Knives bore the weight of the guilt on his shoulders, feeling as if he had betrayed his brother by falling in love with Meryl. He stared at the ground and thought about the past few months. Vash had held Meryl so close at Millie's funeral, comforted her after, and above all, he loved her.

I wasn't there for them at the time and I shut them out, being the stubborn asshole as usual. Now Meryl loves me and I don't deserve her. But Vash hasn't bothered to call or check up on her. Does he really care that much about her? Oh well, I'm here now and I'm changing who I am. I'm going to love Meryl more than that blonde headed idiot of a brother I have…

Knives felt a hand gently rest upon his shoulder and he ceased all thought. He looked up and saw Meryl standing beside him. He placed his hand upon her hers and stood up.

"Meryl," he began, "I know that I haven't always been there for you, and I'm going to change my ways."

"What do you mean?"

"I promise that I will love you for as long as I live."

"Vash promised me the same thing. Are you going to follow through with your promise?"

"I swear Meryl. I am going prove to you that I'll be faithful."

"How will you go about doing that?"

"This might be too soon to ask, but," Knives paused and lowered himself to the ground, resting on one knee. He stared up into Meryl's eyes and took a deep breath. "Meryl Stryfe, will you marry me?"

"What did you just say?"

"Meryl Stryfe, will you mary me?" repeated Knives, still staring up at Meryl.

"I…well…" Meryl trailed off and began thinking of the day that they buried Millie and how Vash had comforted her so.

"Meryl, it's going to be okay," whispered Vash, cradling a hysterical Meryl in his arms.

"Vash, she was my best friend and now she's gone," wailed Meryl, sobbing into Vash's chest.

"I know that it's hard, but you have to think positive. She's in a better place now. Just don't forget her. Keep her in your heart always."

"I will." Meryl ceased her sobs and kissed Vash tenderly on his lips, trying to forget the painful memories of Millie Thompson.

This can't be happening to me! I know that Vash hasn't called, but I love him. But now I think I love Knives, but he wasn't there at the funeral when I needed comforting, but he is here now trying to avenge for not being there. Vash, I'm so sorry baby…

"Meryl?" asked Knives softly, still staring up into Meryl's eyes.

"Yes Knives," replied Meryl. "I will marry you."

Knives rose from the ground and kissed Meryl tenderly on her lips, picking her up and swinging her around and around. He had never been so happy in his life. He now knew that someone did indeed love him with everything that she was and lived for and that she would always care for him. Nothing would ruin his happiness, and he would make damn sure of it.