Good Golly, Mr Laurie

"Jo?" Laurie called, feeling the small box in his pocket. "Jo, what do you want? Where are you?" He turned his head and saw his beloved Jo. She was crying. He went to her and pulled her to his chest.

"Shhh," he soothed. "Jo, what's wrong?" She didn't answer. He held her, by her shoulders at arms length and looked at her.

"Josephine March, what is wrong with you?" She spoke for the first time in the visit.

"Laurie, my boy, I have three confessions." She smiled weakly. "One, I'm pregnant. Two, you're the father. And three, I am completely and utterly in love with you." She collapsed into his chest as he looked at her, stunned. Suddenly, Laurie knew what he must do. He peeled himself apart from Jo and bent on one knee.

"Jo March," he started nervously as he pulled out the small box and opened it, revealing a beautiful ring. "Will you marry me?" Jo looked startled, overjoyed and radiant at the same time.

"Yes." she breathed. Laurie picked her up, twirled her around and kissed full on the lips.