They had put Billy down for the night, and Kara, as always, made a beeline for the bathroom.

Lee, meanwhile, wandered downstairs to the living room and saw the two piles of photos Kara had made on the floor. He picked them up, careful not to mix the two, and dropped onto the couch to take a look.

He was trying to make heads or tails of a photo that looked to be of three blurry feet when Kara plopped down on the couch, languidly stretching herself out, not caring about the fact that her husband happened to be sitting there first.

"So," Lee leaned forward and reached over Kara to drop the pile he had been looking at and to grab the other pile of photos on the coffee table. "What do you think of this latest batch?"

She shifted her position so that she was looking up at him. "They're nice. There's one picture of Billy that…"

The expression on Kara's face shifted as she remembered something she had meant to do much earlier in the day.

"Ugh…the frame!"

She sat up so quickly that Lee didn't have time to react and the photos he held in his hands went flying all over the floor.

He chuckled as he got up to pick up the photos, listening to the sounds of his wife's footsteps as she moved through the house. He loved little moments like this.

A framed photograph on the side table caught his attention as he stood after picking up the last photo. It showed him and Kara holding each other in front of a white wall lit by blue light, all smiles and happiness. She was even wearing a wreath of fake flowers in her hair.

Kara had made the frame herself; incorporating elements of the night that photo had been taken that only the two of them knew about.

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Leave it to Lee to know exactly what she needed.

Any other man seeing her pushed to the breaking point over wedding arrangements would have told her to take a day for herself. That peace, quiet, and perhaps a trip to the spa would do her some good.

They'd have probably ended up with a diamond-shaped indentation on their forehead.

Not Lee.

He took one look at Kara, called in a few favors, and told her to pack a bag because they were going to Las Vegas for the weekend.

He made sure that the only thoughts running through her mind were of the money she won at cards that morning and the prospect of more fun to come.

Only then did he dare to tell her that he had taken the liberty of booking her into the hotel spa for that afternoon.

He half-expected to see her fist come flying at him and was pleasantly surprised when she jumped him instead.

Later that night, a much more relaxed Kara walked down the Vegas strip with Lee holding her hand, enjoying the sights and sounds. As much as she loved the slower pace of their new life together, Kara still occasionally needed the hustle and bustle of a big city where she could cut loose and not care about who was watching.

And Kara loved Lee for realizing that she did. Usually before she ever realized it.

She looked up at him when she felt his arm come up around her shoulders to see him looking at her with pure adoration in his eyes. It thrilled her to the core to see how much he cared about her and she knew that he could see the same light shining in her eyes. She could see it every time she looked in a mirror.

And it was all because of him.

They stopped walking and Lee turned her to face him. She was about to say something, but there was something about the way Lee ran his hands down her arms to take hold of her own caused her to pause. Then he looked at her dead in the eye and said with all due seriousness, "Marry me, Kara."

Kara stared at him as if he was growing a third eye. "Uh, Lee…you already asked me to marry you, and I said yes…remember?" She raised their joined hands so that he could see the engagement ring he had bought for her.

"No, I mean marry me here. Now."

"Now?"

"Yes, now. Forget all the wedding planning and Laura going overboard with every little detail and every little thing potentially going out of control."

Kara could see the excitement dancing in Lee's eyes and couldn't help but begin to feel pulled in by his enthusiasm.

"Forget the shoes that hurt your feet, the dress that weighs a ton, the fact that the headpiece gives you a headache, the fact that Laura's extending the guest list by the minute…Let's find a small chapel somewhere and have it just be you, me, and whoever it is that'll perform the ceremony."

Her eyes watered as she cupped Lee's face. "You actually listened to me complaining."

"Couldn't help it, Kara," Lee replied, placing his hands on her hips and pulling her closer. "You get pretty loud when you're pissed."

"Shut up!"

Lee let out a small laugh as he kissed Kara's nose. "So…what do you say?"

Kara bit her lip as she thought about it. Then she looked up at him with a smile. "OK. Let's do it!"

Lee smiled back. "I love you."

"I love you too…but no Elvis impersonators, OK? They freak me out."

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Kara came up behind Lee and ran her fingers through his hair to pull his head back to look at her.

"That was a fun weekend wasn't it?" she asked with a knowing smirk.

Lee said, "Yeah, it was," as she clambered over the back of the couch to fall across his lap once again.

He fingered the two rings that were incorporated into the frame's design. The cheap gold bands had long since turned green.

"So," he turned his attention to Kara. "What made you run off like that?"

She grabbed the photos he held in his hand and replaced them with a silver picture frame.

Lee turned the frame slowly in his hands. "What's this for?"

Kara shushed him as she quickly looked through the photos and found the one she was looking for. "Ah hah!" she crowed.

She grabbed the frame back from her husband and quickly opened the back to insert the photo she had selected. Lee tried leaning over to see which one it was, but Kara just lightly slapped him back with a look of warning.

"You'll see it soon enough, Lee," she said as she replaced the back of the frame. "And…here we go."

She shoved the frame into his face and he saw their son smiling up at him.

He smiled at the memory of taking that photo, hovering with a camera in his hands, waiting for the perfect moment.

"So, which one was this?" Lee asked. He took the frame out of Kara's hands as she sat up to snuggle up against him.

"I dunno," she said into his shoulder. "I lost count at around forty two."

Lee chuckled softly as he brought an arm up and around Kara. "We made a cute kid, didn't we?"

Kara reached up to turn his head towards her. "The cutest."

And she pulled him towards her for a soft kiss.