Gwen opened her flat's door. She was surprised to see Arthur standing in her doorway with a serious expression etched across his pale face. Gwen opened her door wider to admit Arthur. He said nothing to her as he hurried into her home. He offered her a sad look before he plopped down on her sofa.

"Gwen, can you sit with me?"

Gwen's stomach flip and flopped as Arthur's words. She didn't know what to make of his serious expression. His lips set in a firm line.

If he ends it again… I can handle this…

Gwen slipped next to Arthur on the settee. He slipped his cold fingers into her hands.

'You're always warm, and ready to help… I'm so careless with you," Arthur muttered. "I don't know how to do this."

"What," Gwen whispered.

Arthur exhaled loudly. Elyan embezzled a substantial amount of money from his clients."

Gwen blinked several times. "What?"

"He stole money to cover his gambling debts… I made arrangements to send him to rehab. He's been placed on leave until we can investigate this matter. He stole your money. I replaced it. I'm sorry for doing this to you."

Arthur looked hopefully at Gwen. Gwen sat quietly attempting to process Arthur's bombshell. She retightened her grip on Arthur's hands. "Elyan needs help."

"He does."

"You did a good thing."

"He hurt you."

"Not a shrinking violet."

"No, you're not."

Gwen cupped Arthur's face; her heart swelling with love. "How about a hot bath, and a nice cup of tea?"

Arthur smiled suggestively. "Are you going to wash my back?"

"No."

Arthur grinned. "Can I use your bubble bath?"

"Yes."

"Can I stay over?"

"Yes."

"No touching, Gwen."

"You have learned something!"

Turning on her heel, Gwen beamed at Arthur when he walked into her living room wearing a towel around his waist. "I have something to show you!"

"Is it something of Viv's?"

Gwen shook her curly head. "It's ours." She displayed her left hand with her engagement ring resting on her ring finger. "I love you, Arthur… however, I'm not going to jump into your arms. I don't want to break the agreement."

Arthur wiggled his eyebrows. "Let's wait until our wedding night… make it special. Then, we are never doing this sexless thing again."

"It was good for you."

"Just like medicine."

Tristan offered Isolde a blank look. He hadn't expected to find her outside of his flat door with a bottle of wine.

"Hello."

"I'm lonely, Tristan."

His shoulders dropped as love filled his heart. His knees felt gooey, and his heartbeat. He breathed in her special scent. "We can't do this."

"Are you in love with Gwen?"

"No, I love you."

Isolde slide down his wall. Her dark blonde hair limp; a deep sadness in her eyes. "Why aren't we together?"

Tristan looked around. "I'm going to regret this… Let's have a drink."

"I don't bite."

"Yes, you do."

A/N: I had planned for Elyan's gambling buddy to attack Gwen. However, Gwen needs her happy ending. Arthur is her happy ending…. I can't wait for Saturday to see Gwen suffering. What are the writers thinking?