Kate was up at the crack of dawn to cook her parents' breakfast. Megan thought she'd give them a little time alone, so she hung back to shower and get ready for the day. Kate wanted to tell them then, but couldn't bring herself to do it, worried it would ruin the rest of their visit together. She didn't really want to wait until they were leaving, but feared that might be the best option. As it was, they seemed happy to remain blissfully ignorant.

"What time does your flight leave on Monday?" Kate asked as she buttered herself a piece of toast.

"Seven thirty," John grumbled over his newspaper, in between sips of coffee. "You can take us before work."

"Sure," Kate answered, starting to get perturbed at the way he ordered her and everyone else around.

Retirement can't come soon enough, she thought.

"Morning," Megan greeted them as she entered the kitchen, making a beeline for the coffee pot.

"Here's some eggs," Kate offered, handing her a plate.

"Thanks, honey," Megan replied, then froze.

She felt like all the air had been sucked out of the room. Nothing—neither the sound of cars in the street nor the clinking of forks against plates—could be heard, as everyone seemed to hold their breath. She glanced at Kate, who gave her a look indicating she had not yet told them. Regardless, Megan wasn't trying to be brazen. It was simply a slip. A slip we shouldn't have to worry about, she thought. Not at our age. Not ever. Still, she felt terrible for putting Kate in this position.

"Sure," Kate smiled, patting her on the back as she would a dear friend. It made her absolutely nauseous, but it was the only defense mechanism she could muster at the moment. She continued to clean with her back facing her parents until one of them finally spoke.

"Your mother and I are going on a walking tour of the city," John announced. "See the liberty bell, whatever else peaks our interest."

"Sounds like fun," Kate replied, a little surprised to just be learning of their plans, but beginning to feel relieved. "Just let me finish getting ready, and we'll..."

"That's alright," he cut her off. "I'm sure you've seen it a hundred times."

"Um…" Kate started again, confused. "Yeah, but, I thought…"

"We'll be back for dinner," he stated flatly, looking her dead in the eye. She felt like she was ten years old again. Clearly, this was his final decision.

"Okay," she swallowed.

Megan said nothing as she stirred creamer in her coffee and watched the interaction. The next twenty minutes were completely silent until John and Susan were ready to leave.

"Think you can find your way?" Megan asked, sure she'd get some kind of snarky response in return. She was correct.

"We were in the service for over forty years," John answered. "I think we can navigate ourselves through Philadelphia."

Susan stayed quiet as they made their exit, though she still smiled at Kate, even if it was a little less enthusiastic than the day before.

Once they were alone again, Kate sat on the couch and stared ahead, blankly. Megan slowly joined her, reaching out and rubbing her back.

"I'm sorry," Megan whispered. "I wasn't thinking. I just…"

"It's not your fault," Kate sniffed. She had been preparing to lose them for so long, she almost felt like she had done it before. Still, it hurt more than she expected.

"I would have stayed behind," Megan offered.

"I wouldn't have let you."

"They could have at least let you go with them," Megan shook her head. "They never get to see you."

"Yeah, well," Kate sniffed again. "Better get used to it."

"They might come around eventually," Megan tried to give her some hope. "You never know. They could…"

"Megan," Kate stopped her. "They haven't changed a day in their lives. Not for me. Not for anyone."

Megan nodded. She knew that would likely be the case. She just couldn't imagine anyone not wanting this incredible woman in their lives, especially the people who created her. She continued to rub her back as the blonde leaned against her, and they curled up on the couch.

"What now?" Megan asked.

"I'm sure they'll call at some point with their dinner expectations."

"Right," Megan sighed. "Until then?"

"Until then…" Kate kissed her neck, bringing her fingers to Megan's lips, tracing them slowly. "We have the house to ourselves. For once."

"Are you sure you feel like…?" Megan gulped, even as she tilted her head back to allow Kate better access.

"Silly question," Kate breathed, lapping at the space between Megan's neck and shoulder before biting down. Megan smirked.

"Are we about to have angry sex?"

Kate pulled back, staring into Megan's green eyes as she held onto the collar of her shirt.

"No."

"No?"

"I'm not angry," she insisted as she straddled her, bringing her lips to her ear again, nibbling on the lobe while Megan held her in place. "If anything, I just want to show you how much I… appreciate…everything…you do for me."

Megan's breath caught at how worked up Kate seemed to be getting. She grabbed the woman's face and held her gaze, checking in to make sure she truly was okay. All she saw was affection, and desire, and everything else she had fallen in love with.

"Okay," Megan breathed as she kissed her. "What if they come back?"

"They can wait outside," Kate huffed.

