A/N: We got the nickname "Lando" from LOTR extra stuff on the DVD. It's what Viggo called Orlando a lot. So we didn't just come up with the nickname. Hope you enjoy this chapter!

CHAPTER 4

Early the next morning Allie walked quietly into the room across the hall from hers. Immediately, she noticed her roommates still sound asleep, Brooke next to the door and Liz on the other side sprawled out clutching her stuffed Stitch doll. Allie tip-toed past Brooke's bed and stood next to Liz trying not to laugh at the pool of drool gathering on her friend's pillow. She grabbed Liz's shoulders and gently shook her awake. Liz groaned.

"Leave me alone," she said, pulling her blankets over her head. Allie pulled them away.

"Do you know what he's planning?" Allie asked excitedly.

"What are you talking about?" Liz asked tiredly. Glancing at the clock, Liz glared at her friend. "It's 8:04 in the morning! Come back in a few hours!" She grabbed the blankets from Allie and once more pulled them over her head.

"Oh, come on, Liz! You've got to know something about what Johnny's planning!"

"No, I don't! You think anybody tells me anything? I've got a big mouth. Now GO AWAY!"

"Well, Lando did tell me to come wake you up. I'm just following orders." Liz lifted the blankets so that Allie could see the skeptical look on her face.

"Yeah. Uh-huh. Sure."

"He did! He's really in the living room this time!"

"You've got five seconds to get out of my room." Brooke lifted her head off of her pillow.

"Would you two shut up?" she asked, then went back to sleep. Allie threw up her hands in defeat.

"Fine! I'm leaving!" She walked out of Liz's room and went into the living room. "Lando, would you kindly go get her up for me? For some reason she didn't believe me when I told her that you were here." Orlando looked confused.

"Why didn't she believe you?" he wanted to know. Allie looked sheepish.

"Well, it might have something to do with the fact that I've told her that you were here a few times before when you really weren't so that I could get her out of bed." Orlando raised an eyebrow.

"How many times have you done that?" he asked.

"Only once or twice," Allie said innocently. Orlando just gave her a look, and Allie grinned meekly. "Okay, so it was more like five or six. She might tell you twelve, but she stopped believing me after about number six." Orlando laughed and started walking towards the back of the apartment.

"Alright, I'll go get her," he said. Quietly opening Liz's door, he saw her lying peacefully on her bed, holding her doll. He grinned. "This is the first time I've ever been jealous of a stuffed animal," he said. Liz slowly opened one eye and then the other. She blinked a few times, as if trying to process what he had said.

"You are here," she said with a smile. "Allie was actually telling the truth this time." Orlando laughed quietly and leaned in to give her a kiss. Liz quickly pulled the blanket up over her mouth. When Orlando looked confused, she explained, "Morning breath," as though it was obvious. The words were slightly muffled by the blanket that was still covering her mouth. Orlando reached over and gently pulled the blanket back down, then kissed her anyways. After a moment, Liz pulled back. "Ew, I can't believe you just did that!" Orlando laughed again.

"If I don't mind, then you shouldn't mind," he said tracing her bottom lip with his thumb a few times.

"What are you doing here?" Liz asked, still half-asleep. Orlando smiled gently.

"Well, Princess, I wanted to take you out to breakfast before I actually have to leave." Liz pouted.

"All fairy tales must come to end, huh?" She threw the blankets off of herself and climbed out of bed. "I might as well get up and make the most it before you leave," she said. He watched her as she began retrieving clothing from her closet.

"I'll let you get ready by yourself…unless you need some help," he said knowing what the answer would be. He loved joking around with her. Liz grinned and gave him the look. "I didn't think so. I'll be waiting for you out in the living room," Orlando told her trying not laugh as he left the room. Liz followed close behind with her outfit in hand. Orlando heard her and turned around. "Where are you going?" Liz rolled her eyes at him.

