Title: After the Finale
Spoilers: Series 6, but not much else.
Disclaimer: The characters and show are certainly not mine, but while the BBC aren't using them, I'll have a bit of a play
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Isobel screamed as she felt Paul's arms snake round her waist and pull her soundly down to the soft sand.
"That's not fair!" she exclaimed, recovering herself, "I had already been running. I was tired! I was never going to outrun you!"
"Well, you know what they say. All's fair in love," he told her, sitting up on the sand.
"And war," she finished, sitting up next to him.
"No, just love," he repeated, putting an arm round her shoulders and smiling down at her. She smiled back and leaned into him, trying to decipher what he was up to.
After a few moments silence, staring out at the setting sun, Isobel looked at the man sat next to her, "What happened with Lucy? Only last week her mum was buying a hat for your wedding."
Paul kept his eyes firmly on the sky, "She told me she helped Donald cheat in the contest, then that she loved me."
"Ouch. So you dumped her?" she asked, turning her own eyes back to the sunset.
"Well, not as such. I was so angry that I was about to, but she said if I loved her I would be able to forgive her. Problem was that I couldn't."
"Forgive her?"
"Love her."
"Poor girl. She was really smitten with you. How did she take it?"
"Really well actually. She said she'd always known deep down. Always known that I couldn't love her, because…" he trailed off.
Isobel looked at him as she heard the sentence finish, "Because of what?"
Paul took a deep breath and cupped her face in his hand, "Because of you, Isobel. Because it's always been you." Isobel's smile reached both her ears, but was quickly wiped off her face by the kiss that Paul initiated. His hands found her waist again and hers, the back of his neck. And when the kiss ended, the smile returned to Isobel's face.
"I knew that that Lucy was smart."