Yay! Time for some emotions! lol

I tried to follow the previous chapter and this is what popped out

Enjoy!

Rick was at his locker after school putting his bag away, getting ready for his study date (make-out session) with Kate at her house. He was extremely excited. They'd never made out before; they had barely even frenched before Now he'd done it before, sure he had, but never with someone as special as Kate. He closed his locker done and jumped at the face that appeared behind it.

"Sup Ricky." She trailed her hand down his chest.

"Mer-Meredith? What are you doing?"

"I was just thinking, we got off a bit in our relationship and I can't help but think that it's my fault."

"Yeah, you bet it was."

"And, I know it was a mistake," he started to agree, but she stopped him "we should've never left New York. We were so much better there! So... I'm going back Friday and-"

"Wow. You really think I'd go with you? Meredith our 'relationship' has been over from the start. You didn't even come here for me. You came for your granddad's money. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm waiting on my girlfriend."

He tried to step around her, but she remained in his path.

"Move."

"No. Come on, now Rick. You really think she's going to stay with you? Not after I tell her your little secret." His faced flushed.

"Yeah, now you see things my way. If I tell her, she'll think you're a loser, she'll think your a freak! So, you come with me or I'll tell your precious Katie your big secret."

"Kate's not like that. She's not as shallow as you. She's real; she's different-"

"IS SHE RICK?!"

"He was just about to respond when he felt another presence approaching.

Kate. She couldn't find out.

He schooled his features and saw Meredith glare across his shoulder. Before he could react, two hands flew over his eyes.

"Guess who?" Oh, that voice. He loved that voice and wow, if it didn't calm all the anger in him. He turned to face his amazing girlfriend.

"Hey babe."

"Hey there, Honey Bear!" He ignores the exasperated sigh coming from Meredith's direction, but Kate doesn't. She turns herself and Rick in Meredith's direction, but before she utters a word, "Hey, uh, I'll be right out. Here," he hands her his car keys and now she knows he's trying to get rid of her because he never let's anyone near his car "you start the car. Heck, pull it around. I'll be right there." He tried his best smile, but she still looked reluctant. She peered between him and Meredith.

"Alright." He breathed a sigh of relief, but it was caught by a surprise open mouth kiss from Kate. She swirled her tongue around his mouth and took his breath away, all while staring Meredith down with her best glare. After she felt Rick's body begin to respond she released him and whispered,

"Just a little preview for tonight. Don't keep me waiting." And with that she sauntered away.

Now he really couldn't deal with Meredith or her drama. Not when he had Kate Beckett in his car, eager for their night together.

"Look Meredith, what we had is over. Your with Josh now! He should be the one your telling about your little departure. My heart belongs to Kate and hers to me so, have a nice life Meredith. I wish you lots of luck."

Oh God.

Oh God, how did he let it get this far.

Meredith's words had been running through his mind all day. He'd barely caught the things Kate had been saying. He tried to listen, tried to make himself appear okay, but he couldn't because he wasn't. Rick tried to believe Kate wouldn't leave him, he really did, but his secret was horrible and it made him self conscious. When he'd gotten to Kate's house, they'd only gotten about two math problems completed before she jumped him.

Now, here he was, being straddled by what he swore to be the make-out queen, but he couldn't concentrate. Everything from he and Meredith's conversation continually swam around in his head. He needed to tell her. Even if she did end up leaving him, he wanted her to hear it form him and him alone. He was mustering up the courage to tell her when, oh no, she started doing that swirly thing with her tongue in his mouth and "Ricky Jr.", as he liked to call it, was all to eager to agree. She felt him grow underneath her and, before he could protest, removed her shirt. Suddenly, all coherent thought was gone when he saw the swell of her breast and she kissed that special spot behind his ear and,

Oh, hell.

He quickly flipped her over and pinned her to the couch with his body. He intertwined their fingers, placed her hands above her head, and went to work on her neck. The soft moans she was eliciting only made him work harder. He had made girls moan before, but Kate's? Oh, they were much more enticing. Rick was enjoying himself and began moving his hips against her own. That only made her moan louder and him grind harder.

He allowed her to undo his belt, and even his pants, but when he went to undo her own, she slowly inched his shirt up and,

Oh no. Oh man, what the hell am I doing?!

He jumped off of her, leaving her dazed and confused, and redid his pants, which received him an angry growl from his now turned on girlfriend.

"What are you doing?" She managed to pant out.

"I-I- I can't... you just... with you and... I can't."

By now, she had caught her breath and began to move towards him, but he quickly backed away.

