I had been trying to figure out what the cute little nickname Rizzo had for Krista was, and this is what finally popped out of my head. It takes place a couple of days after Christmas, the night before the boys leave for their first road trip since Krista & Rizzo's first kiss.

"What are you doing here?" Krista asked as Rizzo entered the bar.

"With your roommate visiting her family for the holidays, I knew you'd have to walk home from work tonight," he told her, shyly sliding an arm around her shoulders.

"It isn't that far, I'd have been okay."

"But it's December in Minnesota," he said. "It's three degrees outside."

"We have winter in Michigan, too," she said snuggling up against him. "And it isn't exactly warm."

"Well, I'm here, and I'll take you home." He kissed her lightly on the top of the head and smiled to himself. They had spent six months as just friends, but only a few days as more than friends. He wasn't used to the fact that he could do that now.

"Okay," she said, seeing his smile and mirroring it. "I'm all finished here, just let me get my coat."

She disappeared into the backroom of the bar and returned with her coat. Rizzo helped her put it on and walked her out to the car, opening doors for her along the way. He climbed into the driver's seat, buckled his seatbelt, and turned the key.

Nothing happened.

"Oh no."

"What is it?" she asked.

He turned the key again. Nothing. "Damn it! The car died!"

Krista laughed. "It's all right," she said, reaching over and rubbing his shoulder.

"I wanted to drive you home so you wouldn't be cold…"

"Well you can walk me home and warm me up when we get there," she grinned.

The pair got out of the car and headed to Krista's apartment. He stuffed his hands in his pockets, still annoyed. She looped her arm through his, resting her gloved hand where his bicep would be under his thick winter coat.

"Honey, it's okay, really…"

He stopped walking and looked at her curiously. "Did you just call me 'honey'?"

She smiled. "I think I did, yeah."

"Are we…do we do that?"

"I don't know," she replied, thinking. "Do we want to do that?"

He looked down at her, and his smile returned. "Yeah, I think we do…sweetheart."

She laughed, and they started moving again. They walked along in contented silence for a while before the sky opened up and it started to snow.

"Oh great," he mumbled

"Come on, I know you have snow in New England," she said, squeezing his arm.

"Yeah, but now we'll be cold and wet."

"Snow isn't so bad. It's better than rain…"

Large feathery snowflakes floated down, and Rizzo watched them collect in Krista's hair and eyelashes. "We're going to be covered in it by the time we get to your place," he told her with a hint of a smile. "You already are."

"I know. I'm just one giant snowflake…"

That made him smile, and he brushed his free hand over her hair. "Maybe, but you're my snowflake."

It was her turn to smile shyly, and she leaned her head on his shoulder.

A few minutes later, they arrived at Krista's building. "Come on upstairs," she told him, "and thaw out before you head home."

He looked up into the snow still falling from the sky. "Okay."

They climbed the stairs to her second floor apartment and unlocked the door, shaking off snow and unzipping jackets. Krista took the coats into the bathroom and hung them up over a heating vent to warm up and dry out a little. When she came back she joined Rizzo, who was sitting on the couch, and cuddled up against him.

"I can't believe we have a road trip so soon," he said, putting his arm around her.

"Herbie wasn't thinking we'd have our first kiss at Christmas when he made the schedule," she smiled.

That thought made Rizzo laugh. "I guess not. But I spent six months wondering if we were going to be together, and now that we are, I'm going away for a week."

She rested a hand on his chest, feeling his heart beating beneath it. "I know. I'm going to miss you the whole time you're gone."

He squeezed her gently, and rose from the couch.

"Where are you going?" she asked.

"I have something for you," he replied. "But it's in my coat pocket." He returned to his place beside her, holding a tiny stuffed animal. "This is for when I'm gone," he told her, giving her a small teddy bear. "So you have someone to cuddle and hold onto when you miss me—a little teddy bear to keep you company while your big teddy bear is away."

"Oh honey, that's so sweet…"

He smiled broadly, drawing her close to him. She laid her head back on his shoulder and slid her arms around him.

"Is it okay if I cuddle my big teddy bear until he leaves?" she asked running a hand over chest.

He took her hand in his and kissed it gently, smiling. "I think that would be all right."