Disclaimer: I don't own Glee.
"You love me?"
She nods. He smiles.
"You sure."
"Definitely." His eyes twinkle at her affirmation.
"Then tell me something."
She watches him as he kneels.
Her eyes furrow. What is he doing?
"Mercedes Jones I-." He pauses. "The first time I saw you all those years ago in Mrs. Bailey's kindergarten class I knew you were the one."
Her heart skips a beat.
"I went home and told my mom I had found my wife. She laughed."
Hearing this confession for the first time, her smile widens.
"I told her it was true and it wasn't funny." He looks down now laughing himself. "I made a promise to myself that day that I would try my best to have you fall in love with me...and have you one day be my wife."
Her eyes begin to water.
"I know I've tried my best. I hope I've tried my best. But Mercedes, its all up to you. Do you think I have tried my best?"
She nods immediately. He smiles. Shifting on his knee he reaches in his pocket.
Pulling out the velvet box he opens it swiftly. The diamond sparkles in the moonlight.
"Mercedes Jones I love you, will you please be my wife and marry me?"
A lone tear races down her cheek.
"Yes. A million times yes!"