You guys are all probably very disapponted in me now, as I haven't uploaded a chapter since Friday. I wrote this Saturday after work, then tried to upload it. It didn't let me, so I figured it was a glitch. I tried again Sunday;same thing, couldn't upload. And when I tried today, it FINALLY told me I had exceeded the amount of documents I could have stored. So I deleted some and then tried to upload it again. Guess what, SUCCESS! I do feel bad and stupid now, so you all can laugh at me. Hope this chapter makes up for it and just so you know, I have a good idea for their Valentine's Day. I'd still welcome any ideas, though!

Disclaimer: I do not own or make any profit from Tim Hortons (Timmy's), Flashpoint or its characters. I own only Alexis.

Enjoy!


"Hey, Spike. Planning anything for next weekend?" Lou asked in the change room.

"What are you talking about?" Spike asked as he pulled on his boots.

"He's talking about Valentine's Day, Spike. Don't tell me you forget it was next Saturday?" Ed asked, shaking his head at Spike.

"Right..." Spike rubbed his head as he headed out of the change room to his SUV. As he walked down, he couldn't help but think about what the guys had reminded him of. Valentine's Day...he wasn't quite sure how to handle it. He'd had tons of dates on Valentine's Day, but none he had with anyone he felt this deeply for. Alexis was special, he thought as he started his SUV and drove out of the SRU's headquarters. She was...different, in a good way. Alexis had started out as a friend and progressed quickly to much more. He cared for her more than he wanted to admit to himself.

Spike continued to think as he pulled into Alexis's driveway. As he stepped out of his SUV, he looked up to at the sound of her voice. "Hey Spikey, up here!" Alexis waved at him from the roof.

Eyes wide, he scrambled towards the ladder. "What are you doing up there?"

"I'm shovelling, why else would I be up here?" she asked, making her way towards him and the ladder slowly.

"You're shovelling the roof?" Spike had reached the bottom of the ladder and was standing there, watching her.

"I don't want the roof to collapse on me. That would make it hard to sleep, don't you think?" she teased before slipping on a piece of ice. Yelping, she fell face first into a pile of snow. Alexis pushed herself up as Spike climbed up the ladder. Seeing him step carefully onto the roof, she smiled. "Jeesh, I'm not that wimpy." She laughed as he walked closer.

"You sure? I seem to remember you not being able to lift a pot of pasta." He smirked before his own face met the snow. He pushed himself up to the sound of Alexis's laughter. "Oh, very funny." He joked, making a snowball hidden from her view.

"Karma!"

"Just like this!" Spike pushed himself up enough to throw the snowball. Alexis squeaked as it hit her square in the face.

"Hey!" She retailed by throwing her own fistful of snow, green eyes twinkling. They threw snowballs for the next little while, laughing and teasing each other. Alexis relented first, gasping for breath. "I give, I give!" she said, holding her hands up in surrender.

"So I win again, huh? What's up with that?" Spike joked, kneeling down beside her.

"Maybe your awesomeness overwhelms me?"

"If that's the case, I wonder what happens when I do this." With that, he leaned down and pressed his lips to hers as he pressed his hands to the snow beside her head. She responded eagerly, lifting her arms to his neck to bring him closer to her. They stayed that way until they ran out of breath and pulled away slightly.

Spike couldn't help but to stare at her, half underneath him. Her brown hair was mostly covered with a blue tuque, but the rest splayed out in a contrast to the white snow. Her green eyes looked up to his brown ones, shining.

While Spike admired her, Alexis couldn't help but do the same to him. His brown hair was dotted with white snowflakes, and his brown eyes stared directly into her green ones. She let out a slight shiver, which he noticed immediately.

"Come on, we don't want you to get a cold." He teased, pushing himself to his feet before offering her his hand.

"Same goes to you, Spikey. Care for some hot chocolate?" Alexis asked as she accepted Spike's help up.

"Hot chocolate would be wonderful, 'Lexis." He told her as he followed her towards the ladder.

"You get the ladder and I'll get the hot chocolate, um-k?" She told him from her position on the ground.

"Deal."

"I'll be waiting!" she called from the porch before disappearing inside, leaving Spike to his hopefully simple job.

Inside, Alexis mused on the next coming weekend...and thus, Valentine's Day. She wasn't sure what, if anything, she and Spike were doing. She didn't have any prior Valentine's Day experience to go by, either. She knew she wanted to do something for him... but what?

Her thoughts were interrupted by Spike stepping into the kitchen. "Hey, the hot chocolate ready yet?"

"Have patience, Spike. It's almost ready." She told him, shaking a spoon at him.

"Me, have patience? Never!"

"Well then, I guess someone doesn't want any hot chocolate."

"Patience is my greatest virtue!" Spike spoke into her ear, wrapping his arms around her.

Alexis shivered slightly and turned in his arms to face him. "Glad to hear it." She murmured, pressing a kiss to his cheek before turning around again. "That one's yours." She pointed towards the penguin cup before reaching out to grasp the puppy cup. "And this one's mine."

Spike nodded and released one arm to pick it up. Sipping it, he smiled. "You make wonderful hot chocolate, you know."

"Better then Timmy's?"

"Close as you can get."

"Thanks." Alexis turned back to face him, eyes glimmering over her hot chocolate. Spike couldn't help but to stare at her, struck by how much she trusted him. When she was in public, she was much more guarded, more withdrawn and less joking, teasing. He reached up with one hand to brush a stray hair aside of her face and shivered slightly as she smiled even more at him. Damn it, how much did he care for her? In any case, she deserved something very special for Valentine's Day, and he was going to make sure she got it.