Rachel glanced at her watch discreetly while Brooke rambled about one thing or another. Unbeknowst to the brunette, Rachel was running on a very strict clock. The red head ran the plan over in her head for the billionth time, then glanced at her watch again. Brooke raised an eyebrow at her.

"Did you hear a word that I just said?" Brooke asked. Rachel raised her eyes to Brooke's slightly peeved ones and smirked.

"Yes. You were talking about the big Stride Gum conspiracy and how they were designed to release chemicals into our bodies so that spy satellites can detect us easier." Rachel recited. Brooke nodded her head, pleased.

"You're getting good at that." Brooke commended with an amused tone.

"Only with practice." Rachel responded with a teasing smile.

Brooke continued on with her rant, this time about how she swore some models were real life vampires and Rachel watched her with a fond smile. The brunette made elaborate hand gestures in the air as she spoke to illustrate her reasoning, throwing in cute facial expressions as well. The redhead felt an overwhelming wave of affection towards the brunette at that moment. Rachel didn't think she could love anyone as much as she loved Brooke. Anyone watching would have immediately identified the looks that Rachel showered Brooke with, which was adoration. How did she get so lucky?

"Did you catch any of that?" Brooke asked when she noticed Rachel seemed spaced out for a second.

"Of course I did honey. The fashion industry is being taken over by flesh eating zombies from another planet." Rachel recited what Brooke had been saying. Brooke smiled.

"I like that." Brooke remarked. Rachel frowned.

"You like flesh eating zombies from another planet taking over the fashion industry?" Rachel said, confused. Brooke laughed.

"No. That you called me 'honey'." Brooke said with a teasing smile.

"Would you rather me keep calling you a 'crazy whore'?" Rachel retorted playfully.

"As long as I get to keep calling you a 'slutty bitch', I think we're even."

"Deal," Rachel agreed. "crazy whore." she added with a smirk. Brooke lifted her glass.

"I'll drink to that," Brooke said cheerfully. "slutty bitch." she threw in before she brought the rim to her lips and drank.

"You'd drink to anything." Rachel said, raising her own glass and downing it. "You practically shower in the stuff." Brooke smirked at her.

"Only if you join me." she responded, playfully leering at the redhead.

"I joined you this morning." Rachel pointed out. Brooke looked thoughtful.

"I guess I'm just going to have to take more showers."

"That's great. Another reason for us to get down and dirty."

"I like how we think."

"Nice to know we're on the same page."

"Or in the same bed."

"Get your skanky ass out of the gutter, Brooke."

"Says the one who lives in the gutter."

"Only on weekends." Rachel concluded their banter and they both smirked at each other. They both secretly enjoyed the their exchange of words that was the basis of their relationship. Then Rachel looked at her watch again. Brooke raised an eyebrow and briefly wondered what the watch had that she didn't before she dismissed the notion because it was too damn crazy, even for her.

The brunette took a deep breath as she watched Rachel. Should she do this now? Everything was going great, and by the way Rachel kept looking at her watch made her feel urgent, as if a giant clock was ticking inside her head reminding her that she couldn't put this off forever. So she steeled her resolve and placed her hand on Rachel's on the table. The redhead peered at her curiously.

"Rachel, there's something I need to say." Brooke started in a determined voice. Rachel raised an eyebrow, silently encouraging Brooke to continue.There was a pause as Brooke hesitated but she continued.

"I...we...uh...you know?" she realized this wasn't nearly as good as she had Imagined it. "I...I...have to go to the bathroom." Brooke said quickly. Rachel looked blind-sighted by that and looked at her with a perplexed expression.

"Thats great. Good for you." Rachel said in a bemused tone. Brooke hurried off, silently kicking herself for chickening out. Rachel watched her walk away, shamelessly checking her out. Nice. She looked at her watch again and grew nervous.

Mission execution begins in two minutes.

Inside the bathroom, Brooke paced in front of the sinks. She faced herself in the mirror.

"For crying out loud, get a grip! It's just freaking Rachel! You can do this thing. You're going to propose to that woman and its going to be the most freaking romantic thing EVER! You're gonna propose the shit out of this thing! You're going to kick this proposal's ass!" Brooke said to herself in the mirror.

Then one of the bathroom stalls opened and a woman pensively came out. Brooke stared at her incredulously.

"I'm just going to wash my hands. Don't mind me." The woman said turning on one of the sinks and commencing in washing her hands. Brooke just looked at her open-mouthed.

"You didn't hear anything." Brooke said pointing a finger at her threateningly.

"Hear what?" the woman said before she went out the doors. Brooke breathed a sigh of relief and put her hand to her face.

"I need to take a chill pill."

