Author's Notes:  A big thank you to all of you who reviewed this.  It means so much to me.  Anyway, I'm slowly but surely writing my way through this fic.  I feel that I can't write unless I'm in the mood so I watched ER this morning to see if I could get any more inspiration.  This is a result of that.  Oh, the song is Will You Marry Me is performed by Alabama (I think) and is written by Jeffrey Steele and Al Anderson.  Enjoy!

PART 3:
Abby POV:

            I wasn't sure that I wanted to go on this walk with Carter but I need to do something.  That's why I wanted to work.  I need to not think about Eric, where he is or anything else that is going on in my crazy, mixed up life.  As Carter locks the door and I thread my fingers through his, my cell phone rings.

            I answer, "Hello?"

            "Are you Abby Lockhart?"

            "Yes."

            "We find your brother's plane."

            "You did?!" I say as I look at Carter and I can feel a smile coming onto my face.

            "Yes, ma'am, we did."

            "Is there anything in it?  A note or a bag?"

            "No, ma'am, but it was tied down."

            "And where did you find it?"

            "In Sou St. Marie." (A/N: How do you spell the name of town?  I went looking for my Michigan maps but couldn't them.  I'll keep looking.)

            "Thank you very much." I say as I hang up the phone and smile at him.

            He looks at my questioningly, "What's going on?"

            "They found the plane.  It's tied down at an airport in Sou St. Marie." I say, breathing another sigh of relief.

            "Thank God." He says as he smiles down at me.

            "I know.  I can't believe it," I say as I reach up and kiss him, "Thank you so much, Carter."

            "For what?"

            "For flying all night just be with me, for making me forget all of my problems.  I love you, John Carter, more than you will ever know."

            "I think that I know how much, Abby." He says as he leads me out side and down to a park.

            We walk together in silence but I don't need words.  Just John being here with me is enough. 

            He leads me into the little rose garden and we sit down at the bench.  Carter wraps an arm around me, "I have something that I need you to do."

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Carter's POV:

            As I wrap an arm around her waist, I say to her, "I have something that I need you to do."

            "Really?  And what would that be?"

            "Go home, get changed and then wait for me to pick you up."

            "Why's that?" she asks.

            "Because I just need you to do it."

            "Alright." She says as we head back to her apartment.  I kiss her gently before heading to my own apartment.  I seriously hope that this works.

            I quickly change into a suit and call Gamma to see if I can borrow one of the limos.

            "Of course you can John.  I do have a question though."

            "What is it, Gamma?"

            "Why do you need it?"

            "I'm taking Abby out to dinner."

            "That's very nice of you, John.  I'll send Algers over to pick you up.  I'm not going anywhere tonight so you can have the car for the night."

            "Thank you very much, Gamma."

            "It's really not a problem, John.  You and Abigail deserve a night out."

            "Thanks again, Gamma."

            "You're welcome, John.  Have a good time tonight." She says as I hang up the phone.

            I quickly head over to the bookcase and take down a box.  I search around till I find a small velvet box.  I smile as I open it.  It's perfect. 

            An hour later, I have picked up Abby and we are heading towards the restaurant.  She looks beautiful in the light blue top and black skirt.  After arriving at the nearly empty restaurant, the matire'd leads us to our table.

            "John, what are these?" she asks, when she sees the dozen red roses by her place.

            "These are for you.  They're also for the love and passion that I have for you."

            After a charming dinner and dessert, I nod to the DJ who starts to play a song, "Would you like to dance, Ms. Lockhart?"

            "I would love to, Mr. Carter." She says I lead her out to the dance floor.  I wrap my arms around her waist as she wraps an arm around my neck. 

Will you marry me?

Put our life and love together

Will you stay with me?

For always and forever

On bended knee, would you take this ring

Will you marry me, please?
Will you marry me?

            I get down on one knee and take out the small velvet box, "Abigail Lockhart, you have been in my heart since the first time that I met you.  You are my best friend, my soulmate, and the part that makes me whole.  Will you marry me?"

END PART 3.