Tracer: Thank you so much! I felt bad for not letting Alex have a mom in the story, but I just had to go with the way it was on the show no matter how sad that makes me. Cavak: They DO make a cute couple. I imagine having a bit of a power struggle in their relationship, but still being so loving at the same time. A sequel sounds fun. I'm thinking the first year of their married life and how they adjust to everything as newlyweds. steple: Aww, thank you so much. That really made me smile. Oh, there will be lots and lots of Alex and Casey coming from me. I already have a few story ideas. LOCISVU: I've always imagined it, too. It's a little unusual for a honeymoon, but I think it suits them. srhittson: You're welcome! And I'm glad you liked the ending. Bkwrmchar: Just four more months until their wedding. :D litafan82: Finally! haha. After how many months? MHfanSmoezz: Thank you so much! I'm glad you like the story. Butterscotch: I totally agree. They look AMAZING together and should have more time together on screen. I've watched "Ghost" soooo many times just to see the two of them together. nany85: Yeah, I'll look at the opening credits and if there's no Alex or Casey in that episode, I know that's going to be an episode I don't like. I'm glad you're still loving them. Poor Casey has a long road ahead of her with Alex and her spontaneous early morning wedding planning. Mackster: I'm happy there's more AC fans too. I used to feel like the only one. I'm really glad you're loving the story. :)

After what seemed like an eternity on the road, Alex pulled into the driveway of the beach house where she had spent every summer of her childhood. She had always looked forward to spending time at the beach house, but she was particularly excited about this trip because it was the first time she would be at the beach house with her future wife. Casey knew that Alex had a few girlfriends in the past, but none were close enough to bring to the house that her mother cherished, so it was an honor when Alex invited Casey to spend the week there.

The moment Casey walked in, she was relieved to see that the décor was more welcoming than she had expected it to be. She was expecting everything to look so stiff and uncomfortable, but the house was warm and inviting. There was an antique rocking chair and a coffee table with a photo album on top. There were pictures of Alex through various stages of her childhood and adolescence hanging on the wall. Casey immediately set her bags down and went to get a closer look at the pictures. The first one to catch her eye was one of Alex in middle school. She hadn't grown into her looks, but Casey knew if she had gone to the same middle school as Alex she would have asked her out in a heartbeat.

"My awkward phase," Alex said as she wrapped her arms around Casey's waist.

Casey turned around so she could kiss her fiancee. "Nothing about you was awkward. You should have seen me at that age."

"I have," Alex informed her. "You would have been my first crush."

"We couldn't have dated, though," Casey said and flashed her a mischievous smile. "When I took my seventh grade picture, you were a sophomore in high school."

"Are you calling me old?"

"Well, you are a year away from forty," Casey teased. "But I love being with an older, more mature woman."

Alex started laughing. "You, my love, aren't getting any tonight."

"Alex!"

"It's a shame, too," Alex said in between kisses. "I had something special planned for you. I even bought new lingerie."

"The red teddy from that website? The one that looks like a corset top?"

"Mm hmm," Alex told her.

"The one that gives you an almost dangerous amount of cleavage and adds two cup sizes?"

"So, now you're saying I'm flat?"

"No," Casey said hurriedly. "I love how your breasts fit so perfectly in my hands. Why don't we go upstairs and—"

"I can't," Alex said and averted her eyes. "It's that time of the month."

"Then why were you talking about lingerie?"

"I don't know," Alex said and rested her head on Casey's shoulder.

"That's why you've been so moody," Casey told her fiancee as she held her close.

"I'm sorry I ruined our romantic getaway."

Casey wiped her fiancee's tears. "Alex, I love you. You didn't ruin anything. If you want to be a menstrual case, then be one. I'll buy you a bunch of chocolate if you're craving it. If you're cramping, I'll massage you and keep you warm. And, Alex, how many times have I told you that romance doesn't always mean sex? There are other things we can do that are equally romantic like walking hand-in-hand along the beach, kissing each other on the porch swing, and planning our wedding."

"Casey, why are you so perfect?"

"I'm far from perfect," Casey admitted. "But being with you has brought out the best in me."

"We're getting married in four months," Alex said excitedly. "In four months, I'm going to be Mrs. Novak."

