kat eventually ending up sitting across Patrick's lap as he held her.
"Kat," Patrick finally spoke, "I'd never do something like that to you. Never."
"I know you wouldn't. But you know I can be a little bit crazy at times."
"A little bit crazy?"
Kat slapped Patrick playfully across the chest, before getting a good look at his face. He was staring at her with a slight smile on his lips, and so much love in his eyes, she melted right there on the spot.
"Patrick..."
"Hmm?"
"I love you."
Shocked, Patrick could barely process what she had said, before he finally responded, "I love you too Kat. Since the first time I saw you."
Instead of answering Kat simply pressed her lips to his. Suprised at first, Patrick quickly reacted to the kiss. One of his hands went to the back of her head, while the other remained on her lower back. Both of Kat's hands found their way into his hair, tangling with the curls. the kiss that started out slow and gentle, quickly escalated to heated and passionate, as Kat opened her mouth and ran her tongue along Patrick's lower lip, begging for access. Of course he granted it to her. Hands began roaming everywhere as Kat pulled Patrick down into a lying position on the couch. She let her hands explore his chiseled stomach as his shirt rose higher and higher up his torso. It wasn't until her hands moved to unbutton his pants, that Patrick finally put a stop to the action.
"Not here Kat."
She looked hurt, and moved to slide out from under him, before Patrick clarified, "Your sister's gonna be home any minute now. I don't think she'd take to kindly to seeing us doing it on the living room couch."
"Okay," Kat said, quickly jumping up off the couch and grabbing Patrick's hand, telling him to follow her.
They made it all the way to the stairs before the action started right back up again. Kat and Patrick kissed and fumbled their way up the stairs, making it almost to Kat's bedroom before they heard the front door open.
"Kat!" Bianca called up the stairs.
Kat playfully held a finger to her lips, before seductively pulling Patrick into the room.
Shutting the door behind them, Patrick was caught off guard, when Kat's lips, suddenly came crashing down on his. Slowly they made there way over to the bed. When the back of Patrick's knees made contact with the matress, he let himself fall back, Kat landing on his chest with a thud. They both laughed heartily for a few moments, before it was on again.
Hands were again everywhere as their bodies became tangled. Kat's shirt was the first thing to go, followed by Patrick's. When Kat moved to remove Patrick's jeans, he stealthily flipped them over, to make it easier for her. As Patrick's muscular form loomed over her, Kat was breathless. She had never seen a more beautiful man.
When Kat felt Patrick's hand fall to the waistband of her jeans, she began to shake with excitement. Of course, Patrick mistook it for fear.
"Kat, are you sur-" He began to ask before Kat raised a finger to his lips.
She reassured him by mouthing 'I love you' to him, and he responded with a kiss to her fingertip. He continued to kiss, down her finger, across her palm, up her arm, over her bare shoulder, down over her still covered chest, across her flat stomach, until he reached her waist. Looking up and catching her eyes, Patrick began kissing his way back to her mouth, as he unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans. As he found her lips once again, he was slipping the denim over her slender hips.
After Kat finally wiggled her way out of her jeans, it was Patrick's turn to admire her beauty. Eager to move ahead, and feeling that Patrick was as well, Kat slipped a finger under the waistband of Patrick's boxers. When she tried to pull them down, Patrick grabbed her hand, and laced their fingers.
Kat looked at him with a raised eyebrow, before Patrick said, "Kat, patience."
"Uurgh," she groaned.
"Let's not rush this. I wanna remember this, and I think you do too."
"Yea. You're right," Kat nodded. "Now that that's settled, can we get back to the business at hand?"
"Only you," Patrick said jokingly, before lowering his lips to hers once again.
"I love you, Kat," Patrick said softly, finally pulling away from the kiss.
"I love you too, Patrick. And I don't think I'll ever get tired of saying that."
"Well... I don't think I'll ever get tired of saying it either, or hearing it for that matter."
Unable to hold out any longer, lowered himself gently onto Kat, before he began running kisses along her jaw line and down her neck.
"Oh...Patrick," Kat moaned, which only seemed to turn him on even more.
"Oh, Kat... I need you... I want you... I love you."
Unable to form a whole sentence, Kat simply responded, "I...you...all those things too."
"Ohhh," Patrick moaned, as Kat's hand brushed over his hardness as she moved to free him from the confines of his boxers.
He couldn't take it anymore. As Kat focused on his underwear, he went to work on her bra. He swiftly unhooked the clasp, and pulled the straps down off of her shoulders with his teeth. Seeing Patrick getting this primal, only served to turn Kat on even more, so after she got Patrick's boxers off, she quickly shimmied her way out of her underwear.