Megan threw her head back and laughed. Kate took the opportunity to undo her blouse and slide it off her shoulders. She kissed down her chest, painstakingly slow, cupping her breasts with her hands and squeezing as she licked across the top of them. Megan let her eyelashes flutter as she continued to lean back, feeling beneath Kate's lilac dress with her fingertips. Kate grabbed her wrists and pulled Megan's hands away from her body before pinning them against the back of the sofa. Megan grinned as she giggled.

"That's not angry?"

"No," Kate whispered, kissing her harder.

"What is it then?" Megan panted.

"This is me…" Kate spoke softly as she undid Megan's bra and threw it over the back of the couch. "…thanking you."

"You're welcome," Megan whispered.

Kate returned to her breasts, where she brought one perfectly puckered nipple into her mouth and sucked hard before just barely biting down. Megan's hips jerked, and Kate held her, all the while sucking harder, going back and forth between each breast, until Megan's head was thrashing.

"Kate…I can't…take..."

"Yes you can," the blonde breathed.

"Yes," Megan's eyes almost rolled completely into the back of her skull as Kate slid down the zipper to her skirt and pulled it to the floor, along with her underwear. Kate teased her knees open rather easily, then positioned herself on the ground between them. She grabbed both of Megan's thighs and pulled her to the edge of the couch. The redhead nearly lost her mind. She gazed down at the blonde, who stared into her with a look of absolute hunger and worship.

Kate met her eyes again for a few moments. Right then, Megan decided she was going to ask her to marry her someday, sooner rather than later. She didn't care what the Commissioner thought, or Kate's parents, or anyone else for that matter. All she knew what that after everything they'd been through together, she wanted to make absolutely sure there was no question how far she'd go to be with her forever.

All of these thoughts quickly subsided for the time being as Kate brought her lips to Megan's warm, wet center. Megan writhed against the couch as Kate kissed, licked, did everything she wanted and more. It didn't take long to bring her to her breaking point, emotions were running so high.

"I'm…ungh…" Megan moaned as she came.

Kate kissed her there a few more times and stroked her inner thighs, sending tickles up Megan's spine that made her shiver. She finally climbed back into Megan's lap and kissed her lips so softly, Megan didn't know if she could melt any further. She held the blonde firmly in her arms, kissing her back, thanking her again and again.

"I love you, Megan Hunt," Kate whispered into her ear.

"I love you, Kate Murphy," Megan replied sweetly. "Who would have thought?"

"Everyone, apparently," she rolled her eyes. "At least that's what they say."

"That's what Ethan says," Megan smirked.

"And he's got his ear to the whole office," Kate laughed.

Megan smiled, playing with Kate's loose, tousled locks, tracing the sides of her face. She took a deep, satisfied breath before bringing her hands to the hem of Kate's dress again, hoping this time she'd allow it. Kate's eyes said yes, and Megan began to slip her fingers up her thighs when her phone rang.

"God damnit," she mumbled. "Hold that thought."

Kate let her up so she could retrieve her cell. Megan's face changed a bit when she saw who it was.

"Todd," she picked up. "Everything alright?"

She began pacing, listening intently as Kate watched.

"Uh huh," she sighed, not sounding pleased. "Yeah. No, I get it, it's just…really not the best of times over here. But if that's….okay. We'll figure it out. See you then."

After hanging up, she shook the phone a little and did an unhappy dance before returning to the couch, where she fell back into Kate's arms.

"Lacey's coming home, I take it?"

"He has to go out of town," Megan groaned.

"On a Saturday night?"

"Apparently. He says it's business, but I don't know."

"It better be," Kate snipped. "It would be a pretty shitty move, otherwise."

"He's really come around," Megan reminded her. "Talk about people who have changed."

"Don't give him all the credit," Kate sighed. "Lacey's pretty persuasive."

"She takes after him in that regard."

"And you," Kate insisted. "I'd rather she become a doctor than a lawyer."

"You can say that again," Megan attempted to smile. "She'll just have to sleep on the pull out tonight and tomorrow."

"I'm sure she won't mind. She's a trooper."

Megan settled in further against Kate's body, where she fit perfectly. She ran her fingers across the blonde's stomach.

"You want…" she started to suggest. Kate grabbed her hand and squeezed, bringing it to her lips.

"Let's just lay like this for a while," she breathed. "I mean, of course I want…but, I just…"

"Didn't sleep well last night?" Megan knew she hadn't.

"Not at all."

"Better get some rest now, Dr. Murphy," Megan whispered as she snuggled closer. "Tonight should be interesting."

Kate shut her eyes and held Megan tightly to her chest. The two slept until they got a call from Susan, saying her husband found another steak restaurant he wanted to try. She told the women they could meet them there at five. Lacey wasn't due till 7:30, so that gave them plenty of time. Kate could only hope that with Lacey's charm added into the mix, the rest of the weekend wouldn't be quite as unbearable.