Casey led Alex over to the sofa so she could hold her. "Before you become Mrs. Novak, there are so many things we have to do."

"I've been designing our invitations," Alex told her. "I was thinking of putting pictures of us on the front of the invitations—pictures of us as little girls."

"No," Casey groaned. "That's so overdone, Alex."

"Too late," Alex said and started smiling. "I already ran it by your mom."

"And?" Casey asked.

"She loves the idea!" Alex said excitedly. "She's already sending me her favorite pictures of you. I've been getting them in my inbox for the past couple of days."

"My mom doesn't even know how to use a computer," Casey told her. "How did she learn how to use a computer, scan photos of me, and e-mail them to you?"

"I taught her how when we visited your parents on the Fourth of July," Alex said and kissed Casey on the cheek. "You were watching the Yankees game with your dad and the rest of the men in your family. Your mom saw how uncomfortable I was when your fourteen-year-old nephew started staring at my legs—"

"I was staring at them, too," Casey interrupted.

"It's different when you stare at them," Alex said flirtatiously. "I love wrapping them around you when you're on top of me and I love the way you grip them when I'm on top of you."

"Alex?"

"Yeah?"

"Please don't put that image in my head right now."

"I'm sorry," Alex said, disappointed. "If one of us is on our period during our honeymoon, I think I'd cry."

"Not as much as I'd cry," Casey told her. She gave Alex a suspicious look when her phone started beeping and Alex immediately got off the couch to check it.

"It's your mom," Alex said and started laughing as she stared at the screen. "This is the cutest thing I've ever seen."

"What did she send you?" Casey asked even though she dreaded Alex's response.

"You in your T-ball uniform," Alex said excitedly.

"When I was four?" Casey asked.

"Yes! Listen to what she told me, 'My pride and joy in her first uniform. She hit a homerun that day and then called everyone in our family to tell them what had happened.'"

"That was a good day. I remember going out for ice cream that night and not wanting to change out of my uniform."

"Casey, I wish I could just take you out of this picture so I could hold you. I want this little girl running around our apartment."

"Well, I want this little girl in our apartment," Casey said as she grabbed one of the framed photos from on top of the counter. "I can imagine her having tea parties and wearing pretty dresses and hair ribbons."

"I'd rather have a little Casey running around."

"And I'd rather have a little Alex. Maybe we should have both?"

"If you want a little Alex, it has to happen soon," she pointed out. "I'm not getting any younger."

"Are you saying your biological clock is ticking?" Casey asked as she laced her fingers with Alex's.

"Yes," Alex admitted. "Once we're settled into our new life together, I want to start working on having our first little one. I just see Abbie and Serena and how happy they are and how Bry-Anne completes their family and I want that for us."

"I want that, too," Casey said and kissed her. "I'll admit when I saw that rocking chair, I imagined bringing our baby here and you rocking him or her to sleep."

"Daddy said I could have it when the time was right," Alex told her. "I want to put it in the nursery."

"Or, we could do that, too."

"I know I've told you this so many times, but I'm so lucky to be marrying you."

"Alex?"

"Yes, babe?"

"We can use any pictures you want to use for the invitations."

"Case?"

"Yes, love of my life?"

"Whenever I'd come here as a little girl, my mom and I would make homemade lemonade. There was nothing special to it, nothing different from the way other people would make it, but for some reason it always tasted so perfect. Then we'd sit on this couch and tell each other stories. When I was in college, this is the same couch we sat on when I told her I was gay. I expected the worse, but instead she hugged me and said that she hopes someday I'd find a woman who loves me unconditionally, a woman who would do anything for me and I would do anything for her. Here I am, all these years later, with the woman my mom was hoping I'd find."

With that being said, Alex laid Casey down so she could rest her head on her chest. They had four months until their wedding and there were so many milestones left, but they decided to spend the rest of the day focusing on what was right in front of them. Casey looked at the woman lying on top of her and she started to gently run her fingers through her soft hair. She had never thought it was possible to love someone as much as she loves Alex and for that love to be reciprocated. Casey had never been lucky in love, but for the first time in her life, she felt as if she had finally got it right. All of the heartache in her past no longer mattered because she was going to spend the rest of her life with the woman she felt as if she was born to love.