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A/N: A two-shot with an Emily/Morgan pairing. Big thanks to Kate for looking over this for me. And for suggesting a pairing. Love ya girl!
Words To Change Forever
Part I: Four Words
Above, the fairy-lights glow softly, entwined with the streams of ivy growing alone the lattice. Pale yellow contrasted against forest green. Off in the distance, the soft melody of a violin penetrates the night time air. The midnight breeze brings along the sweet scents of jasmine and lilies.
Two figures spin slowly, neither one leading, swaying to the beat. They're as physically close as two people can be, barely a hairs breath lays between them. Her head fits perfectly into the crook of his neck, and his arms wrap tightly around her body, playing with the bare skin of her back. She shivers beneath his touch.
"Meet me at the lake," he whispers in her ear. She shudders softly as his breath warms her neck. Regretfully, he pulls away and instantly she misses the comfort his arms bring. She waits until she can no long see him before turning the opposite way.
She steps out from beneath the leafy canopy, taking a moment to stare up at the twinkling stars, each flashing out a random pattern. Ever so delicately, she makes her way down to the lake, the darkness hiding the life beneath. Moving away from the party, she uses the full moon as her light, leading the way as clear as day.
The glassy surface of the water reflects the moon, turning the world into a mirror of itself. A small lily tumbles in the wind, coming to a rest on the water top. Small ripples appear, disturbing the stillness.
The rustling of grass alerts her that she is no longer alone. She does not turn, but instead continues to stare out across the lake. His arms circle around her waist and she leans back into his embrace. She hums happily as he kisses her neck softly.
She does not know how long they stay like that, staring off into the distance, gently swaying back and forth to their own beat. She does not even notice the cold as the fog rolls in, sweeping across the water like a cloudy blanket. It is he who makes the first move.
He kneels before her, not caring about the soil obviously dirtying his dress pants. He first looks down at her hands clasped in his then up her face, his eyes staring deep into hers.
"Hey," he whispers, offering her a smile. She smiles back, a mix of emotions. There is a slight pause before he speaks again. Four words he knows will change their lives forever.
"Will you marry me?"
*grins evilly* Oh, I love cliff-hangers! Lemme know what you think.
Monkeywand