"To the bathroom to take a shower…" Orlando's eyes lit up mischievously, but before he could get anything out of his mouth Liz spoke up, "…and no, Mr. Bloom I don't need any help." This time he did laugh and without saying anything else went down the hall to the living room.

When Liz walked out of the bathroom (fully dressed and clean) and into the living room, she found Allie interrogating Orlando about the upcoming evening with Johnny .

"Oh, come on, Lando! He must of told you something about what he's planning tonight!" Orlando just grinned this really annoying (at least in Allie's opinion) grin.

"I don't know anything," he repeated.

"Liar! I know that you know something!" Allie yelled. Orlando smirked.

"Yeah. But I'm not telling." Allie threw up her hands in disgust.

"Stupid actor!" She grabbed the cordless phone. "That's it. I'm calling Johnny!" Allie punched in the numbers to Johnny's cell phone. It rang a few times before the voice mail picked up.

"Allie darlin', I don't even know why you're calling me. I'm not telling you anything. Just be ready by 6:30 tonight. Love you!"

"What! Johnny, you dork! You'd better be here at 6:30 or I'll die of curiosity!" Allie said after the beep had sounded after the voice mail message. She hung up the phone, then threw it across the room, making sure that it landed on the couch so that it wouldn't break. Orlando and Liz laughed, not even trying to hold it in.

"Oh, shut up. Both of you!"

"Well, I guess that means I won't help you get ready," Liz said. Allie panicked.

"You've got to help me get ready, Liz! I can't curl my hair! I don't know how to use a curling iron!" she said. Liz cracked up once more at her friend's inexperience with beauty supplies.

"I'll tell you what: I can do your hair, and Pretty Boy here can do your make-up," she said with a grin. Allie raised a finger in warning.

"Lando is not coming near me. I can do my own make-up, thank you very much." Orlando snorted,

"Well, Pretty Boy doesn't want to help you anyways." Orlando paused when he heard Allie mutter Prissy Elf under her breath but, choosing to ignore her, continued on, "Besides, I only know how to do stage make-up and I'm sure you don't want to look like a clown tonight." Liz was amused by the irritated look that rested on her fiancée's face. Clearly he was upset at being called a "Pretty Boy" especially by her. Orlando turned his attention from Allie to Liz. "What is so funny?" Liz gave him an innocent look.

"Whatever do you mean?" Orlando stepped up so he was right in front of her.

"What was that look for?" Once again Liz played innocent. She shrugged her shoulders, looked up at him, and pulled him close.

"What look?" She asked inches away from his face.

"The look that you w…" Liz quickly cut off his sentence with her lips. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her back. Liz pulled away a few seconds later not wanting to start a make-out session in her living room. She looked him square in the eyes and said,

"You are my Pretty Boy you know, but I'm sorry if I made you mad. You're just so dang hot! I can't help but tease you a little and you are one of the biggest pretty boys in the business right now." Orlando chuckled.

"I guess that's true." He said not liking the fact, "But do you have to call me pretty, too? Can't you use something more manly like: handsome or good-looking. Being called pretty is not a compliment for a guy." Liz smiled and ruffled his hair. She had never seen him so worked up over anything so small. Then realization hit her.

"It must be hard." Orlando looked at her quizzically. Liz pressed on with her new theory. "Going from a life at sea where no one cares what you look like or even has a clue that you exist, to a life where you are one of the most gorgeous well know men on the planet, always having to look your best and act the part. I guess it just hit me how hard it must be." Liz looked at him with understanding in her eyes. "And I guess I wouldn't want to be called pretty either when I used to be considered dangerous and fierce. I swear I won't call you pretty or beautiful ever again." He was silent as he stood there staring at her tenderly. The silence was making Liz a little nervous, she wasn't sure if what she said had made any sense. Then suddenly, he swooped her into his arms and hugged her firmly spinning her around the room a few times before setting her down. Orlando then tilted her chin upward so he was staring intently at her.

