AN: Well, I am still in the process of moving, but wanted to give you guys a little something since I'm not sure how much time over the next several weeks that I will have to actually write. Visiting and staying with family never gives a person much alone time, so writing will probably be out of the question. I'll cross my fingers for a few moments here and there. Also, this is not the end which I think I made glaringly obvious at the end. I've got plans. No worries. Enjoy!

And Life Goes On

It had been a year. Or approximately a year. Kim had refused to remember the exact day. Her denial had helped with that. Keeping busy and refusing to look back in the calendar had helped. However, she was pretty sure that it wouldn't matter. That first relatively warm day with the sun shining had been reminder enough and she was pretty sure would always be one. Kim watched everyone walk past her with smiles on their faces as she was heading into work. She wished she could have joined everyone's good mood. Her shift went by without too much excitement and she found herself heading out to the parking lot on time for a change. What surprised her was seeing Adam and Zoey waiting for her next to her car.

"Hey. What's up?"

Zoey grinned, "Adam had a great idea. Let's go have takeout in the park. It's still sunny and warm. Please!"

Kim could never say no to that much enthusiasm. The park they elected to go to was different from the one that Kim had met her sister at last year, but so much of it was the same. She could still smell the freshly cut grass and hear the sounds of kids playing, but the taste of the onion rings that she was currently munching on was a stark difference. She tried to pull herself out of her memory by marking these differences. A group of what Kim guessed were college students had decided to bring their music practice outside and were entertaining the masses. Including Zoey. Zoey was seated cross legged on the edge of the blanket they had laid down and Kim could see that her neice was tapping her hand in time to the music as she was listening. Kim was leaning back against Adam's chest and watching Zoey's fascination.

"What's up, Kim?"

Adam's whispered question caused Kim to pull his arms around her waist.

"It's been about a year."

Kim felt Adam place a small kiss to her temple.

"I kind of thought that was what was on your mind."

"I'm glad that Zoey seems to be doing okay."

"She has so many people that are ready to be here for her if she isn't."

Kim turned to look Adam in the eye. "I know. Ugh, help snap me out of this."

Adam smiled. "My pleasure."

He cupped her cheek and lightly began to kiss her. It was exactly what Kim needed. She needed his love to help pull her out of the funk. Adam began to thread his fingers through her hair to deepen the kiss when Zoey's annoyed exclamation broke them out of it.

"Ugh, not again. Really you two?"

Kim buried her face in Adam's neck because she saw that several other people had been alerted to them by Zoey's complaint. However, Adam was not embarrassed in the least.

"Oh come on, Zoey. Would you really prefer it if we went back to just being friends? I highly doubt that."

Zoey scrunched up her face to one side like she was debating her answer.

"Hmm. I guess you have a point. Could you tone it down a bit?"

Adam was shaking his head no as Zoey dramatically fell backwards and covered her face with her hands. Kim was finally laughing. Leave it to her boyfriend and her drama queen niece to finally snap her out of it.

Adam opened his apartment door and made his way inside. Zoey followed slowly quite annoyed that they were having to delay getting dinner just so Adam could pick up some clothes and his baseball gear for the upcoming softball season. Adam made his way quickly to his bedroom and began to transfer stuff to his gym bag.

"Wouldn't it just be easier if you moved your dresser to our apartment? I mean you have a truck."

Adam looked up to see Zoey standing in the doorway with her arms crossed.

"I'm sure what's his name from across the hallway would help you."

"Umm…. I'm pretty sure the movement of furniture would be something that your Aunt and I would have to discuss."

"Why haven't you moved all your stuff in yet?"

Adam went to say something, but realized that he really didn't have an answer. Why had they not had this conversation already? He put the last article in the bag and zipped it shut.

"Ok, we just have to grab my other bag in the hall closet."

"You don't have an answer for me, do you?"

Adam straightened up and threw the bag over his shoulder.

"Zoey."

