A/N – So, this chapter has a little shout out to some people and they will know it when they see it! Pretty much all you need to know about it, is don't be fooled by the ending. After this chapter, there are still four more to be posted. Thanks for reading! Leave me a lovely review!

Chapter 21 – Salt the Scrambled Eggs

Lulu

"How much longer is this going to take?" I asked, sighing loudly.

"We're almost done actually," Cooper replied.

"Really?" I countered.

"Yeah, I just need to know what you did this morning," Cooper answered. "Not necessarily mundane activities, but any conversations you may have had."

"Okay, I guess the day started with me waking up next to Johnny," I smiled...

I felt Johnny's hand trailing up and down my bare back and I smiled into his chest. He was watching me again. I pressed a kiss against his chest before looking up at him. His brown eyes were roaming over my face, studying my every feature. I knew I would never stop feeling the butterflies in my stomach when he looked at me like that.

"You're up early," Johnny muttered, tucking my hair behind my ears.

"What time is it?" I asked.

"Ten minutes 'til eight," Johnny answered.

"I am up early," I giggled. "Why are you awake?"

"I usually wake up early," Johnny replied.

"Well, not me," I yawned.

"You can go back to sleep," Johnny suggested.

"No, I want to be up if you're up," I smiled.

"Lu, we have our whole lives to spend together," Johnny laughed. "You can grab a few more minutes of sleep."

"Our whole lives?" I questioned.

"That's my plan," Johnny nodded. "Do you disagree?"

"No," I said, pushing myself to lay flat on my back. "But if you think you're getting out of the whole taking me on dates thing, you're wrong. Just because I'm already in love with you doesn't mean you shouldn't woo me."

"Woo you?" Johnny asked, propping himself up on his elbow.

"Yes," I replied with a serious face. "I want dinner, dancing, movies. I want it all."

"What if I said no?" Johnny wondered.

"That's a funny joke," I laughed, turning to face him. "You can't say no to me."

"You're right, I can't," Johnny sighed, pressing a quick kiss to my lips. "But, I also don't want to say no. I want to take you to dinner, dancing and movies. I want to do it right. I love you."

"I like it when you say that," I muttered. "Is that really girly?"

"I hope not," Johnny chuckled. "Because I like it when you say it, too."

"Really?" I asked. "Do you want me to say it?"

"Yes," Johnny nodded.

"You might have to earn it," I teased, pressing a kiss to his lips.

"Earn it?" Johnny countered.

"Earn it," I confirmed.

Johnny smiled and pushed me to lay on my back. He settled his body into mine and began layering kisses across my neck and chest. His hands trailed down my body and I let my fingers comb through his hair. Just as I was about to pull him to me for a kiss, he stopped everything he was doing and smiled at me with a wicked glint in his eye.

"What?" I asked.

"I don't think I want to earn it out here," Johnny smirked.

"Okay..." I muttered.

"How big is your shower?" Johnny questioned, his smirk still very evident.

"Big enough," I replied.

"For two?" he wondered, raising an eyebrow at me.

"You ask that like you have a plan," I smiled. "Care to tell?"

"I'd rather show," Johnny said, winking at me.

Before I could respond, he covered my mouth in a passionate kiss and pulled me to him. He lifted me out of bed and headed for my bathroom, turning on the shower and stepping in without ever breaking our kiss. We made love in the shower, washed each other and made love again before finally shutting off the water. I dressed quickly and headed into the kitchen. I laughed as I found his shirt on the floor from the night before. I picked it up and folded it before setting it on the table. I went to work on scrambling us some eggs for breakfast, noticing the time and that we would need to leave for our interviews with Cooper soon.

"Lulu," Johnny called.

"Yes?" I asked, turning toward his voice.

"Do you remember where we left my shirt?" Johnny questioned, walking into the kitchen.

"We left it on the floor," I laughed, pointing to the table. "But I folded it this morning."

"I guess I should have come more prepared to spend the night," he chuckled, picking up the shirt.

"No, because I'm not easy," I countered, turning back to the eggs.

