Absolute nonsense and fluff ensues here. So very sorry I haven't updated in a bazillion days but the muse took off to warmer climates and left me to fend for myself. This is the third time I've written this chapter and I fear the Grammar Nazis will have a field day.

She hadn't planned on going to the loft but before she knew it she was unlocking the door. It was late. They hadn't had a case and Rick had left earlier in the day. She let herself in; the loft was dark except for a dim light in the kitchen. On the counter was a small plate of cookies with a note "For Kate, Love Alexis" underneath in Rick's handwriting was "and me too XO" she smiled and grabbed one of the cookies, they were oatmeal raisin, which where her favorite. She poured herself a glass of milk and was standing up against the counter when she heard him shuffle into the kitchen. She couldn't help but smile, his hair was sticking up all over the place, his road runner pajama bottoms were slung low on his hips and he wasn't wearing a shirt. He was adorable and yet even though she had seen him like this many times it still sent chills up her spine and other places too.

He smiled at her smiling at him. "You found your cookies?"

"I did."

"And are they good?"

"They are quite good, but not as yummy as you." She raised her eyebrows and smiled as he walked over towards her grinning and slipped his hands under her sweater placing them on her bare waist. She sucked in her breath at the contact. He placed a small kiss on her neck. He was surprised to see her here. She had been short with him earlier in the day and he had decided to leave and get some writing done. He pulled back and looked at her as she popped the rest of her cookie in her mouth. Her eyes were slightly red. He cocked his head and brushed her cheek with his thumb.

"You okay?"

She nodded. "Sorry about this morning." She looked away and put her arms up around his neck and then looked at him. "I thought I might be pregnant."

He was a little stunned, but seeing her face he pulled her in tight for a hug and just held her then placed a kiss on her forehead. "So, um I'm guessing that probably freaked you out just a little bit."

She swallowed hard and took a deep breath. "Just a little bit, but honestly my reaction to finding out that the test was negative freaked me out even more."

"Really?" He leaned in and kissed her. "I'm so sorry, Kate. I wish you would have told me."

"I know, I guess my reaction surprised me. I didn't realize that I wanted one, well at least not yet."

He kissed her cheek and then placed both of his hands on either side of her face and kissed her long and sweetly. "We can take care of that you know?"

She chuckled. "Well, I suppose we should be married before we try too hard."

He hugged her tighter. "Why Detective Beckett are you proposing?"

She rolled her eyes at him. "What if I were?"

He laughed and picked her up and set her on the counter. His face now even with her breasts, he laid his cheek against them and then looked up at her. "Then we would be ring shopping in the morning." He pulled her sweater up and undid the front closure on her bra.

She pulled his face away from her breasts and made him look at her. "I don't need a ring."

"Well, maybe you don't need one, but I'm sure you would like one." His hands were now where his face had been.

"I'm a simple girl; I don't want to attract attention."

"Afraid I'm going to buy you something big and gaudy?"

She slid down off the counter and pulled her sweater down.

He looked at her and pouted and then set his eyes back on her breasts. "What were we talking about?"

She rolled her eyes at him. "You were proposing to me."

He chuckled and continued to try to get back under her sweater, nibbling on her neck. "I do believe it was the other way around. I would not propose without a ring."

"Really? Her hands were toying with the top of his pajama bottoms. "I bet I can get you to propose without a ring."

He looked at her questioningly. "And how might you do that?"

"I have my ways." She moved up against him and started kissing his neck.

"Perhaps we should take this into the bedroom."

"Good plan, Romeo." She grabbed the drawstring to his pajamas and pulled it, leading him into the bedroom. It didn't take long for them to remove their clothes and it took even less time for her to get a proposal out of him.

Later they were lounging in each other's arms. He kissed her on the temple. "You didn't give me an answer you know."

"Do you really want one?"

"You know, I could have proposed to you months ago. But it occurred to me that might have something to do with why my first two marriages didn't work out….jumping the gun. I'm pretty sure I could marry you right this minute and it would last forever."

She ran her fingers up and down his chest and was quiet for a few seconds and then said "We should elope."

"I'll take that as a yes?"

She chuckled and kissed his chest. "How did we even get on this subject?"

"You started it."

"I don't think so."

"You did, you want little Castle babies."

Now she was giggling and burying her face in his chest.

He ran his fingers through her curls. "You know I will give you anything you want. Huge wedding with all the fixins', lots of little Castle babies, house on the Riviera, you name it, it's yours."

"No huge wedding and one baby someday is sufficient. I'll think about the house…it's tempting."

"What? You don't want a big wedding?"

"Nope." She started yawning and reached up and kissed him. "Good night, Romeo."

He rolled over on top of her and she let out a loud "oof" he kissed her on the nose. "You can't fall sleep, we're not done with this conversation."

She kept her eyes closed and ran her fingers up and down his back. "What conversation. Were we talking about something important?"

"Yes, you were proposing."

"Hmmmmm….proposing what?"

"Marriage and children."

"Silly man." She let him kiss her and then tried to move him off of her but he wouldn't budge, she smiled and kissed him. "You're squishing me."

He chuckled and said "Hey. You know what?"

"Hmmmm?"

He moved his mouth up to her ear and sucked on her earlobe and then whispered. "I love you."

She smiled and opened her eyes and when his face was back in front of her she said "Love you more."

He kissed her until he had her moaning again. "Not possible, Detective, just not even possible."

So, I was thinking of ending this here. But I said that 13 chapters ago. I keep thinking you might all be getting bored with this however you keep reviewing and my gosh there are people all over the world reading and alerting and favoriting (not a real word I know). So, if I do decide to keep going I don't know how long it will take before I update. I doubt with close to three feet of snow in my yard and a foot more to come tomorrow that the muse is going to return in a hurry. Thanks again so very, very much for all your wonderful reviews, you have no idea how sane they are keeping me. Seriously…I'm a sad case.