Rachel sat anxiously, twiddling her thumbs waiting for the brunette to come out of the bathroom. What the heck is she doing? Shes been in there a whole minute and twenty-seven seconds!Rachel just didn't have the patience for this. A long time later (approximately twelve seconds), she saw Brooke stride out of the bathroom looking right at her with fierce determination in her eyes. She stopped and stood in front of Rachel.

"Rachel, I want to.."

"We have to go." Rachel said quickly getting up, startling Brooke.

"What? Why?" Brooke questioned with a hint of a whine. She had practiced in the mirror for God's sake!

"No questions. You'll come quietly." Rachel said in a no-nonsense tone, as a kidnapper would talk to a victim.

"But..!"

Rachel quickly and efficiently silenced Brooke with a kiss. When she parted Brooke looked even more lost and confused.

"I'll make it worth your while?" Rachel whispered suggestively into her ear and Brooke's expression changed from one of puzzlement to immediate interest. Rachel knew she had won her over and took Brooke's hand to lead her out of the restaurant. Brooke had no choice but to follow.

"Why do you want to leave in such a hurry?" Brooke thought out loud when they reached outside and stood on the sidewalk. Rachel seemingly ignored her question, paying more attention to her watch and looking down the street.

"I didn't even get to order dessert." Brooke mumbled in mild protest.

Rachel spotted the headlights from down the street and breathed a sigh of relief. Perfect timing.

"This better be worth while or I'm going to..-" Brooke trailed off in her remark when a limousine pulled up on the curb next to them and Rachel opened the door and stood beside it. The brunette's mouth hung open in disbelief and looked at Rachel who was flashing her a grin.

"You were saying?" Rachel said impishly and motioned for Brooke to get in the limo with her hand. Brooke blinked at her and felt her feet moving towards the limo on their own accord. The redhead held the door open for her and as Brooke passed her, she held her gaze for a moment before grinning broadly and stepping into the limo. Rachel smiled triumphantly and followed her before closing the door behind her. The limo started moving immediately after.

"I assume the driver knows where hes going." Brooke observed, seeing the dividing window already raised.

"Oh yeah. I gave them specific instructions. We are not to be bothered on our little trip." Rachel said almost as if she was proud of herself.

"I also assume this is destination is going to be a surprise." Brooke said, sliding a bit closer to the redhead.

"Didn't think I could be the romantic type, did you?" Rachel intoned carefully. She never imagined herself to be the romantic type either. Brooke smiled a little.

"I always knew there was a soft gooey inside that I-don't-give-a-crap exterior of yours." Brooke teased playfully, tracing Rachel's thigh with her index finger. "But you really didn't have to get a limo." Brooke said more quietly, almost shy. Rachel reached out her hand to gently grasp Brooke's chin to meet her eyes.

"Listen to me. You totally deserve this limo and so much more. And I have no doubt in my mind that one day riding one of these things is going to be an everyday experience for you." Rachel said seriously. Brooke looked doubtful. "I feel like you are worth so much more that what I have to give, and I hope that tonight I can give everything possible. But it still won't be enough." Rachel stroked Brooke's cheek lovingly with her thumb. "You're just so freaking expensive." She finished humorously, but with an undertone of all-seriousness.

"You're worth a lot more than you give yourself credit for." Brooke whispered in a tone wrapped in emotion. "You don't have to give me anything but yourself." she said looking into Rachel's orbs to try to convey what she felt. Rachel felt it and took her words to heart.

Their kiss was feather light and agonizingly slow. Brooke traced Rachel's bottom lip with her tongue before tugging on it lightly, deliciously. Lips parted and each savored the taste of the other. Rachel gently pushed Brooke's hair out of her face and caressed her jawline delicately while Brooke ran her hands up and down Rachel's arms softly. Brooke released something between a moan and a sigh, which encouraged Rachel to rake one of her hands down to Brooke's lower back, causing Brooke to shiver in delight. Brooke nipped at Rachel's lips hungrily and was about to crawl into the redhead's lap when the limo hit a speed bump particularly violently which sent the couple flying away from each other and Brooke falling out of her seat and onto the floor.

Brooke angrily got up and slapped the dividing window.

"Watch where your going, ass!" Brooke yelled, hoping the window wasn't sound proof so the driver can hear her.

"You should have worn your seat belt." Rachel taunted eliciting a frustrated growl from the brunette.

"Shut up."

A/N- Okay, I just wrote this whole chapter in the past couple of hours, so I won't be surprised if it isn't very good. But hell, I'm tired and I'm going to bed. lol. PEACE and ICE CREAM peoples. I'm so out of it.

Just ignore me and review ;p