"It's okay to be easy for me," Johnny whispered, wrapping his arms around my waist.

"Says the man who probably wants to skip our interviews this morning and just stay in bed," I replied, turning off the burner.

"Don't you want the same thing?" Johnny asked, kissing my neck.

"Well, of course, but I'm responsible," I giggled. "So, I'm putting aside what I want and doing what I said I would."

"I guess that's my cue to set the table so we can eat before we have to go, then," Johnny sighed, letting go of me and heading to the cabinet. "Are you worried about what's going to happen today?"

I paused in place as I contemplated his words. I had been so caught up in the love I was experiencing I forgot it was a possibility that Cooper could put one of us in prison today. I went back to what I was doing and shook my head.

"I'm not going to let worry consume me," I answered. "I prefer letting our love consume me instead."

"As do I, beautiful," Johnny replied, kissing me softly on his way to the table.

I brought the eggs over to the table and served them onto our plates as Johnny pulled some forks from the silverware drawer. He poked around some other cabinets, obviously looking for something but not saying a word. I watched him carefully as I took a seat at the table, giggling softly as he furrowed his brow.

"What are you looking for?" I finally asked.

"Where's your salt?" Johnny wondered.

"Over the stove," I answered. "Why?"

"Because we're having scrambled eggs," Johnny replied, retrieving the salt and coming to sit at the table.

"So?" I questioned.

"You can't eat scrambled eggs without salt," Johnny scoffed. "It's impossible."

"Not for me," I laughed.

"Well, you're very weird," Johnny muttered, salting his eggs.

"You better take that back," I warned.

"Hey, I love weird," Johnny smiled. "I love that you do things differently."

"I guess as long as you love it, I can accept you thinking I'm weird," I conceded. "But don't think you're not weird, too."

"How am I weird?" Johnny wondered.

"You love me, and according to you, I'm weird," I explained. "Therefore, you're weird by association."

"As long as I'm with you, I'll take being weird," Johnny replied, leaning over and kissing me.

"I love you," I said softly, kissing him back.

"Good," Johnny said, pressing a kiss to my cheek before going to work on his eggs.

We ate quickly and then washed the dishes together again. I sighed when I saw the time and Johnny just kissed me, saying so much without actually saying anything at all. He offered to drive and I agreed, climbing into his car to head to the PCPD. The ride went by quickly and we held hands the whole way. When we pulled up to the station, Johnny parked and hurried around to open my door for me. We walked inside with our fingers entwined, showing everyone that wanted to see that we were a united front. An officer led us to a hallway where Matt, Georgie, Maxie and Spinelli were already seated.

"Hey, everyone," I muttered, taking a seat and pulling Johnny to sit beside me.

"Hi," Maxie replied.

"This is Johnny," I said, tipping my head toward him.

"We know," Maxie smiled. "Spinelli told us all about him."

"Well, I doubt Spinelli knows, Maxie," I sighed.

"It's okay, Lulu," Johnny said calmly. "Maxie, is it?"

"Yes," Maxie nodded. "I'm Lulu's best friend."

"Well, I would appreciate the opportunity to make my own impression on all of you," Johnny replied. "I love Lulu, though, and that's what matters most."

I smiled as Maxie, for once, had no reply. She sat back and I whispered to Johnny the names of everyone else. I also pressed a kiss to his cheek to let everyone know that I felt the same way about Johnny as he felt about me. Maxie opened her mouth to say something else, but before she could get it out, a door at the end of the hallway opened and Cooper stepped out.

"Lulu," Cooper called. "You're first."

"Well, that wasn't very eventful," Cooper noted.

"Are you disappointed we didn't talk about the case?" I asked.

"A little," Cooper admitted. "You weren't very helpful."

"We were preoccupied," I shrugged.

"I can tell," Cooper laughed.

"You're laughing?" I questioned.

"I don't necessarily get you and Zacchara," Cooper replied. "Doesn't mean I can't appreciate the fact that you love him."

"So, am I free to go?" I wondered.

"Yes," Cooper nodded. "Thanks for coming in. Don't leave town."