Till Death Do Us Part

A UC: Undercover story by Deana Lisi

Disclaimer: I don't own Frank Donovan or anyone else on the UC team, but I do own all the other characters. Thanks to The Dreamy One for the story title! :)

Coffee.

Frank Donovan smiled as his brain registered the aroma. He kept his eyes closed, lying on his stomach with his arms under the pillow. Trying not to yawn, he wondered what time it was.

It had been a very hard week for Frank and his team; the case they'd been working on was murderous. Literally. Everyone was exhausted; Frank felt like his brain had gone into overload. He was so dead tired that he'd nearly fallen asleep on his feet in the Nest while they were wrapping things up. With a smile, he remembered the look of shock that had crossed Cody's face at the sight of his boss nearly falling out of his chair. They had all definitely earned this weekend.

Frank suddenly heard his bedroom door creak open and he pretended to still be asleep. His highly trained senses heard the light footsteps that the average person might not have heard. The coffee smell grew stronger, and he opened one eye slightly to watch the intruder.

The object of Frank's scrutiny quietly set the coffee mug on the night table, and turned to face him.

Frank closed his eye in time, and waited to see what would happen next. He suddenly felt a feather-light touch on the side of his forehead, and involuntarily shivered as the finger traced his temple and down the side of his face.

"Good morning." She finally spoke, knowing he was awake by the shiver she'd seen.

Frank opened his eyes and smiled. "Good morning, Raina." The sight of her light brown hair and energetic blue eyes never failed to speed up his heartbeat. Ever since he met her, he had not been able to think of another woman. She had literally become his life over these past ten months.

Raina smiled, sitting gingerly on the side of the bed, purposely staying just out of his reach.

Frank pulled the covers higher. "Why is it so cold in here?"

Raina shook her head, with a sigh. "Looks like Mr. Tired-as-a-Zombie accidentally whacked the thermostat as he stumbled to bed last night. You must've slept like a log, to not have woken up from the cold."

Frank was surprised to hear that. "Did you turn the heat up?"

Raina smirked. "Of course, silly!"

"You can warm me up," said Frank, grabbing and pulling her down next to him.

Raina giggled. "That's what the coffee is for!"

Frank ran a hand through her hair, giving her a mischievous grin.

"Uh uh uh! No hankie panky, Frankie!" Raina said, leaping up before he had a chance to think.

Frank laughed at her tease. Reaching over for the coffee, he took a sip, enjoying its perfection.

Raina watched him, pushing her wavy hair away from her face. "What do you want to do today, Frank? I think you should lie around, get some rest before you go back to the grind on Monday."

Frank put the coffee mug down again, nodding. He was still tired.

"How about I go rent some movies?" said Raina.

"What do you have in mind?"

Raina made a face, thinking. "How about the Mummy movies?"

Frank frowned. "You don't have to rent those, I own them."

Raina laughed. "Duh! Come on!" She grabbed Frank's hand, and attempted to pull him out of the bed.

Knowing she wouldn't expect it, Frank yanked on her arm, smiling at her shocked squeal.

"Frank Donovan," she said, when they were nose to nose. "You are a tyrant."

Frank smiled bigger, and was about to say something funny, but he changed his mind. "Yes, but I'm a tyrant who loves you."

Raina smiled ear-to-ear, and closed her eyes, bring her face closer to his.

Frank kissed her deeply, pulling the comforter over both of them.

Raina suddenly pulled away, and kissed his nose.

Frank smiled at her, and wiped his nose on her shirt.

Laughing, Raina snuggled closer to him, and they lay there silently, enjoying the quiet and each other.

Monday came all too soon, and when Frank walked into the Nest he found his team wearing relieved expressions.

"What?" he asked them.

"You're late," Alex stated, as if he'd been caught doing something wrong.

Frank blinked. "And your point is?"

"You're never late," said Monica. "We were getting nervous."

Frank's face softened. "Sorry, I didn't realize you'd be worried."

Everyone looked at each other in shock at Frank's apology.

"What gives, Boss? You're being nice!" Cody joked.

Frank shot a glare at him. "I happen to be in a good mood, if that's all right with you."

Cody exchanged intrigued glances with Jake.

Frank sat at the table, looking at them. "Do we have a new case?"

They all shook their heads.

Frank didn't show it, but he was relieved. The last case had worn him out, and he didn't feel like jumping headfirst into something else so soon. Plus, he was ecstatic about something, and felt the unusual urge to tell someone. Who better then the people he worked with every day? People who he'd risked his life for…and they for him.

"Frank?"

He suddenly realized they'd been speaking to him and he looked up, accidentally whacking a mug of coffee that had mysteriously appeared nearby. Some of the liquid splashed over the side, and he took a handkerchief out of his pocket, to wipe it up. "What did you say?"

"I asked if you caught up on your sleep this weekend," said Alex. "But the fact that you were just staring into space proves that you probably didn't…" her voice trailed off.

Frank looked up at her, to see the whole team apparently staring at his coffee mug. Frank looked down, to see what was holding their interest.

The handkerchief he used to clean up the spill was delicate and frilly.

"Uh, Frank…" said Cody, trying not to laugh. "Who does that belong to?"

Frank almost didn't answer, being his usual tight-lipped self. But he realized that it was something they'd need to know, eventually. Plus, he actually wanted to tell them. "It belongs to a woman named Raina."

Every looked at each other, in shock that he'd answered the question. "And she is?" Monica prodded.

"My fiancée." He watched his team's faces as their jaws dropped.

"Your what?" Jake exclaimed.

"Fiancée," Frank smiled. "I asked her to marry me last night."

"Frank Donovan, getting married?" said Cody. "No way!"

"Congratulations!" Alex exclaimed.

"How wonderful!" Monica said. "How long have you dated her?"

"Ten months," Frank told them, seeing their surprise at his answer. He knew his team was amazed at how he managed to keep his personal life on a separate plane from his professional life.

"Did you give her a ring?" Cody asked, enjoying the fact that they were actually getting info out of Frank, for once.

Frank shot him a look. "Of course I did." He smiled, remembering her reaction upon seeing it.

"So when do we get to meet her?" Alex asked, excitedly.

Frank smiled bigger, downing the rest of the coffee. "Soon."