Here it is! Please, no more death threats. This chapter is to ensure we live past 17. We disclaim! Enjoy! Oh and, I give Kristen all the credit for the ending. Bravo, mi amiga!

Lilian sat 'patiently' in her boyfriend's locker room, his match had just ended so she was giving him about 5 minutes before she'd get annoyed. With a soft sigh she climbed to her feet and started to pack his things up. Glancing down at her watch, she couldn't help but smirk as the door opened just when it reached the five minute mark.

"Boy, I've trained you well."

John snickered, purposely bumping into her as he walked over to his bag. "If you weren't wearing my favorite dress, I would comment on that." He reached into his bag and grabbed out his outfit for the night.

"Wait...did you grab someone else's bag?" she asked, indicating to the dress pants and shirt he had in his hands.

He simply shrugged and headed toward the shower area. "What, can't a guy get dressed up every now and then?"

She smiled and tossed her arms up. "Yes, and you look very handsome when you get dressed up."

"I need to take a shower," he said quickly. "Why don't you go get your bags and I will be down there by the time you're zipping up your suitcase."

"A little demanding are we?"

"No, we need to get out of here before the people are back there." He picked up his bag and started walking to the bathroom.

Lilian shook her head and walked down to the women's locker room. Trish and Mickie were talking while they were putting on their shoes. "Hey girls."

"Hey Lil, you're looking good tonight, got a hot date?" Mickie joked.

"You better not, we're supposed to meet Jackie at that place in Ft. Worth…Billy Bob's," Trish put in.

She sighed. "Oh God, Trish I'm really sorry but I won't be able to make it. John kind of sprung this on me last minute, and he seems to really have his heart set on it."

Trish arched a brow. "Lil we've had this planned for weeks."

Mickie stood and offered Lilian a smile, patting the blonde announcer's arm. "Don't listen to her, she's just in a funk about Randy 'hitting' on Brooke. You go with John and have fun, okay?"

The blonde wrestler grumbled. "She's 18! Why do they do this, he has a bad enough reputation as it is and now they have him hitting on a fuc-"

"Trish, come on! Don't want to keep the girls waiting." Mickie grabbed Trish's arm, gently pulling her out of the room, leaving Lilian to pack up her bag in peace.

As Lilian grabbed the zipper to close it, John came walking in. "What'd I tell you?"

She turned around and smiled. "You clean up very nice, Mr. Cena."

"Aw, don't call me that, you make me feel old." He picked up her bag and held the door open. "What was with Trish and Mickie?"

"We were supposed to meet Jackie tonight. I feel really bad, but I know you must've had this planned for a while, plus we're doing shows in Texas practically all week so I'm sure I'll get a chance to see her." She offered him a reassuring smile and they walked to the back of the arena.

John groaned. "Why aren't these people inside watching 'Taker?" he muttered.

She laughed softly and slipped her arm around his waist. "Come on, just smile and wave."

But of course, they ended up having to stop and sign a few autographs before finally making it to the rental. "Just smile and wave hmm?"

Lilian glanced up at him, and batted her eye lashes. "But John they were little kids, you know I can't say no to them!"

He helped her into the car and laughed softly, pressing a kiss to her cheek. "Sometimes you're too nice babe." Closing her door he quickly put their bags in the trunk then climbed in, turning the car on.

"So..." She spoke softly, fiddling with the hem of her dress. "Want to tell me where we're going yet?"

Backing out of the lot, he kept his gaze focused on the road. "Hmm...not really."

Lilian pouted, then quickly grinned and waved at the fans. John pulled out onto the road behind the arena and took a left turn. He looked over at Lilian who was looking out the window at all the buildings. She pointed to one of the buildings where a laser show was projecting a woman dancing on the side. "Texas is so great!"

"No," he said.

"No what?" She turned to him.

"You were about to ask me if we could move here."

Her mouth opened. "John, I am shocked and dismayed! Why would you think such things of me? You act as though you can read every thought in my brain. And oh my God, that house is beautiful! Please John, please, can't we move here?"

"Lily, no. We both know the next state we're in you'll see a house you absolutely love. You'll pout and go," he grinned over at her, mimicking her voice, "But John it's gorgeous! Come on! I can see us raising a family here!"

She couldn't help but giggle. "You're so mean to me, and I do NOT sound like that!"

"I'll just tape record you one of these times darlin'." He winked and pulled his car into the parking lot. "Well, here we are."

Lilian looked up at the building in front of her, her jaw dropping. "That's the Antares Restaurant. The hardest place in this state to get into! I mean it's atop the Reunion Tower for crying out loud."

John grinned, pleased with her reaction. "I'm guessing you like the surprise."

"Like it! I love it!"

He got out of the car and went around to her side to open the door. He held his hand out for her to hold as she stood up, taking in the site. The building was so large. Sitting at the top was a circular, rotating ball that had gold lights on it that would flicker in miscellaneous patterns. John squeezed her hand and began to walk to the door.