"Don't Zoey me. Come on Adam. You are never here. The place is starting to smell."

"Once again. Something that your Aunt and I should be discussing."

"When is that going to happen?"

Adam began to rub his forehead.

"Don't say it is none of my business. I live there. It is my business."

"What would be the answer that would get you to grab my bag from the hall closet?"

"How about in the next couple of days? I'll give you a little time."

"Why does this bother you so much?"

"I want you there. Your family."

"I'm there already."

"Are you?"

Adam finally understood.

"Are you afraid that because I still have my apartment that I am going to leave at some point?"

Zoey raised her eyebrow.

"I'm not going anywhere, Zoey."

Zoey turned and headed to get his other bag. Adam realized that he needed to have a conversation with Kim.

Kim dumped the now dry laundry on her bed. She had already done two loads and was amazed at the amount of clothes that she had already folded. Chores sucked. Kim knew she needed to put away at least her clothes if she was going to have room on the bed to finish folding all these. She was in the process of putting her clothes in her dresser when she looked back at the bed. Half the clothes sitting on the bed were actually Adam's and she was running out of space in the drawer that she had set aside for him. Looking at the rest of 'her' room caused certain things to jump out at her. Was it really just 'hers' anymore? Adam's boots were now lined up next to one wall and his jackets were hanging next to hers on the back of the door. His laptop was sitting on the bedside table charging and if she looked in the bathroom all of his personal products were sitting next to hers. Kim shut the drawer she had been working on and went back to the bed to start folding the remaining laundry. Of course, folding just gave her time to think. To think about the fact that it was stupid that they were keeping two households when they were only using one. How she wasn't sure why they hadn't thought about this before? She was deep in her thoughts when Adam walked in the door carrying two gym bags. She watched as he gave the bed a once over. Kim raised an eyebrow and decided she needed to say something. However, they both spoke at the same time.

"I think we need to talk."

They both smiled and Kim watched as Adam dropped his bags on the floor.

"I just got the third degree from Zoey as to why I haven't moved in yet."

"What did you tell her?"

"That it was a conversation that you and I needed to have before I moved my dresser into the house."

"Actually after doing all this laundry it would have been nice to have a place to put it."

Adam walked up and took the shirt out of Kim's hand and then pulled her into his arms.

"Are you saying you actually want me to move in?"

"You are here all the time. And I wouldn't mind having that be a permanent thing. Plus, you already have a key."

"I'm not sure, but was that a yes?"

Kim smiled and pulled him down for a kiss.

"That was a hell yes."

Adam bent down and lifted Kim up so she could wrap her legs around his waist.

"Dinner is ready and on the table. You know I am going to be scarred for life one of these days."

Kim turned in Adam's arms to look at her niece.

"You'll live. Besides, you are getting what you want, Nosey."

Zoey grinned.

"It's about time. When's moving day?"

Kim turned back to Adam.

"We can never satisfy her. Always a new question."

"She is your niece."

Kim's mouth dropped open and Adam quickly began to back track.

"I simply meant that she knows what she wants and isn't afraid to ask for it."

"Good save."

"Thank you. I've made mistakes, but I'm learning."

"Ok, well why don't we not make a mistake and let dinner get cold."

Adam immediately began to carry Kim towards the hallway and Zoey quickly turned around to stay out of their way.

It took them about three weeks to sort all the details out. Which couch to keep? Whose bed was more comfortable? What duplicate kitchen stuff did they have? Who had the better crockpot? Kim still couldn't believe that Adam had actually acquired a crockpot at some point and that it was better than hers. She suspected that Aunt Jenny had something to do with that. Kim made her way into the apartment as Kevin and Adam were just finishing placing his couch in the den. The dark brown leather did look better than the old one she had. As the guys stood up to relax, Zoey dove onto the new piece and tried her best to take up the whole thing. Kevin just swiped her feet out of the way and sat down.

