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This is the 4th chapter then. References of 2X16- The Mistress Always Spanks Twice.

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We are sitting on his red couch in the living room. My head is on his shoulder. He has his arm around me. The TV is on with the volume set low- we are not paying much attention to it. Instead we are talking, catching up with each others' day.

But now he's been silent for longer than the usual few moments. I look up to his face.

'Kevin?'

'Hmm?' He looks at me. His eyes are like the sky-clouded sky.

Something is bothering him.

'What are you thinking?'

'I…', he takes a moment, then says, 'I think maybe it's time for you to meet the guys at the precinct.'

'Really?' I sit up straight. I have mentioned this idea before, because it's obvious how much they matter to him and people who are such a big part of his life should be part of my life too.

But he always said I would meet them when the time is right.

'So, this is the right time?'

He smiles. 'I guess.'

'How do you know that?'

'Well', he says, 'the guys are starting to think you actually don't even exist, and I made you up. Javier called you my 'imaginary girlfriend' today.'

I stare at him. 'What? Why would they do that?'

He kisses my lips lightly, then smirks. 'Maybe because I have a hard time shutting up about you and you sound so amazing, they have decided you can't be real.'

I know he is joking, but his eyes tell me he's also not- the blue glows with pride.

My stomach does a little dance. I snuggle closer to him.

Then, before I can stop myself, the question tumbles out of my mouth.

'If I'm so amazing, why did it take you so long to take this decision?'

It's a small thing, and I trust him, but it has bothered me- I can't deny that.

'Jenny!', he sounds shocked. And when I look, the blue is alarmed.

'It's not you, it's them!' He sighs, shaking his head. 'You don't know them, Jenny. They can be…difficult. Beckett is cool, but the guys…Castle with his crazy theories and cockiness and Javier with his not-so-subtle sense of humor…plus', he says in a small voice, 'Castle's very…charming and you're…you- amazing, I mean, and…' I stare at him incredulously as the blue of his eyes take the shade of sadness.

'Kevin!', I can't believe this, 'You actually think I would leave you for Richard Castle?'

He blinks, then smiles, the light returning to his eyes.

'No, not really. Castle would never do that. YOU would never do that.'

'No, I wouldn't! Are you crazy, Kevin?' I put my arm around his neck. 'How can you not know I don't even see other men anymore?'

'Oh, I know that.' He says, expression serious, 'I am a detective. I would know if you were seeing someone else.'

I smack him on his arm. 'Shut up!'

He gives me a goofy grin, the one that I love so much.

I can't help but smile. Then I say, 'Kevin, you are the most charming and the most handsome man I've ever met. And nothing or no one else can convince me otherwise. And as for the attitude of the guys', I add, 'I'd like to remind you that I was once a kindergarten teacher. I know how to handle immaturity.'

He laughs out loud at that, and his eyes are a clear blue now- like the spring back at my hometown.

'Okay, then.' He declares. 'They'll meet you soon.'

Two days later, I am at the precinct, meeting the people I have heard so much about- the gorgeous-yet-badass Kate Beckett, the rich and famous Richard Castle and my boyfriend's partner and best friend- the strong and tough Javier Esposito.

Kate says the word, but everyone really does welcome me with eager smiles. I tell Kate she is prettier than her picture in Cosmo, I tell Mr. Castle how I could not put Heat Wave down and I thank Javier Esposito for being such a good partner.

Then I add, 'Now make sure you keep him safe out there.', because really, I cannot help it. My boyfriend is a cop and he can be in a life-or-death situation any day and try as I may not to think about that, not a day goes by when I do not.

And when I think about that now, I automatically move closer to Kevin and take his hand.

Esposito says, 'You got it.' And I see he means it.

I will admit- I was nervous. But the guys are glancing at each other and then at me, and then at Kevin with something close to wonder and I decide maybe they like me after all. And to tell the truth- I like them too.

I just know Kevin is way more nervous than me and I can tell without looking that his eyes are darting between me and them, checking reactions. I suppress a smile as I say goodbye to everyone and walk away with him, armed linked with his, to go the theater for the movie we are supposed to watch.

I can hear them start talking as soon as we leave, but something tells me I do not have any reason to worry.

'So?', Kevin asks, a hint of worry in his eyes. I give him a bright and genuine smile.

'Everyone was so nice! I liked them all.'

I can see the worry leave him. He grins. 'Fantastic.'

I shake my head. 'You really ARE a cop, aren't you?

He is confused. 'What's that supposed to mean?'

'Well', I shrug, 'I never really believed it, you know. I mean, look at you. That face? That smile? How is any suspect ever afraid of you? And how are they not instantly crushing on you when they are women?' I try, but fail to keep the laughter out of my voice.

We are at the garage by now which is completely empty. So he yanks me close and whispers to my ear, 'The cop-Ryan is someone else, honey. And I don't tell my suspects the name of the weapon which turns me into a…big teddy bear, as you seem to think.'

'Oh?', I know what he is going to say, but of course I still ask, 'What's that weapon again?'

'You'. He says predictably and the twinkling blue of his eyes is the last thing I see before I am pulled into a kiss.

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