Once they were seated at the top, Lilian immediately looked out the window. "Oh my goodness, you can see everything from up here!"

John grinned. "I love it when you're so happy."

She turned back to face him, clasping her hands in front of her. "When am I not happy?"

"Well you –"

"Shut it," she said playfully.

"What? I wasn't going to say anything!"

"Yes you were, you were either going to say something smart or corny like; you're not happy when I'm not around."

He flashed her a grin. "Now would I say such things?"

"Um yeah."

"Now would be the time you lie and say no." He winked over at her and picked up the menu, glancing over the entrees.

After a few minutes their orders were taken and two glasses of Lilian's favorite champagne was placed in front of them.

"John, can I ask you something?"

"Of course."

She reached over, softly taking his hand. "Well I really appreciate this, and I know you probably went through a lot of trouble, but why? I mean it's not our anniversary and we usually just stay in after shows. What made tonight different?"

John sat his flute of champagne down and covered her hand with his. "You; you are what made this different. You make everything different. I could do the same routine over and over, but with you next to me, it wouldn't be the same." He glanced around. The restaurant wasn't too busy. Do it now! He told himself. Taking a deep breath he stood up from his seat, kneeling in front of her. He took her hand once again.

Lilian placed her own flute down and looked down at him. I hope my hands aren't sweating…

"Lilian, I've tried to do this twice now, so I want to get this done before someone or something else interrupts us." He chuckled lightly and then his expression grew serious. "You mean everything to me. I've told you in Spanish, tu eres mi mundo, and I've told you in English, you are my world. We get into fights, we disagree, but we also have shared some of the most beautiful moments I've ever experienced in my life together."

He paused, and looked up at Lilian, the tears in his eyes were reflected in hers. "Lilian would you mar-"

"Excuse me mister, but are you John Cena?"

John sighed heavily before turning around, forcing a smile for the little boy in front of him. Considering the boy looked no older than five, he forced himself to sound cheerful. "Yeah that's me buddy."

The little boy smiled and held out his book and marker. "Could you sign this for me?"

John did as he was asked then passed the book back, shooting Lilian a look as she started up a conversation with the little boy. After a few minutes and a picture, he finally walked away.

"Will this ever work?"

Despite the circumstances, she couldn't help but laugh softly. "You got to admit, our luck flat out sucks."

"That'd be putting it nicely, Lil."

She rubbed her hands together and looked at him. She couldn't help but smile. "That was nice of you."

He rolled his eyes and sat back down. "What can I do?"

"I'm serious, John. So many of you guys just blow your fans off. What you did for that little boy probably made him so happy."

Sighing, he finished off the rest of his drink. "You want to get out of here and go meet up with everyone?"

"You really don't like dressing up and being the hopeless romantic do you?" she asked with a slight giggle.

"Damn right."

"Then let's go to the club. I hear they have an electronic bull too!"

John arched a brow and helped her out of her seat. After explaining to the waitress they were leaving, he covered their drinks and gave her a nice tip. Taking Lilian's hand he led her outside. "We might want to change first, I do love that dress on you but if my girlfriend is going to be on a bull in a bar full of guys, I want you covered."

Lilian laughed softly and climbed into the car. "You mean you're actually telling me to wear pants? The world must be ending."

He climbed in the car and snickered. "You're just too funny."

After getting changed, the couple made their way to the club where everyone else was. Once inside, Lilian quickly made her way over to Jackie, the two sharing a hug.

"Well girl, show me the ring!"

Lilian gave a soft laugh. "There's no ring yet, we kind of got interrupted again."

"You kind of got interrupted?" the TNA knock out asked.

"It's a really long story…"

"We've got plenty of time." As Jackie finished her sentence, Charlie walked up to them holding a Diet Pepsi and a beer. "You asshole," she muttered.

Lilian laughed and looked around, then back to the couple. "You're going to let her have a beer? Charlie, that's not very fatherly like."

Jackie laughed and took the Pepsi. "Yeah right, I hated beer before and I definitely don't like it now."

John snaked an arm around her waist. "Do you want something to drink?"

"Mhm, I would love a Cosmo!"

"You and your fruity drinks." John kissed her temple and walked to the bar.

"So Charlie, you never did tell me why you stuck your tongue in one of my best friends' mouths!" Jackie said loudly.

Charlie ducked his head, rubbing the back of his neck as many of the others turned to look at them. "Must you be so loud, sweetheart?"

"I can be louder babe."

Lilian giggled softly, playfully resting her hands on her hips. "You know, now that she mentions it, I'd like to know too."

"You women are evil." He grinned over at Jackie. "Wait a minute, how come you can rip her top off and not get yelled at, but I kiss her and I'm in trouble?"

"One, we weren't together then, two, I'm pregnant so I make up the rules."

John walked back over with a beer and a blue liquid in a tiny glass. He looked at it, shook his head and gave it to her. "Half the bar thinks I'm gay now, thanks." He smiled sarcastically and took a drink of his beer.

