He looks at her as she heads for the door. The look in her eyes tells him to follow her. He follows her to her car. She opens the door to the car.

"Can we talk?" he questions.

She nods and gets into her car. He gets into the passenger's seat closing the door behind him.

"What?" she wonders.

"Do you have plans for tonight?"

"No why?"

"I thought that I could take you out."

"I don't think that's a very good idea."

"Please," he begs.

"It's not a good idea," she reiterates.

"Please. Look I know that we've...I've screwed up, a lot. Please let me try and fix this."

"Give me a good reason to give you another chance."

"I love you," he tells her.

"You're going to have to do better than that."

"I know that it's never worked out for us in the past, but I've changed. I've grown up. I'm sorry that I've let you down, that I've never been able to make it work..."

"Why should I believe you?"

"Because I can't live without you. I've tried, and I just can't."

"You'll survive I'm sure."

"Don't do this to me. We've both made mistakes. Let's just start over. I want this to work."

"I've heard this before."

"Catherine... you're all I've ever wanted," he admits.

"That's not true and you know it."

"We're supposed to be together. Why else do you think that none of our other relationships work?"

"Because we're cheaters," she answers.

"Just give me one more chance," he implores.

"Why should I? Don't you think that I've had my heart broken by you enough times?"

"I would never do anything to hurt you."

"You say that every time, but you always end up hurting worse than the time before."

"Not this time."

"How do I know this isn't just about sex?"

"If it were would you be ok with that?"

"No. If you recall we've tried that before too."

"Maybe we should just be honest about everything, with everyone this time. I'm tired of hiding this."

"I just don't think I can do this with you again. Last time..."

"It was such a long time ago," he reminds her.

"It wasn't," she disagrees.

"It feels like a lifetime without you."

She looks into his eyes and sees the sincerity. She gently caresses his jaw line. She tries her hardest to restrain herself. He tips her chin up. "You don't have to commit your life to me. I'm not asking you for that, because I know that you won't. So just give me one night."

"I think that you remember what happened last time we tried that."

"Just tell me what you want from me. Do you want a commitment? I know that we've been very vague on that issue before..."

"That and monogamy."

"Do you want to be in a monogamous, committed relationship?"

He looks into her eyes, but she says nothing. Her hand drops, and she moves away from him. The look in her eyes tells him the truth that her lips are denying him. "Do you want to be in a monogamous committed relationship with me? I can do that. I would do anything for you, you know that. I love you more than I've ever loved anyone else."

She bites her lip, and touches his hand. She takes a deep breath, and stares past him, out the passenger's side window.

"Catherine all you have to do is say the word. If commitment is what you want, I'll marry you tomorrow."

She swallows, and looks him in the eye. "Prove it," she says softly, but the words come out sharply.

"Do you want a ring? I'll buy you a ring," he offers.

"No. I don't care about rings," she tells him.

"What do you want?"

"Put your money where your mouth is."

"I'll call my folks and I'll call your..."

She shakes her head in disagreement. "No. I don't want...I don't need any of that. I just need you," she admits.

"So what do you want me to do?"

"Just marry me," she answers.

"When?"

"Tonight," she replies.

"Then start the car," he responds.

"You're serious?"

"I'd walk to the end of the earth for you. If you want to get married, then we'll get married."

"No funny business," she warns him.

"I know," he acknowledges.

"You're sure? You understand what I'm asking of you?"

"Fidelity, loyalty, unconditional love."

"Forever," she adds.

"Forever," he agrees.

She smiles and puts her car keys into the ignition. She starts the car and puts it into gear.

"If you want this to be real we have to tell people."

"Ok," she agrees.

"In the near future... not in ten years from now."

"Ok, but it has to be done tactfully, and we both have to agree on the timing."

"Yes ma'am," he answers.

He holds her hand as she drives. "You really want to be my wife?" he interrogates.

"Forever," she answers.