A/N: Thank you for reviews first off. The story is about to build from here. Next chapter will show that. I promise.
And on another note I didn't direct my rant at any specifically, but I had several other people make comments about me changing characters and such. Sorry if it came off that way.
And also, if you don't like the story, then don't read it. It's pretty much that simple.
Saturday had finally arrived. Caitlin drove over to Spencer's apartment around 7 A.M. They had a lot of work to do, so an early start seemed like a good idea. She knocked on the door and waited for him to answer. Spencer swung the door open, quickly leaned down and kissed her.
"I missed you." He told her
She giggled. "It was one day apart." She reminded him.
"Yes, that's true. But it was one day that I missed you." He grinned and pulled her inside, closing the door after them.
"Well, after today you don't have to go a day without me." She told him, looking into his eyes. He smiled.
"Good."
They spent all day packing and unpacking. Caitlin loved Spencer too death, but my god he had too many books. Spencer had several good laughs at her attempts to lift heavy boxes.
"Caitlin, face it, you can't lift anything heavier than a cat." He told her laughing. She was practically dragging the box. Caitlin grabbed a paperback book from the box and threw it at him, hitting his shoulder.
"Shut up!" She pouted, folding her arms across her chest. Spencer crossed the room and wrapped his arms around her.
"But it's one of the many things I love about you." He told her before kissing her forehead.
She hugged him quickly. "This is the last box." She told him, before yawning.
"I'll get you. You can start the car." He said, handing her the keys.
"Okay." She mumbled, too tired to protest.
Spencer had driven them home. They pulled up to their apartment building. Caitlin had fallen asleep during the drive. Spencer turned the car off and looked over at her. He leaned over, and kissed her temple. Her eyes fluttered open.
"Caitlin, love, we're home." He told her, grabbing her hand, and running his thumb over her knuckles lightly. She looked over at him and groaned.
Spencer got out of the car. He waited for Caitlin, but she didn't move. He opened her door and squatted down so they were at eye level.
"Planning to get out of the car?" He asked her smiling. She shook her head.
"Please?" He pouted. She smiled.
"Carry me." She told him, reaching towards him.
He leaned forward, wrapped his arms around her waist and lifted her up. Caitlin held tightly to his neck and wrapped her legs around her waist so she didn't fall. She laid her head on his shoulder, placed a few light kisses on his neck, and took in the scent of him.
Before long they had reached their apartment, he rummaged his pockets for his key, finally finding it, unlocked the door, and carried her inside. Spencer closed and locked the door behind him, feeling Caitlin's lips on his neck a few more times. He carried her into their bedroom, and laid her down on the bed, kissing her forehead.
"Sleep, love." He told her, pulling off her shoes, and tucking her in.
"I love you, Spencer."
"I love you too, Caitlin." Spencer told her and leaned down to kiss her forehead.
"Nothing can ever change that." She mumbled before closing her eyes.
"Good."