Epilogue
Spencer got home from work, late as usual. He was exhausted but hey…at least today had just been paperwork. He was worried about Rossi though. Rossi had seemed troubled since the day they had arrested Jian. He wondered what was going on but didn't want to intrude. If Rossi wanted to talk to him about it he would. He sighed then walked into his apartment. "Surprise!" Maeve shouted as she threw her arms around him.
"Maeve? What are you doing here?" he asked her.
"I wanted to surprise you," she said with a smile. Spencer smiled back then hugged her.
"I love you so much Maeve…" he said pulling her closer. He closed his eyes and breathed in the smell of her. He loved it. He loved everything about her.
"I love you too Spencer," she replied.
"Maeve…" he said, "I don't want you to go…"
"What?" she asked.
"I want to be with you….I want to always be with you…. I love you," he said. He was shaking and he could feel himself starting to blush.
"I love you too," she said again.
"M-Maeve," he stammered.
"Yes?" she responded.
"I'm….I'm not very good at this….actually I'm….I'm really horrible at it…." He mumbled.
"Spencer…you're not making any sense," Maeve said. Spencer didn't say anything for a moment. He couldn't make the words come out. Why couldn't he make the words come out? He had never had this much trouble talking to Maeve. His blush deepened. His mouth felt dry as a desert and it felt as if his tongue had swollen up like a balloon. His hands were sweating and he was shaking harder now. "Spencer what's wrong?"
"MAEVEWILLYOUMARRYME?!" the words exploded out of him faster and louder than he had expected. His face was so red now it would be indistinguishable from a tomato should one be held up next to it.
"What did you say…?" Maeve asked, not sure if she had understood him.
"Maeve….will you marry me….?" He asked again, managing not to scream at her like a maniac.
"YES!" she shouted happily. Spencer nearly fainted. "Yes! Yes absolutely!"