"Ok, That's it right. I think I'm done."

"That's everything. Hey babe. Oh good, food and beer. As promised."

Kim held out the pizza to Adam and then grabbed a beer to hand to Kevin before taking the rest to the kitchen. She had just stood up from putting the remaining beer in the fridge when she felt Adam's arms wrap around her waist. The feel of his lips right next to the shell of her ear sent tingles through her body.

"It's all done. You're stuck with me now."

Kim smiled as she turned in Adam's arms. She slowly let her hands travel up his chest to loop around his neck.

"I'll do my best to tolerate you."

The twinkle in Adam's eye along with the smirk on his face told Kim exactly what he was going to do. So, when his hands came down to cup her ass and then he lifted her up so she was eye level with him it didn't surprise her. She leaned forward to kiss him and enjoyed knowing that he was home. Adam began to move them away from the fridge and initially Kim had no idea why, but then she felt Kevin move past them to grab another beer from the fridge.

"You two are ridiculous. Now, I know what Zoey is complaining about all the time. I forgot how nauseating the two of you can be."

Kevin walked away, and Kim could have cared less what he said. She was happy and finally life seemed to be going right.

That night lying in bed tucked into Adam's side, Kim couldn't sleep. She kept having a thought that would circle through her head. Or more like a question. She was warring with herself. She didn't want to rock the boat, but she also knew that she needed to admit to the concern. She took a deep breath and realized that she would need to talk with Adam tomorrow. Or that was her plan.

"What's wrong, babe?"

Kim looked up to see that Adam was not asleep like she thought he was.

"How did you know that I was still awake?"

"I could practically hear your wheels turning. That and you keep running your fingers over my chest. What's bothering you?"

"I don't want to be worried about nothing."

"But?"

"But. I also don't want to repeat past mistakes. I can't hide behind everything being good."

"Ok."

"I just want to make sure that you want to be here and you didn't just move in because Zoey pressured you."

Adam shifted out from under Kim slightly and she worried for just a second that he was going to get out of bed. Instead, Adam turned onto his side and got so Kim was looking right into his eyes.

"I want to be here, Kim. There is absolutely no other place I want to be."

Kim could see the sincerity in his eyes and she wanted to trust in that.

"I'll admit that Zoey pushed me a bit, but I would not have brought it up or even done this if I didn't want to. I think you know that."

Kim smiled. Wasn't that the truth.

"I love you, Kim. I love living with you and Zoey. You are both my family."

"I love you, too."

"Ok, well if we are being honest, can I say something?"

Kim nodded her head with slight apprehension.

"Will you promise me that we will continue to deal with concerns like this? Together."

"How else…"

Kim let her question fall off because she knew that he was voicing his own concern. No talking about their problems with other people before dealing with it together.

"I promise."

Adam raised his eyebrow and Kim saw that twinkle in his eye that told her he was going to flip the script.

"I actually meant in bed. Preferably naked, but that's just a suggestion."

Kim went to shove him playfully away but in the end it just gave Adam the opportunity to pull her closer. Not that she minded that in the least.

Kim was laughing as she turned the police cruiser down the next street. Her shift was almost over and she and Garcia were almost back to the precinct. Their last call had been from a mother reporting a domestic disturbance, but in reality she was simply trying to get her young son to eat his dinner. Kim was laughing about Garcia's face when he sat down to try and eat a plate with the young boy and the kid began to shovel his food into his mouth. Turning into the parking lot, their police radio broke into Kim's laughter.

"Officer down. Officer down."

Kim quickly pulled into a parking spot and threw it into park. She knew that voice. As Kevin's voice filled the cruiser with the unit's location, Kim and Garcia just sat listening to the radio as the dispatcher reported the ETA of the ambulance. Kim could feel her fingers digging into the wheel and her breath shortening. Who was it? Please not Adam.

Post AN: Um. Yeah. Moving is not good for stress...or my muse. I apologize for that. ;)