A/N: This is based off TercesTardis' prompt: "Person A doesn't like the rain for whatever reason. Person B teaches the other how to dance in it."

I hope you enjoy! Reviews are always appreciated.

Caitlin stared apprehensively out of the front glass doors of S.T.A.R. Labs. Rain was splattering against the glass doors and the world outside sparkled with soft, gray tones. Caitlin didn't particularly mind bad weather. In fact, she loved the snow. Rain, however, was a different story. It wasn't the cold. The cold never seemed to annoy her. It wasn't the gray, overcast skies either.

It was the rain itself. The way it could penetrate even the most resistant clothing, causing it to cling to her body. The way it ruined her hair and made it an absolute horror to try and brush out. The way it caused her make-up to run down her face, leading her to look like a tear-stained vampire. The way it always managed to ruin her paperwork no matter how far she buried it into her bag.

She sighed. No good came from the rain.

"Contemplating the weather, are we?"

Caitlin jumped and spun around, "Julian! You scared me," she said, placing a hand on her beating heart that didn't calm even when she realized she wasn't in any danger.

"My apologies, that was never my intention."

She gave him a soft smile. "I know," and she returned her gaze to the rain, mentally preparing herself for the journey to her car.

"Not a big fan of the rain I take it," Julian noted, walking closer so he was standing next to her as they both looked to the dull world outside.

"Not really," she admitted, looking to him.

He turned to her, "You wouldn't be very fond of Great Britain, I'm afraid."

She giggled, "I guess not."

He smiled, "It's not so bad once you get used to it."

She raised an eyebrow, "I highly doubt that. I don't think even you could make me appreciate the rain."

"Is that a challenge?" he asked, his smile widening.

Mischief sparkled in her eyes, "I believe so."

Julian placed his bags on the floor and held out his arm for Caitlin as if he was going to escort her to a fancy dinner. Caitlin looked back out at the dreaded rain and reluctantly placed her things on the floor as well.

"This better work," Caitlin said putting her arm onto his. "Or I'll become a bit angry with you, Julian," but her smile and sparkling eyes said otherwise.

"No, need to worry, Caitlin. I'll make sure you enjoy every moment," and with that he opened the doors and led her to the rainy parking lot.

Caitlin immediately regretted her decision as soon as she left the building. The rain drizzled down and wet her hair and clothes. She knew her make-up wouldn't be far behind. Julian suddenly turned and held her close, and began to lead her in a slow waltz.

Surprise lit Caitlin's eyes and amusement tugged at her lips, "Julian, what are we doing?"

"I thought it was obvious. We're dancing. I'm not that terrible, am I?"

Caitlin laughed. This was ridiculous. Them dancing in the middle of a nearly-vacant parking lot in the rain. She looked up to Julian, the rain completely ruining his hair and soaking his clothing. She could only imagine what she looked like.

"I must look terrible!" she said, voicing her thoughts.

Julian looked at her, an unexpected warmth in his eyes, "You look amazing."

Despite the wet and the cold, Caitlin felt heat reaching her cheeks. She didn't know how he was able to make her feel the way she did. She'd had many different men in her life, but none of them had been Julian. She never would have imagined she'd feel like this again, especially after Ronnie and certainly after Zoom, but here she was dancing in the rain of all things with a man who looked at her more fondly than she'd ever guessed he could. She had lost Ronnie, and everything about Zoom had been twisted. She didn't want to lose Julian. She knew that much.

A part of her felt like it was her fault that every relationship she had ended in heartbreak. Another part of her didn't care and wanted to have Julian forever no matter how selfish it seemed. Caitlin gripped him tighter and wished this moment would never end.

"I take it you're finally enjoying the rain?" he asked.

"No. I still don't like it."

He pulled her apart just enough to give her a quizzical look.

"I guess you could say it's the company that makes it worthwhile," she said, answering his unspoken question. Her browns eyes mirroring the fondness that had surprised her earlier, her intensity rendering Julian speechless for a moment. She dropped her gaze to glance at his lips only to look up in time to see him looking at hers. She pulled him even closer and their lips met, easily molding into each other.

She ran her hands through his wet hair, and he gently pulled her closer, his firm hands warming her back. She'd never experienced a kiss like this. It tasted of rain and longing and unsaid promises.

He finally pulled away, and they stared breathlessly at each other. They were absolutely soaked standing in the rain in the middle of a parking lot. Caitlin nearly burst into laughter.

"What? What's so funny?" Julian tried to say seriously, but a smile still pulled at his lips.

"This," Caitlin said, gesturing to the parking lot and the rain, her eyes landing on Julian. "Making out in the rain. Julian, we're like a cliché romantic movie."

Julian beamed at her, "I can live with that, can you?"

She smiled back at him and pulled him into another kiss.