So! I've really been pumping out the chapters these last few days! It'll probably slow down after this! I got tafe to do! ^^' I WAS JUST SO EXCITED TO GET THIS SPECIFIC CHAPTER OUT! I HOPE YOU LOVE IT AS MUCH AS ME!

And I want to thank EgyptianLotus again! Thanks for the advice! I didn't realise that, is still new to me!

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"People are staring at us..."

"Ignore them."

"But-"

"Just ignore them Sol. People stare but they don't ask questions."

Solerah hummed in discontent as they both continued to walk down the street in the early morning. There weren't a lot of people out this early but the ones who were, well they got to enjoy the sight of a half naked man in tattered pants and a giant woman with an unnatural colour scheme. Solerah was temporarily stuck in her true form, unable to change back until she fully healed and since she was hit with auroniam it was taking her a lot longer to heal.

"How many times have you had to do this that you're so use to this?"

"Enough."

Solerah decided to stop talking for now, hearing Bruce's grouchy attitude in his voice as they both walked down the street, looking for a motel. Not that she could blame him, Bruce had a lot to be mad about right now so she tried to be as accommodating as she could for him.

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Bruce kept a straight face as the man stationed at the front desk of a cheap motel laughed in his face, he could smell the alcohol off the the mans breath. Bruce was trying to get a room as Solerah looked around the room curiously.

"What are you suppose to be?!"

"Costume party."

Bruce wanted to scowl at the drunken man but he held his tongue, it worked out better in the long run if anyone came asking questions.

"Six nights." Bruce waved the bill that Solerah had given him earlier at the deskman in an attempt to get him to stop laughing. He took the cash and turned around to grab them a room key.

"Did we get a room?" Solerah approached the counter, a bundle of pamphlets in hand.

"Whoa there! You are one tall glass of water." The deskman gave a low appreciative whistle as he looked at her up and down.

"Oh, um, I'm sure you're very sweet but-"

"She's taken." Bruce snatched the room key from the man with one hand and grabbed Solerah's with his other and turned away to walk down the corridor.

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"I'm sorry Bruce." Solerah said as she looked at Bruce with a slight pout, sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Why?"

"We can't go anywhere until I'm healed."

Bruce's face softened and he sat down beside her, tilting sideways slightly towards her since she created a much larger dip in the bed where she sat then he did.

He placed his hand over the top of hers.

"Stop saying your sorry."

They sat in comfortable silence for the next few moments, enjoying the peace.

"Bruce?" Solerah broke the silence.

"Yeah?"

"Is it weird that I'm taller then you now?"

"A little." Bruce said with a sly grin causing Solerah to giggle.

"I like being shorter then you."

"Why?"

"Cause I always feel safe when you hug me."

A small dusting of pink tinted Bruce's cheeks as he smiled bashfully, at the risk of sounding ridiculous he felt very manly. He liked knowing he could make her feel safe, especially since she was more then capable of protecting herself.

Solerah shifted herself backwards and laid on the bed, tucking her legs in so she could fit properly. "I'm gonna nap." She said as she yawned. "Lots to regenerate." She said in a sleepy voice as she closed her eyes, grabbing a pillow to hug. Bruce smiled at her, picking up the sheet folded at the corner of the bed and placing it over her.

He sat down and flicked on the news channel as he counted out the money they had and

started thinking about the situation and what to do and what supplies they would need to buy. He looked back over at Solerah when he heard her softly talking in her sleep. He heaved a sigh, resting his head in his hand. It was almost funny, he always told himself that he left Betty because he loved her too much to involve her in his life but when it came to Solerah, he just couldn't picture his life without her in it anymore.

Bruce knew whenever he fell in love he always fell hard and fell fast. That was another reason he stayed away from people when he was younger. Too busy studying, he didn't have time for love and whenever he did it never ended well for him. Bruce tried to figure out why things were so different with Solerah. Whatever it was he made a decision.

He was never going to let her go.

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Bruce woke up with a start as he felt the mattress sink. Solerah was jumping on the bed and screaming something at him. He rubbed his eyes and groaned when he felt a sudden weight on him. He blinked the sleep from his eye and looked at Solerah, sitting on him in her human form.

"I'm fun sized again!" She smiled, bouncing on him.

"That's great Sol. Now get off me."

She frowned and rolled over. "You're not fun."

Bruce glanced at the small digital clock on his bedside table. "Because it's 2:49 in the morning."

"It's ALWAYS the right time for fun BB."

"I'm sure there is but for now it can wait til morning."

"Fiiiiiiine."

She let out a small squeal as Bruce suddenly shot his arms out and pulled her down, smirk on his face. "Go to sleep now." He weaved his arms around her, settling her comfortably on his chest. Solerah smiled and wrapped an arm under his neck, listening to the sound of his heart beat and letting that lull her to sleep. She was happy she was finally able to cuddle up to him and lay on him without worrying that she'd crush him in her sleep.

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"Where are we going...?" Solerah whined as she yawned. "It's too early to be alive Bruce."

"It's important Solerah." Bruce rolled his eyes at her lighthearted as he lead her through the empty down, he had woken her up around 5:30 and she was exhausted.

"But I'm tiiired."

"You wouldn't be tired if you weren't awake at 3 in the morning jumping around."

"Ahhhhhhnnn." She let out another whining noise. "Can't you just tell me?"

"It wouldn't be a surprise if I told you Sol."

"I hate surprises..." She muttered.

"Well l hope you'll like this one."

She hissed under her breath at him. She knew she was being a teeny tiny bit childish but she tired! And she didn't appreciate being dragged out when there was no immediate danger.

They finally stopped and Solerah looked around and up at the large building they stood in front of. "Well so far this has been worth it." She announced sarcastically as she looked at the city hall.

"There is a little something called patience."

"Aww but that's why I have you. You got that for me."

"You know, before I met you, I was numb. After the bomb went off, after Harlem, after everything... I wanted to feel something, anything, guilt, sadness, shame. But I couldn't. I couldn't bring myself to feel anymore. Sure I had moments of happiness and obviously at times anger but it was always fleeting. But then when you came into my life those few years ago and I started to feel again. I started to care again." Bruce took her hand gingerly and smiled at her.

"Aww Bruce..." Solerah smiled back shyly as she clasped his hand. "What bought all this on?"

"You always put others first no matter how hard it is on you and I know that's who you are but if you can't take care of yourself at least let me do it for you... So what I'm saying is..." Still holding her hand Bruce bent down onto one knee, causing Solerah's eyes to widen, her mouth opened a little.

"Sol... You're the only good thing in this terrible world that I have. Will you marry me?"

"... HELL YES!"