Ok, so this was going to be up tomorrow, however, seeing as the world was supposed to end today, here's a treat for surviving :D

Ziggymia123: I know! Pokemon! Had to do it, simply couldn't resist :D I'm not entirely sure on the fate of our pokemon friend yet, I just know he probably needs a name.

Bad2Wolf2Mcgee: Glad this made you want to update, but it makes me nervous when you evil laugh, usually that puts people I love in danger… yikes… Definite hoorah for the pokemon, your fault its there ;) Love the Alexandra thing, had to put it up, it's awesomeness, :D And Watson the dog, fantastic :D

Chapter 36

"See, now I'm worried," Fawks said, as John handed her a massive box. "You didn't kill Porter did you?" Fawks said, looking around her flat for her little black cat.

"No." John laughed, "Even though he is out to get me. It makes no sense, he gets on with Fredrick." He replied bitterly.

"Get over it John, I love you and my cat and my dragon the same, I can share my love and I'm not getting rid of any of you."

"This is why I'm glad your girl lives in a completely different universe," John laughed as he exited the room. "If I had to share you anymore I'd get psychotic."

"You are already psychotic!" Fawks laughed, placing the giant box on the bed. Pulling the lid off the box she blinked down at the dress. It was an elegant simple black evening gown, that flowed all the way down to the floor. Strapless so it was easy for her wings to simply settle above it.

Fawks pulled it out and smiled.

"What did you do?" She called to John.

"Nothing." He said. "Why?"

"Romantic night planned where you won't tell me where we're going. A new beautiful dress."

"And Shoes." John said, holding out the heels.

"What's going on?" Fawks said, smiling at the dress.

"Nothing." John said innocently.

"Are you dying?" Fawks asked suspiciously.

"No."

"Am I dying?"

"No. Stop being so melodramatic."

"Then tell me what's happening,"

"You'll find out, now go dress up and look pretty."

"I always look pretty." Fawks laughed.

Fawks smiled at her reflection in the mirror.

We look all sophisticated and grown up

Except the hat.

Fawks pulled off her hat and shook her hair from her eyes. It was getting long again, she pulled off her fingerless gloves, and dug in her trunk for some full length ones, then pulled them on. Smiling at her reflection.

"You look beautiful." Was a voice behind her, she looked to the side of the reflection and saw John leaning by the door. Fawks sighed happily, letting her eyes drink him in. She'd forgotten how handsome he was. Looking impressive in a clean white shirt and his Red Jacket, tight black denim jeans and his western style brown leather weapons belt. His grey eyes sparkling with mischief not yet done and instead of his usual smirk, a genuine smile. She loved it when he smiled, a real smile, she lived for those smiles.

"Come on," John smiled offering his hand out to her. She took it without hesitation and with a flash they disappeared.

Fawks blinked as she looked around. It was warm and just before sunset, trees and foreign flowers surrounded them.

"Welcome to Fiji." John smiled.

"Fiji?" Fawks laughed. "We're in Fiji."

"Yes." John nodded, taking her hand and guiding her down a small path surrounded by trees to a small decking overlooking the ocean. A little hut was located in the middle of the decking, under it was a table, set up for a romantic dinner for two, candles, champagne, the whole thing. Fawks smiled.

"Why?"

"Because I missed you."

The meal was divine, all the food was fresh and so Fawks had a fish caught from the ocean in view and the two shared a gorgeous fruit salad for desert.

"So you brought me all the way to Fiji, for a romantic meal?"

"Don't be foolish," John snorted. "I've booked us five days away from alien insanity," John said, holding up a room key.

"Welcome to the Royal Davui Pool Suite." John said, swinging the door open. Fawks felt her jaw slacken a little as she looked around. An indoor garden with gorgeous trees and fragrant flowers led past to an open lounge, of to the side was a king sized bedroom with a gossamer hanging, a mini spa in the bathroom, two decks that faced the setting sun and a private plunge pool.

Fawks blinked as she slowly circled, taking in the vast luxurious space.

"Wait, we're here for five days, I've not got any stuff, or even my hat I-"

John grabbed her shoulders and made her face the bedroom, on the king sized bed was a suitcase.

"The girls and Ianto helped me out." John said quietly, leaving a soft kiss just behind her ear. "I'm taking a swim." John said, nodding to the pool. "Care to join me?"

"Let me freshen up?"

"At your leisure, my love." He said smoothly, kissing her gloved hand before walking out the sliding French doors to the pool. Fawks smiled to herself as she watched him go. Heading to the bedroom, and unclipping the suitcase and pulling it up. Her breath hitched at the first thing her eyes fell on. A deep blue velvet ring box. Her hands were shaking as she picked it up. The ring was different from the last one. Silver with gold interwoven at the top in a thin band, holding two smaller diamonds either side of a bigger diamond. Tiny diamond pieces were lodged in the silver either side of the gold. Fawks sat lamely on the bed as her eyes took in the extremely expensive looking ring. She let out a low sigh.

You see this coming?

Yep

Why didn't you tell me?

There's only select moments in your life where you have been insanely stupid, I love watching them.

Thanks. Here's me thinking we'd come to some sort of a truce.

We have, still fun watching you dance your way across the universe, and make every cock up in the book.

Fawks sat staring blankly at the ring, wondering what she was going to do.

He's out there waiting for us.

John turned slightly at the ripples in the water, Fawks swam to his side gently, the water barely shifting at her movements, she leaned at the edge next to him. The two sat in silence for a moment, looking out to the ocean. Fawks put the closed ring box on the surface in front of John. He opened it to see the ring still nestled inside. The only thing on Fawks' hands were her fingerless gloves and Winter's ring on her right hand.

"Why not?" John said softly.

"Because." Fawks sighed, leaning next to him. "It's us,"

"And?"

"John, me and you, really? Married. It's not something we would do well."

"We could try…?"

"John. The last time-"

"They were unique circumstances." John said.

"We're a unique circumstance John." Fawks said. "I should be dead ten times over and me and you, should never have met. One in a six and a half billion chance that I survived past the age of 7. I never even found out how I got out of my execution, I never found out who blew out the wall."

"But you did. You survived, you've survived so much."

"But being with you is so dangerous John, there's so much to loose."

"I just want this one day," John whispered. "A day to show everyone how beautiful you really are. Because hardly anyone knows, maybe three people have ever seen you're beauty, four at a stretch."

"Who?"

"Ianto, Alexis May, Winter and Me."

"My best friends and lovers." Fawks smiled.

"I want the whole world to see. I don't want them to see Rachel, the little girl who got sucked into the rift. And I don't want them to see Fawks, the cocky wanted criminal. I want them to see you. Captain Rachel Falcon. I want to show them how you shine. And I want to show them that you're mine."

"Why do we need a piece of paper to show that."

"I don't care about the paper, I just want the day,"

"John, it's me, I make everyday my day."

"Then let me. Please, Captain Rachel Falcon. Marry me?"

Ok, so I am leaving it for you all to wonder her answer :D Reviews would make me write faster : ) So go on, press the little button :D

For those of you who want to know Fawks ring and dress will be on my profile :D