"That's why I love you so much. You are the only person in this whole universe who understands me and knows what goes on in my head without me even saying a word." He said firmly and then gently brushed his lips on hers. Next he pulled back and stared at her once again as if she were the most important person in the world, softly rubbing her cheeks with his thumbs.

They pulled apart when they heard someone clearing their throat behind them. Becky stood in the doorway to the kitchen dressed in her lime green bath robe with curlers in her hair, and fuzzy neon pink slippers.

"I'm sorry if I'm interrupting you but I was wondering if you had any milk, Liz? I'm all out and I didn't have time to go pick some up yesterday and I need to eat some cereal before I go to class." Liz looked at her roommate a little annoyed that her and Orlando's moment had been spoiled, but soon got over it when she noticed how tired Becky looked. Liz had heard Becky up studying for her early English final all night and knew she would have a long day ahead of her. Feeling compassion towards her friend, Liz smiled and answered.

"Yeah. It's the one marked with an 'L.' You can use as much as you need." Becky turned back towards the kitchen and yelled a thank you from inside. Liz smiled once again and started to talk to Allie.

"So Allie, are you ready to go to break-" Liz stopped talking when she realized Allie was nowhere to be seen. "Hmm…I wonder when she left? You don't mind if Allie comes with us do you Lando? She'll need help taking her mind off of Johnny." Orlando pouted and whined like a little kid.

"You mean I have to share you? I don't know how well I can live with that."

"Get your coat. We'll be out in a sec." She shook her head as she walked back to Allie's room. Liz knocked on the pirate covered door. No response. She knocked again. Same thing. Liz slowly opened the door and grinned when she saw Allie laying on the bed with her headphones over her ears and reading her book. Liz waited for Allie to realize she was there. After about a minute Allie looked up and removed the headphones from her head.

"Are you and Orlando done being sappy?" she joked. "After you kissed the boy to make him stop asking questions I thought it best I left. Although it did give me a new insight. If I want Johnny to stop talking all I've got to do is kiss the fool. Genius Liz. Pure Genius." Liz looked at her friend amused. Then walked over and sat on the bed next to Allie.

"Your mind is crazy girl. Anyways, I was just wondering if you'd like to come to breakfast with Lando and I? Then we can play hooky and go shopping for a new outfit for you to wear to dinner tonight. Plus, it will keep your mind off of Johnny and make the time go by much faster." Allie only had to think for a second. She stood up, grabbed her purse, and headed for the door.

"Aren't you coming?" Liz followed suite and walked into the hall. The girls entered the living room and saw Orlando standing near the door , car keys in hand, ready to go. Without saying a word he opened the door and motioned them out. They walked out into the sunshine and almost immediately Liz turned around to go back inside. She bumped into Orlando who was closing the door behind them. He grabbed her arms steadied her so she wouldn't fall from the force of their collision.

"Where are you going now?"

"I forgot my purse on my dresser," Liz said matter-of-factly.

"You know I'll pay for breakfast, Princess."

"I know. But Allie and I are planning to go shopping afterwards."

"You also know that I will buy you whatever you need, right?"

"Orlando. You know how I feel about spending your money. I'm not with you for that and I don't want other people to see me spending your money and think that that's why I am with you."

"Liz…"

"Orlando," she answered right back. Figuring it wasn't worth arguing over anymore, and knowing that Liz was much to stubborn to give in, Orlando just turned around an reopened the door for her. Thirty seconds later Liz was back outside purse in hand. He offered her his arm and they continued on together down the stairs to the parking lot. Allie was already there waiting.

"Get lost?" she asked the couple. Orlando answered for them.

"No. The ever prideful Liz insisted on being a modern day independent woman and had to go get her purse." Allie just looked at the two and kept a giggle to herself.

"I'm not even going to ask. Anyways, while you guys were taking your time to get down here I figured you both should ride in Lando's car and I'll drive Liz's. That way you can leave when you need to Orlando and don't have to worry about taking Liz and I home before your flight. Then Liz and I can just ride home together when we're done at the mall." Liz looked at Allie worriedly.