"Oh, well, I mean if you don't want to to..." she trailed off, not able to hide the hurt in her voice and is that what she thought he was saying?

"No, Kate, no no no. That's not at all what I'm saying! I do! I really really do, but I..."

"Hey, hey look at me," she placed one arm around his neck and the other under his chin, forcing his eyes to meet hers and when she saw the turmoil in them, she just wanted to make it better.

"You know you can talk to me right? Tell me anything?" He didn't know why, but that cleared up his nervousness right away.

"Okay. Come." He lead her to the couch and they both sat down, with her never releasing his hand.

"Look Kate-" he begins, but trails her body and gets stuck.

"What? What is it?" He chuckles.

"Well, uh, this is kinda serious and um, I can't concentrate when your, you know, out." Her face contorted to one of confusion, that is, until she looked down and realized her state of undress.

"Oh," she giggled and blushed and he almost lost his resolve "sorry." She quickly placed on her shirt and then placed her hands back in his, urging him to continue.

"Okay, so you remember when we went to see your family," she nods "and I had that little incident in the woods?" she chuckles and nods "Well, it wasn't exactly about my Dad. I mean it was, but it wasn't."

"It wasn't," she states and he nods.

"At least not fully."

"O...Kay. So, what was it about?"

He stood up and stood right in front of her while tugging at the ends of his shirt, but before it got even an inch high, he stared her directly in the eyes.

"Now, what I'm about to show you is my own little secret. No one, except my mom, knows about this. Are you ready?" She nods hesitantly and he removes his shirt fully.

Under different circumstances, she would've swooned at the sight of his muscles, his rippling abs, but she was too distracted by what lay on top. In one place, just to the left of his abs, the was a long thin scar that, by the looks of it, was pretty deep and surgically done. In another place, square between his pecks, sat another scar, this one a small circular little pucker of skin that looked as though whatever had done this to him punctured his heart. She stood and gave him a "may I" sort of glance and he nodded. With his approval, she began to run her fingers over each scar, giving it special attention, trying to figure out their stories.

"I never showed you because I was too self conscious."

"What happened?" He knew the question was coming, but still had to take a deep breath before beginning.

"I had a best friend, Bobby, and he got himself into some trouble. He was behaving sketchy so, one day, after school, I followed him. I saw him getting roughed up by some guy and he was screaming for help. No one else would help him so, I did. I was able to save him, but the guy was pissed, and I mean really pissed. He was angry and he shot. I don't think he knew exactly where he shot, but after it went off, I hit the ground and they were already gone. The bullet hit my heart and they had to go in through the side to stop some bleeding. Took me three months of recovery. Cut off contact with everyone but my Mom. Never spoke to Bobby again. Get that's what I get for sticking my nose where it din't belong." He tried at a soft chuckle, but it came out more of a disgruntled sob.

Kate's heart broke a little more as he spun this story of woe. This strong guy, her strong guy, the guy whose smile never left his face or his eyes, was once weak and broken. She looked down and ran her hands over her his scars again, this time in awe. His insecurities got the best of him with each stroke. He peered at her head with said eyes as she continually ran her eyes and hands over his skin.

"I know their-"

"Amazing." She said, still not meeting his eyes.

"Amazing?" She looked up and met his truly puzzled reflection. "Not weird, or gross, or even... freaky?"

"No," she gazed deep into his eyes "Amazing. Shows how strong you are, how far you've come." She beamed up at him and he beamed right back.

"You are the best girlfriend in the world."

"I know." She chuckled and he leaned in and captured her lips in a sweet and loving kiss that soon turned heated until she pushed him away.

"What's wrong?"

"You need to go, like now." She said handing him his shirt and shoving him towards the door.

"Why? What I do?" Hi worries began to get the best of him. Had he scared her off. She stopped right at the foyer.

"My parents will be home any minute and I have the overwhelming urge to ravish you right here so, unless you want my parents here for the show, I think you should leave." He chuckled, pulled on his shirt, jacket, and shoes, and opened the door. She stopped him with one last kiss and whispered against his lips,

"Thank you. For sharing yourself with me."

"Always." Then, he was gone.

Eh? See what I did there? Bobby = Bob Armand? Scars=Shot in the chest? No? Okay. :(

No, but seriously, I just figured that'd be a fun little twist.

Bt dubs, please do not point out if my facts were wrong. I'm writing this at 1:25 (or 13:25) am after eating a pound of gummy worms and two Mountain Dews. I will correct as soon as I can.

Love Always, XOXOX