She sat in her office, working on paperwork. There was a quiet board, and she wasn't on call until after the wedding, so it was a pretty light day for her. She was getting bored of all the paperwork though; she'd been working for several hours and was starting to get weary. Her mind drifted off.

The OR was silent. She'd been assisting him on a long and difficult surgery, but the patient had bled out in the end. At the start of the surgery, she'd thought he was an arrogant ass, snobby, but attractive in the worst way. By the end, her views had changed. He had been kind to her during the surgery, allowing her to assist or come closer when she was interested. The two left the OR silently, their bodies not quite touching, their thoughts one and the same. "I want him." "I need her." When they were scrubbing out, he spoke. His voice rang through the room, the words sounding larger then life.

"Wanna grab a drink with me tonight? I think it would be a lot of fun." He hoped she wasn't on call.

She replied faster than she thought he would "Sure thing. Meet you at Joe's around 8?" So they did, and that's how it all began.

The image replaying in her mind conjured a smile. She dreamt about it all the time, especially when he was on call. As quickly as the memory had begun, it ended, and she stared at the ring on her finger. It shone in the light from her desk, platinum with a beautiful diamond right in the middle. She remembered the first time she put it on. It felt heavy, not right. But with time, as she adjusted to the idea of marriage, it felt more right. Not going to lie about it, she'd had her doubts because of what had happened before. But they faded with time, just like the memories of her other boyfriends and old ways.

The two sat in a dark restaurant, having a pleasant conversation. They laughed and chatted, comparing stories of outrageous patients they'd had, telling stories about med school, and just generally having a nice time. The food came, and every bite was delicious and brought back memories of the past. They talked about old friends and old recipes. Soon dessert was served, a surprise to her. He had pre-ordered it to make sure they didn't run out. It was her favorite: rich chocolate mousse cake. They enjoyed the cake, savoring each piece. Once they finished, it was late. The restaurant was almost empty. He looked at her. The candle on the table flickered. They both smiled. The next thing she knew, he was down on one knee.

"I love you. I've been thinking about this for a while now. I know that it used to be different, we each had habits and problems in the past, but now it will be better. I want to be with you forever, I want you so badly, it hurts. I love you so much. Even in your wildest dreams, you couldn't imagine the love I feel for you in the deepest, darkest corners of my heart." He paused for a second, examining the look of shock and surprise on her face. He withdrew a small black box from his pocket. "Meredith Grey, will you marry me?"

She replied in a split second, not even thinking. It was almost like when he asked her out for the first time. "I love you too. I can't believe this. Tonight was just perfect, and this was an amazing ending. I want to spend my life with you, more than you can imagine. Mark Sloan, I accept."

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