I don't own Night World. Prompt by iNessie. Thanks!

Prompt #69 - Imagine

Morgead was sitting on the front porch when I walked out of the house.

I'd had enough at that point. Delos had already shouted at me, telling me that training for the final battle was more important than saying goodbye (I'd already figured that he'd had an argument with Maggie), and Kierlan, who'd taken it upon himself to protect me from Delos's raging fits, had shouted at him. I'd exchanged a glance with Iliana, who gestured minutely towards the door. We'd both taken off and almost sprinted out into the hallway. As soon as we were out of earshot, Iliana had burst out laughing. She had a pretty infectious laugh, so we were both hysterical for a couple of minutes.

When we'd separated, Iliana saying (to no-one's surprise) that she wanted something to eat, I'd followed the silver chord to Morgead.

His shoulders were slightly hunched over. I walked over and leaned my head on his shoulder. He put an arm around my waist.

"Just think," he said after a couple of minutes of silence. "If you weren't the Wild Power, we wouldn't be worrying about what's going to happen over the next couple of weeks."

"We'd both be dead, though," I said, smirking.

He gave me a disparaging look. "Humour me."

"Okay," I agreed. "Well... It's a Saturday, so we would have gone out for the day. You would have surprised me with something, but I'm not coming up with that." I smiled slightly. "You would have done something cheesy but romantic, just because you felt like it."

"Okay. I would have etched our initials on a tree. I would have planned everything perfectly, so at sunset..."

"Because I love autumn sunsets, and you already know that."

He smiled. "At sunset... I would have gotten down on one knee." He paused as my eyes widened. I stopped breathing. "And I would have said, 'Jez, I've loved you my entire life, and I promise to do so for the rest of eternity. Would you do me the greatest honour of becoming my wife?'"

At this point, he got down on one knee and took my hand.

I finally managed to choke out, "You're not just imagining now, are you?"

One side of his lips quirked up. "No, Jez. I'm not."

"Then... yes. Of course, yes."

And the devastatingly beautiful smile he gave told me everything.