Waking up, I felt a warm feeling wash over me. I opened my eyes, slowly at
first, willing them to get used to the morning light. I came face to face
with Nick, his face calm and peaceful, still asleep. One arm was thrown
over my shoulder, pulling me to him. I lifted my head slightly, remembering
the night before. It couldn't have been a dream, right? If I'm here, with
Nick, then everything must have really happened. He must have really
proposed marriage. But was he serious? Or was he delirious from lack of
sleep?
I brushed a stray hair out of his face, letting my fingers linger on his cheek. His eyes fluttered open slowly. He gazed around for a moment before his eyes came to rest on my face. "Hey," he said softly, a smile gracing his perfect face.
"Hey," I whispered back. I felt a smile form on my own face. I felt weird smiling after everything I had been through in the past few days. But it's impossible to be around Nick and not be happy. That's just the kind of person he is.
I leaned forward until my lips met his, letting them touch softly before pulling back. I was nervous for a second, afraid that Nick didn't return my feelings for him. That everything he had said before had been said without thought at all. Those thoughts evaporated as quickly as they had come, however, when Nick leaned forward and kissed me again.
As he pulled back, I looked into his eyes, and the feelings I saw in them mirrored my own. "Were you serious last night?" I asked, looking away quickly so he wouldn't see the fear and anxiety in my eyes.
"Serious about what?" Nick asked, confused.
"About what you asked me.about marriage."
He cupped my chin in his hand and turned it so that we were face to face again. "Of course, I meant it," he said, his voice thick with emotion. "I love you, Sara, I have always loved you. And I would love to marry you and raise this baby together."
"But, Nick.this baby.she's Hank's. Why would you want to raise Hank's baby?"
"Because, my dear, she's not only Hank's baby. She's also yours." He kissed me again and I felt all resistance melt. "Of course, I'll have to get you a ring. But I have something you can wear in the meantime." He pulled back and got off the bed. He opened the closet and pulled out a few small cardboard boxes. He searched through them until, finally, he found what he had been looking for.
He held something behind his back, and walked back to me. He kneeled down on the floor in front of me. Pulling his hand out from behind his back, he revealed a gold high school ring with a big red jewel on it. "Sara, will you marry me?"
My smile grew wider. "Yes, Nick, I will." He slipped the ring on my finger and then sat beside me on the bed, kissing me again, as if cementing the proposal.
I leaned in to deepen the kiss, but I felt Nick pull back. He laughed at the confused expression on my face. "We've got plenty of time for that, Sara," he said, still laughing.
The phone rang just then, breaking up our happy moment. Nick picked it up. "Nick Stokes, happiest man in the world," he answered it. I giggled. "Hey, Cath, what's up? Yeah, Sara's fine." He looked at me quickly, winking, which threw me into another giggling fit.
I watched his expression change to anger, to sadness, and then back to happy, although not quite at the level it was at before. "What it is?" I questioned eagerly.
"Ok, thanks for letting me know. Yeah, I'll tell her." He hung up the phone and then turned back to me, smiling. "They caught him," he said quickly. "They caught Hank."
"What?" I felt the tears stinging my eyes, but they were tears of happiness.
He put his arms around me, holding me close. Placing his hand on my stomach, he kissed me. "We're gonna have a baby. And we're gonna raise her.or him.as our own. I'll be a real father to her.or him."
"It's gonna be a girl, Nick," I insisted. "I just know it will be."
He laughed. "Then I'm sure it will be." He kissed me again, more passionately now. "I love you, Sara Sidle."
"I love you too, Nick Stokes," I said against his lips.
The End.
Notes: Keep an eye out for the sequel to this. It'll be called Just Missed The Train and it'll be about their little girl.
I brushed a stray hair out of his face, letting my fingers linger on his cheek. His eyes fluttered open slowly. He gazed around for a moment before his eyes came to rest on my face. "Hey," he said softly, a smile gracing his perfect face.
"Hey," I whispered back. I felt a smile form on my own face. I felt weird smiling after everything I had been through in the past few days. But it's impossible to be around Nick and not be happy. That's just the kind of person he is.
I leaned forward until my lips met his, letting them touch softly before pulling back. I was nervous for a second, afraid that Nick didn't return my feelings for him. That everything he had said before had been said without thought at all. Those thoughts evaporated as quickly as they had come, however, when Nick leaned forward and kissed me again.
As he pulled back, I looked into his eyes, and the feelings I saw in them mirrored my own. "Were you serious last night?" I asked, looking away quickly so he wouldn't see the fear and anxiety in my eyes.
"Serious about what?" Nick asked, confused.
"About what you asked me.about marriage."
He cupped my chin in his hand and turned it so that we were face to face again. "Of course, I meant it," he said, his voice thick with emotion. "I love you, Sara, I have always loved you. And I would love to marry you and raise this baby together."
"But, Nick.this baby.she's Hank's. Why would you want to raise Hank's baby?"
"Because, my dear, she's not only Hank's baby. She's also yours." He kissed me again and I felt all resistance melt. "Of course, I'll have to get you a ring. But I have something you can wear in the meantime." He pulled back and got off the bed. He opened the closet and pulled out a few small cardboard boxes. He searched through them until, finally, he found what he had been looking for.
He held something behind his back, and walked back to me. He kneeled down on the floor in front of me. Pulling his hand out from behind his back, he revealed a gold high school ring with a big red jewel on it. "Sara, will you marry me?"
My smile grew wider. "Yes, Nick, I will." He slipped the ring on my finger and then sat beside me on the bed, kissing me again, as if cementing the proposal.
I leaned in to deepen the kiss, but I felt Nick pull back. He laughed at the confused expression on my face. "We've got plenty of time for that, Sara," he said, still laughing.
The phone rang just then, breaking up our happy moment. Nick picked it up. "Nick Stokes, happiest man in the world," he answered it. I giggled. "Hey, Cath, what's up? Yeah, Sara's fine." He looked at me quickly, winking, which threw me into another giggling fit.
I watched his expression change to anger, to sadness, and then back to happy, although not quite at the level it was at before. "What it is?" I questioned eagerly.
"Ok, thanks for letting me know. Yeah, I'll tell her." He hung up the phone and then turned back to me, smiling. "They caught him," he said quickly. "They caught Hank."
"What?" I felt the tears stinging my eyes, but they were tears of happiness.
He put his arms around me, holding me close. Placing his hand on my stomach, he kissed me. "We're gonna have a baby. And we're gonna raise her.or him.as our own. I'll be a real father to her.or him."
"It's gonna be a girl, Nick," I insisted. "I just know it will be."
He laughed. "Then I'm sure it will be." He kissed me again, more passionately now. "I love you, Sara Sidle."
"I love you too, Nick Stokes," I said against his lips.
The End.
Notes: Keep an eye out for the sequel to this. It'll be called Just Missed The Train and it'll be about their little girl.
