This chapter is in Flack's POV :) I hope you enjoy it!

Disclaimer: I do not own CSI NY or it's characters. Also I don't own Winter Wonderland

Sleigh bells ring, are you listening,
In the lane, snow is glistening
A beautiful sight,
We're happy tonight.
Walking in a winter wonderland

Flack stepped out of the restaurant behind Jess and handed her scarf to her. He watched her take in the big fluffy flakes that were falling gently from the sky as she wrapped her scarf warmly around her neck. She turned to look at him and he was struck as always by her beauty. Snowflakes stood out against her dark hair, sparkling like jewels in the light. Her cheeks and nose were flushed from the cold air, her eyes sparkling happily as she bundled herself up to stay warm.

Tonight was the night. He stuck his hand in his pocket to make sure the small box was still there. He'd been carrying it with him for weeks, unsure when the time would be right to ask her. And finally he felt like tonight was the night.

Snapping out of his thoughts, he held out his elbow for her to loop her arm through. "Wanna go for a walk before we head back to the apartment?"

She tilted her head back to look up at him and grinned. "I'd love to. Where do you wanna walk to?"

He already knew where he wanted to go. "Let's go to Rockefeller Center to see the lights and watch the skaters."

She nodded and they set off for their destination. Flack felt butterflies begin to flutter so he made small talk to try and keep himself occupied. Her soothing voice telling him about her day calmed his nerves and he walked along just enjoying her company.

Gone away is the bluebird,
Here to stay is a new bird
He sings a love song,
As we go along,
Walking in a winter wonderland

As they arrived at the park, Flack noticed how quiet it was. Snow blanketed everything, Christmas lights setting off a soft glow throughout the trees. It was perfect, and he could tell by the look on Jess's face that she was as caught up in the beauty as he was. The trees overhead created a kind of canopy for them to walk under, the branches laden with snow, reminding him of a winter wonderland.

He tugged her over to stand by the railing overlooking the skating rink. Only a few skaters were out. He saw several couples, a mother with a young girl along the edge, and a couple girls doing jumps and spins in the center of the ice.

Jess leaned her forearms on the railing just watching, and he mimicked her pose. But he didn't even look at the skaters, his eyes roaming her face. The childlike delight on her face made him smile. It wasn't very often he saw this side of her, without the tough exterior she had to have in their line of work.

She spoke. "It's so perfect, like being in a winter wonderland. I don't think I've ever seen something so beautiful."

His gaze never left her face. "Yea, neither have I."

Brown eyes met his, a flush spreading across her face as she ducked her head embarrassed. "I don't know about that."

Reaching over he lifted her chin up waiting for her to meet his gaze. "I do." He leaned over to kiss her gently. "I love you Jess."

She smiled and she reached up to cup the side of his face. "I love you too Don." Coming up on her toes she kissed him again. Bringing his hands up he framed her face, pulling her closer to deepen the kiss. The feeling of her soft lips against his sent heat through his veins, the fire she always started in him flaring up, sending his heartbeat racing.

Pulling back before it went further, he rested his forehead against hers, taking deep breaths to try and slow his speeding heart. Watching as their warm breath clouded in the cold air. Collecting himself he turned her to face the rink, pulling her into his arms till her back met his chest. Wrapping his arms around her, he rested his chin on the top of her head. Content to stand with her and watch the skaters, he remained silent, lost in his thoughts.

In the meadow we can build a snowman,
Then pretend that he is Parson Brown
He'll say: Are you married?
We'll say: No man,
But you can do the job
When you're in town

Flack found himself reminiscing about their relationship. "Do you remember when I first asked you to dinner?"

He felt her nod against his chest, a soft laugh escaping. "Yeah. You'd kissed me for the first time the night before. You came up to my desk and asked me if we could talk alone. When you started talking you kept stumbling over your words so I couldn't understand what you were trying to say."

"I was so nervous. Never thought a classy girl like you'd go out with a guy like me. But I finally got it out. I'll never forget the smile on your face when you said yes…or how relieved I was that you hadn't shot me down." He chuckled remember how truly nervous he had been. He hadn't seen her since the night before when he'd kissed her. Not knowing how she was feeling about it had had him distracted all day. He hadn't been able to hardly focus on the case he'd had that day. Finally walking into the station that evening he'd spotted her at her desk and immediately walked over and asked to talk to her.