"Good idea, Allie. But are you sure you want to drive my car? The breaks have been acting up lately. You'll have to go easy on them." Allie swung at the air to show it was no big deal, while Orlando made a mental note to have Liz's car fixed.

"I'll be fine. Plus, you guys need some time alone without me before he leaves," Allie said pointing to the heartthrob. Liz frowned slightly when she was reminded that Orlando would be going back to Britain today but quickly shrugged it off. She didn't want to be miserable in their last few hours together.

"Okay…if you're sure. So where do we want to go eat?" Liz asked changing subject. They stood in silence while each tried to think of a suitable place.

"How about that restaurant near the movie theater? I forget what it's called." Orlando asked. Liz thought about it then shook her head no.

"Actually baby, I'm not really that hungry. I don't usually eat in the morning. Remember?" Orlando looked at her a little concerned.

"I'm sorry I forgot. But you should make sure you get something to eat in the mornings. Breakfast is the most important meal of the day. Anyhow, where would you like to go then?" Liz looked at Allie asking for a suggestion.

"Oh no. This is your guys' date. I'm just tagging along. You have to decide." Liz then tried once again to think of a place they could go. Suddenly her face lit up.

"I know the perfect place. We can go to that little diner by the airport. That way Lando won't have to rush either. And I can just get a muffin or something small." Having chosen where they were going to eat, they split up, got in the cars, and started towards the diner.

When they pulled into the small parking lot Liz was relieved to see there weren't many cars there. She sighed as Orlando shut off the car and walked around to open the door for her. He offered his hand to help her out and remained holding it as they walked to the entrance to wait for Allie.

"There aren't too many people here. Maybe no one will recognize you," Liz said hoping it were true. Being the drama queen that she is, Liz loves the attention that they receive when they go out. But every once in awhile she wished they could just be a normal couple and not have people stare at them as they ate or interrupted them every other minute for autographs when they went to the movies or worry about who was taking pictures of them from behind the bushes when they went for a walk. But wishful thinking is what it was. I know I have to share him with the world, he doesn't belong to just me, she thought to herself. Without thinking Liz gave an exasperated sigh. Orlando's eyebrows raised causing his forehead to wrinkle.

"Penny for your thoughts?" Liz looked up at him to answer but was interrupted when Allie appeared and declared that she was hungry. Orlando agreed and the three entered the diner and asked for a table.

A few hours later the girls were arriving at the mall, Liz almost in tears.

"It will be okay, Liz," Allie said trying to comfort her friend. "You'll see him soon. He promised. Remember? He said he wouldn't stay away for longer than three weeks at the most." Liz nodded her head, patted her hair, and smiled. She didn't want to dampen Allie's happy mood with her sadness. So she was determined to have a good day out with her friend. They both stepped out of the car and headed towards the doors.

"Where to first?" Allie asked looking around at all the stores. Liz shrugged her shoulders.

"Well, that depends. What kind of outfit do you want?" Allie thought for a moment then started describing what she wanted.

"I want a dress. Johnny's hardly ever seen me in one and I'd like to knock him for a loop. I want it to be simple, but stylish. I want to look…oh what's the word I'm looking for…" Liz interjected,

"Classy." Liz said knowing precisely what her friend meant. Allie nodded. "This way." Liz led Allie around the mall taking her to this shop and that to no avail. They couldn't find the dress that they were looking for. Not that they knew exactly what they were looking for, but they would know when they found it. After three and half hours Allie was ready to give up. They had almost been to what seemed like every store in the building.

"Liz, I'll just wear something I've already got."

