Thank you for the alerts, the favorites and the greats reviews. And thank you very much to my amazing beta caskett. vs. stanathan for taking the time to pre-read this during your exams!

Someone said they didn't know where I was going with the hours thing. We know season five will pick up in the morning after, but knowing Marlow and company, they'll get right into busyness. I wanted to think about what three days of just them would be like you know? So, that's where I'm going

Hope you enjoy!

Ps: they started shooting season 5 today…anyone else is dying to get some footage about it?

Hour 37

"I don't want to sound insensitive or anything like that but…I'm hungry." Kate says.

"And why would that be insensitive?" I ask.

"Because we're really comfortable and all and it's really nice to just be here. You know, in silence…just you know… maintaining basic human contact?"

"Well, yes. It is nice. But it'd get old really soon if one or both of us starves to death you know…"

"You do have a point…"

"I know I do. So… what is it going to be?"

"Do you really need to ask!"

"Food comfort truck! That way, we can choose more than one thing and share it!"

"Like love sick teenagers on their first date?"

"Yeah, something like that…" I stand up before pulling her up, too.

"I guess we could do that."

"C'mon! Keep up, I'm getting hungry!"

"You're always hungry these days…" She points out.

"As if you complained! Besides, we only had toast for breakfast. That's not even food."

"It is."

"It isn't."

"It is."

"It isn't."

"We're here. What do you want?"

"Uhm… how about a chicken cone, some fries, a house burger and a hotdog with a knife to split them?"

"Sounds good, but add some grilled cheese and it'd be perfect."

"Great. I'll get this and you'll get dessert ok?"

"Yep. I'll get us a spot under that tree over there"

"Actually, I'm really not good with trays. Could you maybe help me with the drinks?"

"Whatever we have to do to eat sooner rather than later."

"I like the way your mind works."

"That's why you love me right?"

"That's one of the many reasons why I love you."

"Guys? What can I get you?" The man at the food comfort truck asks us.

"Uhm, we'll have one grilled cheese, a hot dog, one of you famous burgers, a chicken cone and some fries." Kate answers.

"And two cokes. One diet, one normal." I add.

"Right away." The man says.

"Oh, look, the table I wanted is still free!" Kate says, pointing.

"Good! I wasn't too keen on eating under the sun."

We walk over to the table when we receive our food and sit down.

"Oh, this is really good. Here, have some." Kate offers, holding some food out in her hand. So, naturally, I take not only the food, but her fingers into my mouth. "Hey! No liking my fingers when we're in public." She exclaims, pulling her hand away from me.

"Oh, so we can kiss, hug, hold hands, but we can't lick?"

"No, not if you want for us to stay in public."

"Fair enough. But trust me, it won't always be like that."

"I won't always get a reaction from you if I use my tongue?" She teases.

"You won't always get to keep me in the open if you do that. I can barely control my need to jump you while holding hands in public. Fighting against that would require a strength I don't posses."

"Ok, I can relate to that. I feel the same way."

"So…would you like to have kids?"

"No smoothing it down? You know, like, how do you see yourself in a few years?"

If it wasn't for her tone I'd be forced to think I'd screwed up…"Ok, if that's easier, let's do it your way: how do you see yourself in a few years?"

"That's easy: I see myself with you." She answers quickly.

I guess so many years interviewing suspects gave her a master at dodging questions…"That still doesn't answer my original inquire. We've already agreed on the fact that we'll try to spend the rest of our lives together."

"And I love the idea of that. Now I don't like the `try´. We'll make it, committing to try to make this work is not good enough." Did she actually just say that? Oh my God! She turned into me! This is not good! Where's the challenge in that? But I'm not stupid enough to ruin the mood claiming it's not as easy as it sounds.

Believe me… I've tried this before, you know, the whole happily ever after thing. And even if today I can state for a fact that neither of my previous marriages meant me tying the knot with a woman I loved, I did try and it's no walk in the park… but for the sake of the conversation I'll play along with her: "Ok. We've already decided we'll live happily ever after. Will it always be just the two of us?"

"It'd never be the two of us. Alexis will always be a part of whatever family we form."

Yeah, ok, so maybe she'll make it a piece of cake. I feel the tears coming, but I keep them at bay. "Thank you, for feeling that. I mean, for thinking the three of us will make a good family."

"As long as she accepts it, I'm more than ready to embrace the idea of the three of us. But I know it won't be easy. I've messed up way too many times for Alexis to keep count, and I know you've raised an amazing daughter but I'm not naïve enough to think she'll willing to embrace the idea of us that easily."

She might have a point there, but I want to keep this light and focused in the two of us. Not because I don't love my daughter but because I don't really believe in worrying over something until I'm sure I have a reason to do so…"And can you embrace the idea of maybe the four, five, six or even the seven of us?"

"Uhm, five or six was good, seven is pushing it a bit."

"Six? You're willing to raise three kids with me?"

"I am. And you? Are you willing to go through diapers, and toddler's tantrums and teenage love three more times?"

"With you, I'll raise all the kids in the world."

"What is it with you and pushing it today?"

"I guess that being out here in the sun with you, holding you, talking about rising our children together makes me really, really happy."

"What about living arrangements?"

Ok, rocky field. But I'm feeling brave…"Uhm, I think the loft would be the smarter choice. How about you?"

"Well, it's big enough for now. But maybe in a few years we can talk about moving to a place with more bedrooms? I know I always wanted siblings, but the idea of loosing the freedom that came with a bedroom of my own was always a good reason not to push it too much…"

"I must admit I agree with you there. Though… no TV in their rooms. And we'll send them to the best school we can get them into. And by that I mean we'll look into public schools too."

"And we'll teach them to work for what they want. I've seen way too many people wasting their kids by raising them to believe they have it all."

"And we won't push them to be over achievers. As long as they do their best, it should be enough. But we won't settle for less than knowing they are giving their very best."

"But I want to marry you first. I don't care if it makes me an old prune lady, but I refuse to have kids before we marry."

"Sounds good to me."

"Great. But don't make me wait too long."

"Who said it's my decision to make?"

"I did. 48 hours ago. I told you I want for you to set the pace to our path."

"That's a dangerous territory, Beckett. You know that if it's up to me, I'll marry you in a heartbeat."

"Once again, you're really pushing it today. Lets agree to agree on marrying, rather sooner than later, but let's at least see how we manage to live, the four of us under the same roof before we set a date."

"Ok, but I refuse to let my mother living in the loft set the pace."

"So do I. Now, can we start walking again? All that food is making me groggy…"

"Couldn't agree more."

"Submission won't get you anywhere either!"

"And once again, duly noted. Can I say I love you without you ruling out as corny?"

"I love you too Castle. I love you too."