"You're very welcome," Lilian said with a bright smile. She took a sip of her own drink.

"What's going on here? Looks like Charlie's been fed to the lions."

"Oh no, I was just explaining to Charlie who's boss." Jackie turned to her husband. "Wasn't I, honey?"

"Yes," he mumbled.

"So," Lilian said, "Where's everyone else at?" Jackie pointed to the back part of the building, the dance floor. "Someone should tell Trish this is country, not bump and grind."

"Shame Hogan didn't bring his daughter, there could have been a cat fight!"

"John sweetie..."

"Yea, Lil?"

"Shut up!" Turning her attention back to Jackie, she shook her head. "Do they ever learn?"

"Sadly no, but it's always fun making them suck up." She flashed her husband an innocent smile before linking her arm through Lilian's. "Come on, we'll let the boys talk and you can tell me that story."

She nodded her head and glanced back at the guys. "John if you thought my drink made you look gay, you might want to stop standing so close to Charlie." She giggled softly and winked before she was pulled away.

After Lilian explained what happened at the restaurant and the other two times, she leaned against the back of her chair. "I just keep thinking that if we keep getting interrupted then maybe we aren't supposed to be together, you know?"

Jackie nodded. "But it's not that, Lil, you two are perfect and you know that. Everything happens for a reason."

Lilian looked down and shrugged. "I guess, and now Trish has been on my case. She keeps bringing up Paul and all of that. She knows he and I got married after three months. John and I have been dating for a little over a year. I don't know, I just don't know."

Reaching over, Jackie placed her hand on her friend's arm. "There's always going to be something that will put a bump in anyone's relationship. With you and Paul, it was you always being gone. That isn't an issue with John. You both travel together and have the same schedule."

"Maybe that's it, maybe it's a sign that he'll get tired of me? I mean he's a rising star, I'm the ring announcer."

"Lilian, don't do that to yourself. Hunny, he's tried proposing to you three times! If he didn't want to be with you he would have stopped after the first time. I tell you what, if anyone interrupts you guys again, I don't care who it is or how old they are, tell 'em Jackie will come kick their asses!"

Lilian laughed softly and flashed her friend a smile. "Thanks Jackie, you're right I guess I just needed to hear it, you know?"

"I know, trust me I do. You remember how everyone was when Charlie asked me?" At her friend's nod, she continued. "You were the one of the few who stood by us. You were there when I was scared, and you assured me everything would be alright. And look at us, we're happy and expecting a baby. This could be you in a few years. You just have to believe, girl."

"When did you become so wise?"

"Ah about 3 months ago." Jackie laughed and stood up. "Come on, time to make Charlie get me some food."

Lilian nodded and stood up. They walked back over to the guys. Taking one look at her, John wrapped his arms around her waist. "You tired?"

She nodded and leaned her head against his chest, closing her eyes. "Yeah, and we have a show tomorrow."

"Let's go back to the hotel before you fall asleep right here."

They said their goodbyes and then headed to the hotel. Lilian sat at the edge of the bed, mindlessly taking off her boots. She kicked them away and picked at her nails. John sat next to her, putting a finger under her chin and making her look at him.

"What's going on inside that head of yours?"

"You don't want to know."

He frowned. "What are you thinking?"

"I don't think its something you want to hear about."

"Oh, yeah if it's PMS or some girly stuff, nah," he joked. "No, really, what is it?"

"I was just thinking about the future and all of that. It's just something Jackie said, but it's stupid really."

"Is she talking bad about me again?" He gave her a gentle squeeze, showing he was only joking.

"No, she just said what her and Charlie have could be us in a few years. You know, married and expecting a baby?"

"Would you like that?"

Upon hearing his question, her hand impulsively went to rest on her stomach. "God yes, having a child you and I created growing inside of me would be this amazing feeling."

John grinned softly. "I'd like that too. I can see it now, you seven months pregnant still wearing your boots and skirts."

She laughed softly. "I was waiting to hear barefoot and pregnant in the kitchen."

"Nah baby, I don't see that in our future and I don't expect it. You're too much of your own person for that...and well your cooking is…" He trailed off, catching the look she sent him. "I think it's time I shut up."

"Yeah that would be a good choice." She leaned over, pressing a quick kiss to his lips before she stood. "I'm going to go get ready for bed."

He nodded his head and got changed as well. Putting his pants over the chair, he pulled the small ring box out. Opening it up, he glanced down at the ring. Now or never, he thought. He quickly made his way over to the door and locked it, making sure both their cells were off, he turned the hotel phone ringer off as well. Once she finally came out, he was lying down on the bed, she flashed him a smile and turned the lights off before settling into his arms.

"Lily?" he asked softly as he lifted her left hand. "I know this isn't romantic, and it isn't how you probably dreamed it would happen, but considering we've tried and failed three times already, this is as good as it's going to get. Will you marry me?"

She paused, expecting someone or something to interrupt them, laughing softly she finally spoke. "Yes, I'll marry you."