Follow up to Will You. This takes place about 3 years later, Meg is 18/Michael is 23. I am not sure of a tittle as of yet and am open to suggestions. I am thinking its gonna be 3 parts so far (Michael's POV, Meg's POV and the proposal) It may go a little longer but I am not sure. Anyhow, I don't own the show or the characters…I am simply borrowing them for a bit and I promise to return them.

Michael stood in front of the mirror, straightening his tie. His eyes traveled from his reflection to the small black box sitting on the dresser. Slowly he reached out and picked up the box. Opening it, he stared at the diamond ring lying on the bed of cotton. Picking it up, he studied it carefully.

It was the same ring his father had given his mother when he proposed to her. In the back his mind, he still remembered the day his father gave it to him. It was a few months after his mother's death.

His father called him into the kitchen. Michael walked in and sat down. He watched his father pull a small box out of his pocket and open it slowly. Setting it on the table, he turned it towards Michael and said

"Your mother wanted me to give this to you." He said, sliding the box forward

Michael took the box, staring at the ring inside.

"Mom's engagement ring. I can't…I can't take this dad."

He set the box down and started to push it back towards his father. His father refused to take it back.

"Michael your mother's last wish was that you would give this ring to the girl you plan to marry."

Michael picked up the box and looked at the ring again. Slowly he closed the box and stuck it in his pocket.

"How will I know when I meet her?"

"When you meet her, you will know." He said, "She will be a girl that is so special, you can't imagine not having her in your life.

Michael closed the box and slipped it into his pocket. He was positive that Meg was that girl. He had known that she was special from the moment that he met her. Over time, the friendship that they shared slowly became more. He knew that his parents would have loved Meg if they ever had the chance to meet her.

Turning away from the mirror, he walked over to the bed and picked up his jacket. He pulled it on and walked out of the bedroom. Picking up his keys from the table, he walked out of the apartment.

He headed for his car, taking deep breaths to calm his rapidly beating heart. Unlocking the door, he got in the car. He started the car and pulled out of the lot.

As he drove towards the Pryor house to pick up Meg, he thought about when he went to talk to her father about what he wanted to do. He could tell Jack wasn't happy but he eventually gave his blessing.

Michael walked into Pryor Electric looking for Jack. He spotted Henry behind the counter, writing something. Looking up he spotted Michael.

"Mr. P's in his office." He said

"Thanks Henry."

He walked through the store and into the back room. Stopping outside the office, he knocked on the door.

"Come in."

He opened the door to see Jack sitting behind his desk, working on something.

"Michael, what can I do for you?" he asked

"I was wondering if I could have a moment of your time sir?"

"Of course." He said, closing the book, "Please have a seat."

Michael walked into the office and took a seat across from Jack.

"I wanted to talk to you about Meg."

"Is everything all right?"

"I've given this t a lot of thought." He said, "And with your permission, I would like to ask Meg to marry me."

Jack leaned back in his chair.

"Did you know that Meg is planning to go to college?"

"We talked about it last night. She wants to major in English."

"And you want her to give that up."

"And if Meg accepts my proposal I will not stand in her way." He said, "I will wait as long as it takes."

"Then why not wait to propose?" he said, "Why do it right now?"

"My father told me that one day I would meet a girl that would be so special to me that I couldn't imagine my life without her." He said, "And I didn't believe him until I met Meg. When I think about my future, I can't imagine it without her in it."

Jack didn't know what to say. Part of him knew that Michael loved his daughter while another wanted to kill him for trying to take his little girl away. Finally he said

"All right. You have my permission."

Thank you sir."

"But I want you to keep your promise. If Meg wants to wait I do not want her pressured into getting married too soon."

"You have my word sir."

Michael pulled up in front of the Pryor house a few minutes later. He climbed out of his car and headed for the front door. As he reached the front porch, he rang then bell and waited.