As soon as her gaze met his he'd frozen, unable to spit out the words he'd been rehearsing all day. They came out in spurts, stumbling over each other so he hadn't been able to understand himself, let alone get her to understand him. Finally she'd told him to slow down and say what he wanted to say. He'd gotten it out, afraid to meet her gaze and see the rejection in her eyes.

Then he'd heard her say yes. Afraid he'd misheard her, his eyes snapped up to meet hers, and seeing the huge smile on her face, he'd sighed in absolute relief.

Her voice broke into his thoughts. "Our first date was so much fun. Remember? We went to a Yankee's game…they were playing Boston." She giggled. "A great game, beautiful day, cold beer, and the company of a cute guy, what more could a girl ask for?"

He twined their fingers together staring at how small her hand looked in his. "And the rest was history. Look at us now. Still goin' strong after two years."

She tilted her head back and looked up at him over her shoulder a small smile on her face. "And it's been a good two years?"

Kissing her lips tenderly he replied. "Yes." Placing another kiss on her forehead, he gently turned her to face him. Nervousness washed over him as he reached for her right hand, bringing her hand up to kiss her fingers, then rested their intertwined hands against his chest. "Jess…I gotta say somethin'. And I want you to let me get it out before you say anythin' okay?" He hoped to God she'd say yes.

"Don, I-" She started to say something, but he lifted a finger to her lips to silence her, his blue eyes serious.

"Please Jess. Just let me get this out ok?" he pleaded.

Concern filled her eyes, but she nodded. "Ok, Don. What is it?"

He took a deep breath, trying to calm his nerves before speaking. "I've never felt this way about anyone in my life. I love you Jess. You're so amazingly beautiful, kind, and generous. I keep askin' myself how the hell I got so lucky to have you in my life." He gently brushed her hair behind her ear watching as tears filled her eyes

"You've been with me through a lot over the years even before we started datin'. I go to you when I've had a hard day and you always make everything better. You're the only one who can calm my temper." He joked as Jess laughed through her tears. He became serious again. "When I'm around you I strive to be a better man; to be one who really deserves you. And I know I don't have a lot to offer you. I only offer myself and hope that you accept me the way I am."

"What are you saying Don?" she asked cautiously.

He reached into his pocket and pulled out the little blue box causing her to gasp. "I love you Jess. And I want to spend the rest of my life with you." He got down on one knee in the snow, opening the box to reveal a beautiful square cut diamond ring. "Jess, will you marry me?"

Her hands came up to cover her mouth as tears welled up in her eyes, mixing with the snowflakes on her skin to run silently down her cheeks. He watched the emotions cross her face, seeing the love in her beautiful brown eyes as she nodded and smiled at him. "Yes. Yes Donny. I'll marry you!"

Flack felt a grin cross his face before he was on his feet, crushing her in a hug, burying his face in her soft hair a rush of joy spreading through him. She pulled away to stare at him for a moment before swiftly bringing his head down in a searing kiss. He felt her tilt her head, sliding her lips over his and opening her mouth to give him access. Their tongues tangled, the kiss so warm and seductive his breath caught on a moan. Tearing his mouth from hers he stared at her, gasping for air.

Jess returned his look, her brown eyes sparkling in the light as she launched herself at him. He took a step back to regain his balance as her arms tightened around his neck. Straightening his back he pulled her right off her feet, holding tight so as not to drop her. Her lips attached to his again and he could feel the love she spread from herself to him.

Gently setting her back on her feet, he took the ring from the box to hold it up in front of her. Jess held out her left hand to him and he slid the ring onto her finger. It sparkled and shone, reflecting rainbows from the lights surrounding them. "I love it Don. It's beautiful."

His heart overflowing with joy, he kissed her fingers. "You're beautiful Jess. Merry Christmas, Sweetheart."

Her smile deepened, flashing her dimples at him. "I love you too. Merry Christmas, Donny."

Later on, we'll conspire,
As we dream by the fire
To face unafraid,
The plans that we've made,
Walking in a winter wonderland

Not sure Flack would ever be mushy…but I like to think that he has a romantic side to him! Please review! Thanks for reading!