"C'mon, let's just try this one last place," she said as they walked into Randi's:a new store that had just opened for women. The girls maneuvered to the back of the store where the more formal dresses were located. Instantly, Liz's eyes were drawn to the most beautiful red dress she had ever seen. It was a square cut neckline with capped sleeves, and it had an empire waste line that was slightly gathered around the bust. Then it flowed out nicely all the way down to the floor and over the skirt was a glistening sheer fabric that made it practically twinkle. Before Liz could walk over to examine the dress up close, she heard Allie give a small cry. Liz turned around an ran to her friend's side. "What's wrong?" Allie was jumping up and down.

"I found it. I found it," she kept saying over and over.

"Calm down Allie, found what?" Allie settled down long enough to hold up a light blue dress.

"This is the one." Liz grinned at how girly Allie was being.

"Well you better go try it on then." Liz looked longingly back at the red dress, then followed Allie to the dressing room. They walked in and Liz sat down on the bench. Allie stood there for a second. "What are you waiting for? Go see what it looks like." A few minutes later Allie emerged from the dressing room swathed in blue taffeta. The dress was simple, but beautiful. It had a swoop neckline and three quarter sleeves. It flowed down to mid-calf from a princess waste line and swirled around when she walked. It brought out the blue in her eyes magnificently. The only problem was it was a little too big. "Allie dear, it looks great. But I think it's a little big. Let me go get the next size down." Allie looked in the mirror and agreed.

"You're probably right. But don't worry about it. I'll get it. There's something else I want to check out. I'll be right back." She quickly changed back into her clothes and put the dress on the hanger so she could exchange the sizes. Shortly Allie returned holding two dresses: her own and the red one that Liz had been looking at earlier. Her jaw dropped and Allie smiled. "I saw you coveting this before and thought you might like to try it on. It will look amazing on you." Liz was short for words, which was a rare occurrence.

"Allie…I…I can't try it…"

"Shut up and try it on. What can it hurt?" Inside Liz groaned. If she tried it on it would make her want it even more. Allie interrupted her thoughts. "Try it on while I try this new size." With that both girls went into the stalls and tried on their dresses. Liz stepped into her dress and zipped herself up. She took a deep breath and turned around to look in the mirror. What she saw shocked her. She absolutely felt stunning. The dress even looked better on her than on the hanger. As soon as she walked out of her dressing room she saw Allie in her dress that now fit properly.

"Wow…Allie, you look great. Johnny is gonna love it," Liz said, happy her friend finally found the perfect dress. Allie smiled and blushed slightly. Allie then looked at Liz and said,

"Well, Mr. Bloom will have no room for complaints with that dress. It was made for you, Liz." Liz's smile died and she looked down at the floor. Allie noticed and quickly rushed to her friend's side. "Liz? What's wrong?" Liz sighed, then looked back up at Allie.

"I can't buy this dress. I don't have the means to do so. Allie, I still haven't paid for this month's rent. Besides, I would have nowhere to wear it. I just tried it on for fun." Allie started laughing. "What's so funny?" Allie quickly got control over her giggles and answered her friend.

"Well, first of all, how much is the dress? Second of all, sorry to tell you, but Orlando already gave Brooke your share of the rent. Thirdly, you are marrying Orlando Bloom. I'm sure you will have lots of opportunities to wear something like that in the near future." It took a while for what Allie said to sink in.

"Orlando paid my rent?" Liz questioned. Allie nodded in response.

"Liz, how much is the dress?" Liz shrugged her shoulders.

"I don't know. I didn't even bother to look at the price tag." Allie walked up to Liz and grabbed the tag dangling from under Liz's arm.

"230." Liz's eyes widened.

"230? As in dollars?"

"Yep." Liz started to panic. Walking back to the dressing stall Liz exclaimed,

"I have better get this off before I do some damage and have to pay for it." Allie was entertained by her friend's reaction and called her back over to the mirror.

"Liz, you are getting this dress." Liz just stared at her like she was a nutcase.

"Haha, Allie, very funny. I don't even have 100 dollars with me let alone 230." Allie grinned impishly and went to her purse and pulled out 4 one hundred dollars bills and handed them to Liz. Liz's jaw dropped. "Where did you get this?"

