Authors Note: Hey guys. Sorry it's taken so long to get this chapter up. I have returned to work following my back injury, so the need to be a responsible adult has taken priority (unfortunately)...and I work in a grocery store, so I am on my feet for eight hours a day...and when I get off I literally feel like chopping my feet off...which has nothing to do with my hands not typing...I blame that on the pictures of the Maldives that I try to describe in this chapter...I really do NOT do the pictures justice. I mean, have you Googled the Maldives? I need to marry a rich man so we can honeymoon for three weeks there! Holy Moley, I'd never come home!
As always, huge ginormous thanks to my other half, my bestie for life, my partner in crime (since she's called me hers, I feel the need to return the favor), alwayscastle2. If you guys have read her story Unemployedshe has the sequel to it up; Look How Far We've Come. I advice you check both stories out, as they are simply perfection.
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-Krystle
Chapter 7
"Stopping every minute just because
you're in it
Wishing everyday was Sunday, you're
right next to me
It's how its supposed to be
Hanging on every touch
Baby don't rush
Baby don't rush"
The flight from New York to London took close to nine hours. Rick managed to write a majority of the time; Kate's head resting on his shoulder. The pilot comes over the intercom alerting the passengers that they are making their decent into the city of London and that their seat belts need to be fastened. Looking down at his wife who had fallen asleep somewhere over the Atlantic, he makes sure that she's buckled.
He saves his work, and puts his computer away. He turns to Kate and kisses her forehead. "Kate, honey, we're landing."
She stirs, and buries her face further into his neck. "What time is it?"
"New York time it's eight at night; London it's one in the morning."
"How long was I asleep?" Kate asks, sitting up a little as the plane starts to shake from the decent.
"A couple hours."
She nods. "Jet lag is gonna be a bitch."
As soon as they're off the plane, Rick sends Alexis a text saying that they arrived safely in London. Alexis responds quickly, with strict instructions for them to let her know they arrived at their final destination as well, no matter what the time difference is.
CB
After a half hour layover in London, and another ten hours in the air, the newlyweds finally arrive at their destination. Both Rick and Kate are beyond exhausted; agreeing that a shower and the comfort of a bed sounds better than the beach.
The shuttle to their private villa waits for them outside the doors of the airport. Rick ushers Kate in the direction of the man holding up a sign that reads: Welcome Mister and Missus Castle. Loading their luggage in the back, the man smiles and in his accent welcomes the newly weds to the island.
Climbing in the back of the shuttle after Kate, Rick wraps his arm around her shoulders, pulling her to him. "It's beautiful here," she whispers, resting her head on his shoulder.
"It is," he agrees. "I'm excited to relax on the beach - after we sleep."
She nods. "My internal clock is so messed up. What time is it here?"
"Excuse me," Rick calls to the man driving. "What time is it?"
"Six-thirty in the evening, sir," the driver answers.
Rick nods, and pulls out his phone - which has already automatically set itself to the correct time. "Six-thirty here," he mumbles and does the math in his head, "that means it's nine in the morning back home."
Kate looks up at him with wide, sleepy eyes. "How can you possibly do math right now? I can't manage to remember what we had for breakfast today. Yesterday?"
He chuckles. "I don't even know. Want to call Alexis?"
She nods, "Face-time with her." Rick looks down at her and raises an eyebrow. "What? I miss her."
"I do too, honey," he smiles, kissing her forehead. Tapping on Alexis's contact card, he opens the face-time feature and waits for the call to connect. Angling the phone so that Kate is on the screen too, they both smile when Alexis appears on the screen. "Good morning, Pumpkin."
"Hey guys!" Alexis smiles. "You all settled?"
"No, we're on our way to our villa now, we just wanted to call and check in," Rick answers. "We miss you already."
"I miss you guys too," she says, her voice dropping a little. "But you guys are going to have a blast."
"Its amazing here," Kate chimes in, "We're excited to explore."
"I bet. Don't forget souvenirs," Alexis reminds them. "I don't think you'll hear the end of it from Detective Esposito and Ryan. Or Lanie for that matter."