"Oh, Patrick," was all Kat could get out, before they finally connected.
After having 'done it' Kat and Patrick lay, wrapped in each other's arms, basking in the after glow. Patrick moved to pull Kat closer to him, and she smiled.
"Well that was fun..." he said playfully.
"Eh."
At that they both laughed, smiles plastered to their faces. Patrick realized this was the first time he had ever heard her giggle.
"This is like a new record for us... We haven't gotten in one single fight," Patrick stated, his eyes lighting up as the wonderful sound of her giggling filled his ears once again.
"You see, this is what the world needs. More sex, less war," Kat told Patrick, an alluring look gracing her features.
"Now, if that had been your campaign slogan, you would have won," Patrick joked, watching Kat wrinkle her nose.
After laughing for a few seconds, they both quieted as a comfortable silence fell over them. They lay staring into each other's eyes, until Patrick pressed a soft, sweet kiss to Kat's lips.
She was breathless for a few seconds, before lifting herself up onto her elbow and asking him, "Can I ask you a favor?"
"Hmm?"
"Don't break my heart...okay?" She asked, in a whisper.
Just as quietly, Patrick answered, "Okay."
"Can I ask you a favor?"
"What is it?" Kat wondered.
"Don't break mine either," Patrick said quietly.
"Aww, Patrick."
"And one more thing."
"What?"
"Can we do that again?"
As they once again lay basking it the afterglow of round 2, they heard a knock on the door.
Startled, both sat straight up, before Kat nervously choked out, "Yes?"
"Kat, I have to talk to you," her sister said sadly through the door.
"Umm... just a minute," Kat told her, as she and Patrick tried to quicklythrow their clothes back on.
They both got their jeans on, and Kat was turned away from the door, working on her bra, when Bianca busted through the door.
"Whoa! So not what I expected. You're lucky I wasn't Daddy."
"Bianca!"
"What? You told me just a minute? It was a minute. So I came in. Didn't know I would be in for such a show though."
Kat quickly found her shirt and threw it on, as Patrick just sat sat back down on the bed, remaining shirtless.
"Ummm...well...you see, Bianca-" Kat started.
"Don't worry Kat. I don't care. Like I said, I'm not Daddy. Can we get back to me now?"
"Yea. Yea. Sorry. Sure. What's up?"
"Well, see, I was watching Jo-Oh it's too uncomfortable with Patrick here. Come on Kat," Bianca said, taking her sister by the hand and leading her to her bedroom.
Kat pulled her hand out of her sisters grasp, making her way back to Patrick, before telling her sister, "Be right there."
"K."
After sister left the room, Kat sat down next to Patrick and took his hand, promising, "I'll be right back."
"Don't worry, Kat. I'll be here. Go help your sister," he told her, kissing her softly.
"Okay, I'm gonna hurry back though," she said, Kissing him again.
"Kat, if you don't go now, you're not gonna go. Go help your sister. I will be right here when you get back."
"If I have to," Kat whined, before getting up and heading toward her sisters room.
Entering the room, Kat asked, "What is it you need Bianca?"
Bianca, lifting her face off the pillow she had it buried in, cried, "Joey..."
"Bianca, I told you. He's just on a reality show. He's not dead."
"I know he'd just on a reality show. But I also know I saw him kissing some skank on that damn reality show."
"Oh, Bianca."
"I just don't know what to do."
"Well, Bianca, are you sure it wasn't some scripted thing? You know those reality shows are never really reality."
"I don't know, Kat. That's the problem."
"Well, he calls you just about every other day, why don't you wait until he does, and talk to him about it? That's about the best advice I can give you."
"But what if he doesn't?"
"Bianca, Joey's crazy about you. I'm sure its a big misunderstanding. And he might not be the brightest crayon in the box, but I doubt even he's dumb enough to kiss another girl on national TV, when he knows you're watching," Kat soothed.
"Okay, yea, you're right Kat. I'll try talking to him."
"Good."
"Okay, now get back to your lover," Bianca teased, with a wink.
"Shut up."
"By the way, Daddy called, he's staying at the confrence for an extra few days."
Internally ecstatic, Kat answered quickly, "Sweet."
"You know, I'm gonna want full details, when he leaves, right?"
"Yea, Bianca," Kat laughed, before heading out of the room.
A/N #2: I'm not sure if I am going to leave it at this, or continue. Review and tell me what you think. If you have any suggestions, or requests for subsequent chapters, I'd love to hear them.