After Serena and Sherlock had come home to celebrate the wonderful news, they were lying in Sherlock's bed together, cuddling under the sheets.
"You watched Lady and the Tramp?" Serena looked up at Sherlock.
"What?"
"At the restaurant, you made a reference to Lady and the Tramp."
"Well, you did say it was a good movie, so I decided to try it."
Serena nodded. "What other movies have you seen?"
"Mulan, Hercules, The Lion King, you know all the classics."
"I'm impressed." Serena grinned and kissed Sherlock.
"That's all I get? Hmph." Sherlock crossed his arms and turned away grinning.
Serena pushed herself up and straddled him. "You want more? Someone's awful selfish." She grinned wickedly.
"You have me shaking in fear. Please, don't do anything rash."
"Beg for mercy." Serena winked.
"I never beg." Sherlock grabbed her waist. "But I bet I could make you beg."
"We just might have to test out that theory," Serena laughed.
"I look forward to it. We have forever after all." Sherlock smiled and brushed a hair out of her face. Serena bent down and kissed him lightly on the lips. She stood up and wrapped one of Sherlock's old shirts around her and went out to the kitchen.
Sherlock followed her out. "What are you doing? Playing hard to get?" Sherlock was teasing her.
Serena laughed. "Dork, you already have me. I'm just making some tea."
"It's three in the morning. Come back to bed love." Sherlock took her hand.
"I'm thirsty. I'll be there soon. Keep the bed warm for me." Serena smiled and squeezed Sherlock's hand.
He hesitated, and kissed her before leaving the kitchen. "I'll try to wait up for you."
"You don't have to. I know I tired you out." Serena winked.
Sherlock chuckled and went to his bedroom.
Serena sat in the living room until the tea was ready, thinking about everything that had happened tonight. It hadn't been their first time, but it had been one of the better times. Sherlock was a gentle lover and very, very good in bed. She smiled and looked down at the ring on her finger. The diamond there sparkled and there was an engraving on the band.
The knight always rescues the damsel, but rarely gets her. We're different.
Serena smiled tears in her eyes. She remembered the night in the pool when Sherlock had saved her life. "My knight in shining armor. A few beats late, but a knight still." That was what she had called him. She was glad he had remembered this and was fond of the title enough to put it on the engagement ring.
She padded back to Sherlock's – their- bedroom and crawled under the sheets and snuggled into Sherlock's side. Sherlock sighed and smiled at her, and then went back to sleep. Soon Serena fell asleep too.