Authors Note: Is there something wrong with this story? The pairing perhaps? Since no one is reading it, or its predessor?

Dustin sat at the bedside of his girlfriend. His back hurt from sitting in the straight chair, and his butt had gone to sleep. His right hand held Toris cold one in his. His left he reached up and caressed her cheek, Careful not to touch the large bandage on her head. He didn't think he had any more tears left, he had cried so much already. The others had gone home since the nurses ran them out. Dustin was on his own.

"Tori, I love you so much. You don't know how much you mean to me. If you did you would wake up and hug me, tell me you weren't leaving me. You see Tori, we belong together, have since the time we met and raced down that hill on our trycycles and hit that fence. Remember Tori, we both got hurt. We were what 3 years old? Gee, you have always been there for me. Protected me, and really listened to me. What other girl would do that? You were my first kiss too. Bet you didn't know that. So many first with you. I wont to create more first with you. Proposal, wedding, our first night together, our first baby. The first time I wake up beside you and you smile at me. Good or bad, I want to share them with you. I want to breath the same air as you, share the same space. I want to have the chance to make you happy, to make you my queen. Come back to me Tori. If you have to leave, then take me with you." He watched her after pouring his heart out to her. But she did not move.

From a dark fog, she could hear a voice, she listened to the voice. It made her feel safe, and happy. She listened to the words, spoken with some anquish and such love. They touched her very soul. She knew that voice, it was Dustin. "Where are you Dustin?" She looked around and saw nothing but swirling mist. "Dustin, I am over here!" She began to walk towards the light, and the sound of his voice. She listened to his words.

The nurse came in and checked her vitals, and wrote something down on the chart, and then left the young man sitting there. Dustin could hardly keep his eyes open.

"Dustin?" A soft whisper reached his ears. He turned and a broad smile lite up his face. He jumped to his feet.

"Tori!" He leaned down and kissed her on the lips.

"Dustin, I heard you, I came back, like you ask. I love you. I couldn't leave you."

"You heard me?"

"Yes, I was in a foggy dark place and then I heard your voice, and your beautiful words. I don't wont to be without you either." She reached up and he gently bent down and hugged her. They were unaware that by the glass window stood their friends, who were smiling broadly and giving each other high fives.

A week later Tori was out of the hospital, and feeling good. Tonight Dustin had invited her out to dinner. He had picked a french restaurant. One that Tori had not gone to before. She had gone out and bought a special dress, a pale blue silk dress, that fit her like a second skin from her shoulders to her hips and then flowed to her feet. Her shoulders were bare. She had put her hair up, and small ringlets came down by her ears.

Dustin was getting dressed, he was all thumbs. Hunter had tied his tie and made sure he had the little jewelry box, and his wallet. Then shooed him out the door. Dustin held six roses, in the colors of yellow and pale blue. He walked down the hall and down the stairs to Toris apartment. He stood there for a moment and checked himself, he thought he looked good. He hoped Tori thought so. He rang the doorbell,and waited.

The door opened and he stared. "Sweet! I mean you are beautiful Tori." She smiled at him and took his hand led him inside.

"You look yummy yourself." He did too. He had dressed to the 10s and she found herself wanting to undress him. Don't...even..go...there...Tori. She turned pink at her thoughts. She reached up and kissed him. He returned her kiss, and pulled her close to him. He deepened the kiss, and he found himself wanting to pick her up and carry her to her bed, and make love to her all night. He blushed, he shouldn't be thinking that way. Not yet. He had no rights to her, he would protect her from himself. Cold shower later, many cold showers.

"Dustin, when are we supposed to be there?" He glanced at his watch.

"In a half hour, guess we better hurry." He held out his arm for her, and she slipped her hand in. She reached up and wiped a smear of lipstick on the side of his mouth.

The restaurant was dimly lit, and there was a band playing soft romantic music. Candles burned on the tables, and the smells coming from the kitchen made Toris mouth water. She was hungry. Dustin, watched her as they waited for their food. I hope I do this right. He stood up, and leaned down and lifted her hand and kissed it. "I'll be back in a minute, going to ask for a song." She nodded and picked up her water glass for a sip. He moved over to the bank, and whispered something.

Suddenly she heard the music start, and she knew the song. It was one of her favorites. A love song. Then a voice began to sing. In surprise she turned, and there on stage was Dustin, with a microphone in his hand looking right at her. She never knew he could sing like that. She smiled up at him, as the words washed over her. He just smiled and kept singing the words that spoke from his heart. There was no one else in the room but them, everyone and everything had vanished for them.

When he returned to his seat, Tori had tears in her eyes. "That was beautiful, Dustin." He took her hand in his. The waiter came at that moment, and he had a small cake, and he put it before Tori. Tori looked at it. In small writing, it said..will you marry me? in the middle was a diamond ring. Tori looked up at Dustin, and she had the brightest smile, he had ever seen on her face. He got out of his chair, and went down on one knee by her chair, taking her hand in his.

"Tori, the first and last love of my life, will you marry me?" Tori took a deep breath, and she nodded. He picked out the ring from the cake, and he placed it on her finger.

"Yes!. I will marry you. I love you so much Dustin." She stood up as he did. She moved quickly and flung herself in his arms. Their lips met in a passionate kiss. They did not hearing the clapping around the room, or the murmurs about first love.