Hey everybody! So I don't really like this fanfic, but I wrote it out of complete and utter boredom. today's my last day of Christmas break! But don't worry, my other story is all finished (and so is this one) so I can still post without it taking too much time out of my studying (lol I don't even study -_-) But anyway, feel free to not comment on this because I seriously don't like it, I just posted it to get some Mal/Natara romance in here ;) and there is a chapter twoooo:D

They were running towards each other in the park, like they do in the movies. When they were an arm's length away, he swooped her up into the air as she laughed joyfully.

"Mal! What are you so excited about?" she giggled.

"Don't play dumb, you're the smartest girl I know," he smiled. "You know it's our three year anniversary!"

"I thought you'd forget!" she screamed. "You're the best boyfriend in the whole world!"

He smiled again, "No I'm not." And she answered with a bemused look.

He pulled out the ring, "I'm the best husband ever."

Getting down on one knee, he asked her to marry him.

Mal jerked away suddenly, shaken from the dream by his phone ringing. He groaned angrily. Just five more minutes wouldn't have killed me, I could've at least gotten an answer.

"Mal?" came Natara's worried voice from the other side of the phone call. "I'm so sorry if I woke you up. I had a really horrible dream that you…you'd gotten shot and …I'm sorry."

Mal smiled to himself, "It's alright, I've been awake for hours."

"Liar," she answered. "Look at the time, jerk."

3:00am

"Fine, fine, you woke me up. At least it was for a good cause. Tell me about your dream."

"Well it was just…we were working on the Maskmaker case again, you know? And he…he kidnapped you and when I tried to come save you I messed up and you got shot and…and I was the one who shot you!" Natara said, crying audibly now.

"Relax Nat, it was just a dream," Mal replied and could tell she was smiling. "You want to meet and get some breakfast or something? …You know, so you can check I'm still in one piece?"

"Not funny. And it's 3 in the morning. You want BREAKFAST?"

"Sure. My place or yours?" he smiled.

"Mine," she replied stiffly. "I'm not really sure it's safe for me to drive over there in this state."