"No, probably not," Rick agrees, making a mental note to get their friends and family gifts.
"We just wanted to check in with you," Kate smiles, and holds back a yawn. "We're going to get something to eat and then probably go to bed. Jet lag is setting in."
"Alright, well, we'll talk more later this week," Alexis promises, and blows the camera a kiss. "Love you guys! Have fun!"
"Love you too," they say at the same time. Once the call is over, Rick places his phone back in his pocket. "Look, honey, I think we're here."
Kate turns her head as the shuttle turns down a private road. Once they come to a stop, their driver gets out and opens the door for the couple, and retrieves their luggage. He gives them brief instructions on how to get in contact with the main house via the telephone in their room. He informs them that housekeeping comes in at the end of every week unless needed before, and that their minibar as well as their refrigerator is stocked with food and drink.
Walking into their little house, Kate gasps. "Oh my gosh. Rick! This is beautiful!"
He nods in agreement, "The pictures don't do this place justice."
The couple walks through the living room, to deposit their bags in the bedroom. Upon seeing the room they'll call 'theirs' for the next three weeks, Kate is left in even more shock than before. The bed is bigger than the one they share in the loft, the plush white bedding looks more than welcoming after their travels.
They have a more than spectacular view from their bed. The ocean is literally right outside their room. The large windows open in the middle to reveal their back deck, with steps leading down into the crystal clear ocean water, as well as a built in pool, perfect for the both of them.
Following Rick into the bathroom for inspection, she wonders to herself how places like this can possibly exist. They have two sinks - which she's not surprised by as they have two back at the loft - a bath tub that you can swim in, tiled steps leading up to the marble bowl, and a giant walk in shower - both of which she's sure will be used frequently.
"Babe, do we really have to go out and explore?" Kate asks, spinning around to look at Rick. "This place is amazing."
Rick walks over to her, wrapping his arms around her waist, and pulling her flush against him. "Well, not right away," he says, leaning down to kiss her softly. "But we did promise Alexis and our friends that we'd bring them gifts."
Wrapping her arms around his neck, her fingers play with the ends of his hair. "Yeah, why did we do that?"
"Cause we love them?"
Kate nods slightly, but brings her hands down to rest on his chest. Playing with the buttons on his shirt, she looks up at him, her hazel eyes turning a dark brown. "You know, I think we deserve some relaxation after the hours we've spent on planes."
His hands tighten on her waist. "You do, huh?"
"Yeah," she nods, her fingers popping the buttons on his shirt, exposing his skin. She dips her head, her lips meeting the newly exposed flesh. "Take me to bed, Rick."
CB
She knows she should be getting some rest. The flights were exhausting, and her body is begging her to just close her eyes; but she finds something to occupy her mind with as she rests on her husband's chest.
She thinks about their past, the events that lead to her knocking on his door that stormy night and blasting through the last piece of concrete that protected her heart. Her heart has always belonged to him. Long before she'd like to admit.
Fast forwarding to now, she kisses his chest softly and thinks about their future. Everything that they are, and everything that they're going to be. Five years down the line she's picturing summers at their Hampton's beach house, with a rambunctious four year old running through the house, and her, standing with a slightly rounded belly watching as Rick chases him around on all fours.
Him?
She wants kids. After the case with Benny, if she's being honest; she's wanted kids since they gave the little boy to his parents. She knows that Rick is already an amazing father, but she'd never seen him with an infant until that case. It's true what they say. There is nothing sexier than a man with a baby.
He'd told her that it was up to her; that he wouldn't push her on the subject of starting a family until she was ready. True to his word, he let the subject go and hasn't mentioned it again…
She rolls until she can look up to at his face. Leaning in, she trails kisses up his neck, to his ear where she laves the lobe with her tongue. Smiling when she feels him stir beneath her, she continues her journey down his jaw, and finally, finally reaches his lips.
"I love you," she whispers.
The arm around her back tightens. "I love you, too."
"Rick," she says, a hand resting on his cheek. He cracks open an eye and she smiles. "Let's have a baby."