Opening my front door, I see that my cat, Pumpkin is laying in his usual spot on the couch. When I call out his name, he glances up at me but isn't the least bit excited to see me and goes back to sleep. Once we get inside and shut the door, I lean my back against the wall. I'm exhausted. Velvet puts my stuff on the floor next to the door. "I think we brought everything back. I mean, not that you had a lot to begin with." She says as she turns to face me. I smile a little. I wasn't in as much pain as before, but I still got weak very easily. I sigh and push myself off of the wall. Even though I was exhausted, I didn't want it to show. "Do you have work today?" I ask Velvet as she takes off her scarf. Well, my scarf, but I let her keep it. "No, I took the day off so I could help you get settled in, remember?" Oh, yeah. The pain medication the doctors had me on made me forgetful. It was annoying. "Stupid pain medicine." I mumble under my breath. Velvet laughs a little and tosses the scarf onto the couch. Walking over to the shelf where I keep my families pictures, the crosses her arms. I slowly make my way over and stand next to her. Velvet sighs. "Don't they blame me for everything that's happened to you?" She asks, not taking her eyes off of the pictures. I furrow my eyebrows. "No. Why would they?" Velvet looks up at me and bites her lip. "Well, because you broke your hand because of Eric and you got stabbed, because of Eric. I just feel really," She sighs. "Responsible for it all." I reach out and put my hand on her shoulder. "Don't be. You got a restraining order on Eric, he shouldn't have even been near you. What happened to me was not your fault." Velvet looks up at me with uncertainty. "I promise." She smiles a little and mumbles, "Thanks." We stand there for a minute in silence, looking over the pictures. "Hey, Velvet?" I ask, turning towards her. "Yeah?" "I have a question." She just raises her eyebrows. I take a deep breath. "Alright. Um, you know how we've been together for awhile now? Well, uh I had an idea." Whenever I actually try to say something meaningful I get tongue tied. Why? Velvet doesn't make me nervous anymore. I mean, I still think she is the most beautiful girl in the world, but that doesn't make me flustered. I hate it when I stammer. "I mean, since we have decided to raise your daughter together and everything? I don't have a ring or anything to give you, sorry about that. But, um, I plan on staying with you for a long time and uh, I don't know if you want to stay with me for a long time. I want to be more than your boyfriend but I don't know if you want to be-" In the middle of my sentence, Velvet grabs the front of my shirt and pulls me into the longest and most passionate kiss we've ever shared. When we pull away, Velvet puts her finger on my mouth. "You talk too much." She smirks and starts to trace my lips with her fingers. "To answer your question, yes. I will marry you." I wasn't sure if I expected her to say yes or no, but I am so ecstatic that I don't know what to say. I just pull her into another long kiss. Yes, we can make this work. I know we will.