Caitlin's pov

Ralph and I were cuddled up against the couch just watching Supernatural, it was a lazy day.

"God now I want pie." Ralph blurted making me chuckle.
"Same" I started. "But I don't want to move." I finished snuggling up against his chest.

"Please?" Ralph begged with puppy dog eyes.
"Can't you just stretch your arm to get it?"
"Wow, Caitlin Snow being lazy, that's a first." He remarked making me slap him in the arm.

"Hey!" He began shielding himself with a pillow.
"No hitting the fiance!" He finished which put a dopey smile on my face.

"What?" He asked confused.
"We're getting married!" I screamed like a kid on Christmas.
"Yes we are." He confirmed.