"Um…when you went to the bathroom at breakfast Lando gave it to me and told me to make sure you got everything you wanted. He didn't want you to go without." Liz sighed.

"That rascal. I told him I didn't want his money." Allie waved the thought away.

"He wants to take care of you Liz. Plus, it's not like he's hurting for money, he's got plenty. And if he doesn't spend it on you what else is he going to spend it on? Huh? He likes making you happy. So just oblige him and let him be happy by making you happy. Besides, if you don't take the money and buy the dress, I'm just going to buy it for you anyway with the same money." Liz knew Allie was right, so she caved in and accepted the money, making a memo to herself to call Orlando as soon as she got home to thank him. "Oh and Liz, you really should talk to that boy about travelers checks. It's not safe to carry around as much cash as he does."

After purchasing their dresses and then finding shoes that matched, the girls made their way back to the apartment to get Allie ready for the evening. By the time they got there it was 5:30 and they only had an hour to primp. But soon Allie was just about ready. Becky was just finishing the last touches on her manicure and Liz was curling the last few strands of hair.

"Done." Liz announced with a few minutes to spare, as she gave one last look to her creation. Allie had a side part that swooped over her forehead and half of her hair was piled on top of her head in soft curls, while the bottoms where curled slightly out. Allie stood up, looked in the mirror, and smiled. Then she hugged her roommates.

"Thank you guys so much. I am very grateful for all you've done." There was a knock at the door, and the three girls heard Brooke open it and let Johnny in. Allie took a deep breath and said, "Wish me luck." Becky and Liz smiled at her as she walked out into the living room.

For a few moments, Johnny couldn't move. All he could do was stand there and stare. Allie grinned as she walked up to him. He blinked and shook his head slightly to bring himself out of his daze.

"You look absolutely stunning, darlin'," Johnny said, taking Allie's hand and placing a light kiss upon it. Allie blushed slightly, but smiled.

"Well, I've got Becky and Liz to thank for that. They helped me get ready." Johnny turned to Becky and Liz.

"I owe you two dinner," he told them. Liz laughed and pointed a finger at him.

"I'll hold you to that," she warned. "Now get going you two. Allie is about to die of curiosity." Johnny mock saluted her.

"Yes, ma'am." He turned to Allie. "Ready to go?" he asked. Allie grinned and nodded.

"Johnny, I've been ready since 8AM." Johnny laughed, placed a hand on the small of her back, and started guiding her out the door.

"Bye guys!" Allie called over her shoulder.

"That was an interesting message that you left me this morning, luv," Johnny said as he opened the passenger door for Allie. She looked somewhat sheepish.

"Well, can you blame me?" she asked with a laugh as she slid in. "All you had told me was to be ready by 6:30, that you had something really special planned for tonight, and to wear something nice," she pointed out as Johnny started up the car. They drove a few minutes in silence before Allie spoke up, her curiosity getting the best of her.

"So, where are we going?" she asked. Johnny simply glanced over at her, a small smirk playing across his lips as he shook his head. "Why do I even bother?" Allie asked. "Lando wouldn't tell me anything either."

"Good for him," Johnny said as they pulled into the Starlite Café parking lot. Taking Allie's hand, he led her behind the café where the outside eating area was located. Allie gasped as the place came into view.

Hundreds of lit candles were scattered about, giving off a soft glow. A single table was set for two. Johnny grinned, fully enjoying Allie's reaction. He guided her over to the table and pulled out her chair for her. After they were both seated, a waiter came up.

"Good evening. My name is Steve and I'll be you waiter for the evening. Can I start you off with something to drink?"

"Do you have shakes?" Allie asked. Steve smiled.

"We have chocolate, strawberry, and vanilla," he listed.

"Could I have a chocolate shake and a cup of water?" Allie asked. Steve nodded.

"Of course," he said, writing it down. Then he turned to Johnny. "And for you sir?"

