A/N: I should get to requests but this was in my head all weekend and refused to leave!

On yet another cold night, something inspired Andy to go on a walk. It was stupid, especially when it was so damn freezing, but April didn't mind. There wasn't much else to do around the stupid city anymore and just hanging around with him was never boring. Usually they found a bench or some little bus stop to sit at and talk, or just sit there and point at people and laugh. In a particular mood, Andy instead held her hand and continued walking when April pointed out a bench in a park just two blocks out.

For a few minutes she thought about complaining but didn't really see the need to after a while. There weren't many people around and April was happy to be there - just being there and with his hand in hers, warm from a coat with awesome fur-lining Andy's mom gave her for Christmas, and thinking.

Sometimes she thought back to days that almost didn't happen and April smiles. It was a little strange at first, especially when she told Andy why she was smiling, but thinking that she's actually walking around in her own two feet and breathing in chilly Indianapolis fog April knows she simply might not have been able to before. They both changed a little bit along the way, and Andy saw maybe too much of her than he needed to, but things were actually kind of great. It also led her down the train of thought that sparked her speaking up while they walked that night.

"Hey," she said quietly, barely above the distant traffic and sounds of bustling late-night diners and bars around them.

"Hey," Andy repeated with a smirk, earning an eye-roll from her. "What's up?"

April took a breath but just swung his hand back and forth while they walked. She wasn't sure what was up, April just knew that if she could talk to anyone it would be Andy. "Just thinking, y'know," April muttered and lowered her head, "I mean, it's nothing like that. Just... thinking."

"Oh..." Andy nodded and kept up their pace, "that's cool, right?"

"Yeah, cool's the right way to put it," April let her smile fade as the sheer thought went deeper and deeper, until it was starting to find an uncomfortably familiar purchase.

"You don't look like it's cool," he said slowly.

With a wave of her other hand she tried to quiet him, speeding up her pace. "It's nothing, don't worry about it."

"Babe," Andy said quietly, this time almost totally inaudible, "you can always tell me stuff. You know that."

"Yeah, I know," she cracked a tiny grin and bumped into him as they walked.

Without another word they took another turn before they walked through a small holiday display still standing. A few kids ran around it, their parents picking up something hot from the stands still open, and enjoying themselves in the cold night as April and Andy walked past. When April looked away she realized that Andy was watching the scene as well and there was a faint movement at the corner of his mouth that told her it was okay to smile too.

Passing the scene, they found a bus stop where April pulled him down to sit with her.

"It's about... stuff, y'know? Us, kinda stuff," April explained to him as he sat down next to her.

Andy looked like he was biting the inside of his bottom lip in confusion before he nodded. "Yeah?" is all he could say, before nodding more. "Is it, like, good... 'us' stuff?"

"I don't think it's really good or bad, it's just..." April shrugged and shook her head, "I dunno, none of this makes any sense. Sorry."

"Why don't we talk about it, then? Just 'cause you're not sure what it is doesn't mean it's bad," Andy said so slowly she thought he was picking apart every word and trying to remember what each one meant. "Or something. I dunno, I'm not sure about a lot of stuff."

"Do you ever wonder... that we just don't know anything better?" April offered him immediately, rolling her lips before talking again. "Not that this isn't the best-"

"You did agree to marry me," Andy butted in, smiling wide.

"Yeah, and I want to... but, don't you ever think that we're doing this because we don't know any better?" April finished, already regretting saying it. This was all stupid. They were enjoying a night out, just walking, and she found that it wasn't the absolute worst thing in the whole world.

Andy was clearly confused, and that was fair. It sounded like she both wanted it and didn't really understand why she wanted them, or at least that's what made sense in her head.

"What?" he raised an eyebrow. "So... you're, like, thinking about other people?"

"What? Ew, no," she bumped his shoulder with a grimace apparent on her face, "I'm just asking if you ever thought that maybe we only know this-" she motioned between the two of them, "-and that's why we're young and dumb and engaged."

"I did it because I want to spend the rest of my life with you, babe," Andy said nonchalantly, "and that's all that matters to me."

"I know, and that's awesome, and I want to do it too," April tried to convince him that she wasn't thinking anything else and just wondering, "but don't you ever think what it'd be like to be with somebody else?"

Immediately, without a moment's hesitation, Andy laughed and then said, loudly, "No!"

"Really?" April was almost certain he was lying, but there was no sweat. He didn't even look slightly red in the face and he wasn't itching the back of his neck at all.

"Really! Dude, I wouldn't want anybody else no matter what. You're the best person I've ever met and you're the smartest and you're hilarious, and you're beau-"

April stopped him before the cavalcade of compliments came. There were days when she didn't mind them - days, just like any regular person, where she just needed to hear them - but now she was comfortable. She was fine being herself and being around him, so she kissed him quietly underneath the awning of a 24-hour stop. When she pulled away their hands were tightly clasped and she had more than a trace of a smile.

Andy, however, was beaming.

"Do you ever...?"

"No, I... I'm glad we're here, and it's us, and ugh," April put her head in her free hand and groaned, "this is stupid. Sorry-"

"It's not stupid," Andy sighed and moved his head lower to kiss her again. "It's not."

April smiled again, so many times that night already, and moved her chin up just a bit so he didn't have to almost lean all the way on top of her. After all, it was fairly public and still really cold. Otherwise she might not have bothered at all with holding back - the way he just looked at her and made it obvious that he really wanted to hear what she was thinking. That was just one of the many reasons April was totally cool with marrying Andy Dwyer.

Yeah, one of a few.