Well here it is. Last chapter, can't believe it. Let me know after if you want a sequel, or anything else.

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Well without further ado, here's the epilogue.

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The only thing that I will remember is being there with Jack. And him holding me, until the light faded around us.

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You know, I thought telling her I loved her would be the hardest thing I ever had to do. I always knew I would tell her, I love her too much just to let it slip by, but I always imagined it would be hard. But then I saw her, standing there, and somehow, I knew the time was right, and it was the easiest thing in the world.

I watch her now. She has a suspicious smile on her face; she knows I'm up to something, but can't work out what.

"What?" She says, slowly "What are you up to?"

"Nothing" I say innocently. Then I take her hands, and lead her to the kitchen, where, unknown to her, I've set the table, complete with candles, and am in the middle of preparing dinner. She smiles.

"Happy Anniversary" I say. She looks at me, confused.

"Anniversary of what?"

"The anniversary of the day we first met. You walked in to the briefing room, challenged me to an arm wrestle, pissed off all the other people in there, and I knew my life would never be the same" She smiles at me, the look of suspicion and confusion fading now.

"I love you" She says.

"I know" I say, resting my arms on her shoulders, and kissing her. The oven timer interrupts us, and, trying my best not to look irritated, I throw her a look of apology, and go to deal with it. She grins at me.

"Dinner's ready" I say. She giggles.

"I've got you trained pretty well now, haven't I?" I pretend to look offended, but she smiles, seeing right through it.

"You know, I have been working away here for hours now, preparing a great feast for you, trying to get this just right, and this is the thanks I get?"

"Oh, sorry, thank you" She says, trying to look serious, but breaking in to a fit of giggles. "I'm very grateful".

"You should be" I say, handing her the plate, laden with alphabet spaghetti on toast. She looks at me, incredulous.

"This is your great feast?" She says.

"Well, maybe it's not a 'great' feast..." I say, trailing off, she starts giggling, and we sit down to eat.

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I tried to be mad at him, for this 'great feast', but I can't stop laughing now. Trouble is, I can forgive him for anything these days. He's looking at me now, keeps asking if everything's OK, and I keep giggling and saying it's fine. I never used to giggle, until I met Jack, and now I can't stop.

We finish our meal, and he gets up to start clearing away. I offer to wash up, thinking he would refuse, but surprisingly, he doesn't, handing me his plate. When I look at it, I nearly drop it with shock.

On the plate, in alphabet spaghetti, are the words 'MARRY ME'.

Not showing any emotion, I get up, and walk over to him, and pull him up. I hold his hands in mine, and look in to his eyes, and finally, when I don't think he can stand it any longer, I say it.

"Yes"

He smiles, a real genuine smile, that I don't see that often, and pulls me in to his arms.

"I love you" He says.

"Yeah, sure, you betcha"

He smiles at me, and I giggle back.

FIN

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I intentionally left it a bit vague, so it gives me more options if I choose to write a sequel, so sorry if anyone was disappointed by the lack of detail. Anyway, thank you for reviewing, let me know what you think!!