"I'll have a rum on the rocks," Johnny said. Allie frowned for a brief moment, but didn't say anything. She really didn't want to ruin the evening by getting into an argument over what Johnny chose to drink.

"This night has been amazing, Johnny," Allie said after they had eaten their dinner. Johnny grinned.

"It's about to get better, darlin'," he said. Before Allie could ask what he meant, Johnny had motioned Steve over and whispered something in his ear. With a nod, Steve walked away again. A moment later, a man who looked like a young Richard Gere, but cuter and with curlier hair, walked up to the table. Someone started playing the piano, and the man started to sing a song in Italian that Allie recognized as being from Liz's Josh Groban CD. She didn't know what the words meant, but that was okay. It sounded romantic enough.

Johnny got up from the table and walked over to Allie's side.

"Care to dance?" he asked, holding out an hand. With a smile, Allie took his hand and stood up. Johnny led her to the middle of the floor, and they started to dance. Allie looked up at Johnny.

"Josh Groban sings this," she said. Johnny looked at her strangely.

"Yes, he does." Then realization dawned. "You do know that's Josh Groban over there, right?" he asked. Allie's head whipped around to look at the man singing.

"No way," she said, holding back a laugh. "You've got to be kidding me!" Johnny laughed and shook his head. "Oh my gosh! Liz is going to be so jealous!" She turned back to Johnny. "Wow. This is amazing!" Johnny pulled her closer.

"I'm glad you like it, luv," he said. They danced for a few more songs before Josh had to leave. Allie thanked him profusely for coming, and got an autograph for Liz. Johnny thanked him as well. After he left, Johnny turned to Allie.

"There's something I want to talk to you about," he said seriously. Allie nodded, feeling somewhat nervous.

"Okay," she said. Johnny took a deep breath, collecting his thoughts.

"I have loved you for so long," he began. "The first moment I saw you, I somehow knew that you were different; that you were special. I am so thankful that I was given the opportunity to get to know you as well as I have. And I hope that I can continue to get to know you for years to come. I can't imagine spending the rest of my life with anyone else but you." He paused for a moment before continuing. "I guess what I'm trying to say is…" In one swift move, he pulled the box out of his pocket, flipped it open and got down on one knee. "Will you marry me?"

It had all happened so fast that Allie hadn't really realized what was happening until Johnny asked the question. For a moment she simply stood there in shock. Then she shook her head slightly to bring her back to reality.

"What? I'm sorry, could you repeat that last sentence? I'm not quite sure I heard you correctly," she asked with a strange grin on her face.

"What did you think I said?" Johnny asked, somewhat amused.

"I could have sworn you said 'Will you marry me?'," Allie said. She was pretty sure that was what he had said, considering he was on one knee on the ground and holding an open ring box.

"That would be correct," he said with a grin.

"You want to marry me?" When he nodded, Allie continued. "Why?" Johnny's grin vanished, only to be replaced with a look of exasperation.

"Did you not listen to a word I said before that?" Johnny asked.

"Oh, no, I heard it. And it was the sappiest thing I've ever heard in my entire life, and I loved every word. But you're Johnny Depp, the sexiest man alive in 2003, and I'm a nobody from Springfield, Virginia," Allie reminded him.

"See, that's where you're wrong, luv," Johnny said, sounding like Jack. "I'm Captain Jack Sparrow, and I'm askin' me bonny lass to marry me, who is far from being a nobody." Allie's eyes filled up with tears.

"Of course I'll marry you. I can't believe that you even had to ask," she said, laughing and crying at the same time. Johnny grinned broadly, got up, and slid the pearl ring onto her finger. Three small diamonds sat on two sides of the pearl, which was set upon a golden band.

"It's beautiful," Allie whispered, looking at the ring. Johnny tilted her chin up so that she was looking at him.

"Not as beautiful as you are," he said softly, before leaning in and kissing her slowly. For the next few minutes, they were the only two people in the entire world.