A/N: This is a short chapter because I decided to make the proposal a stand-alone. My dorky ass actually googled creative marriage proposals and this one popped up and I thought it was perfect for Nick and Sara. I hope you like! And hey wow! Thanks for the reviews – 8 is the most ever! Thanks so much: )

Nick watched from the kitchen counter on a warm spring Saturday evening as he finished off loading the dishwasher. Mally's grounding was finally over with, so she was over at Natalie's for the night. Sara had just taken out a wine class filled with orange juice instead of her usual bubbly of choice. She sat barefoot, her legs perched on the cushion of the porch swing in their backyard. It had a perfect view of the dusk sky, where it was just beginning to show beautiful twinges of purples, reds, and oranges. Nick smiled and took out a beer – hey, he was a guy.

The cicadas were humming their spring song along with a few birds, and some children in the distance giggling. Sara was enjoying the sunset when Nick came out, Budweiser in tow, and sat down at her feet, taking them in his lap.

"Nick, you're such an ass." She laughed. "You bring out a Budweiser around a pregnant lady who can't have one?"

Nick laughed also as he put the rim to his mouth. "What? Just because you're in delicate condition, doesn't mean I can't enjoy a little sweet nectar of the gods."

"You know, when I'm in labor, I'll be begging for one of those. Seriously, make sure I'm knocked out."

"You don't want to experience the bonding throes of pain that is natural childbirth?"

One of Nick's sisters had attempted this, but gave in after only about half an hour.

"Would you like to be kicked in the balls, Nicholas Stokes?"

Nick winced in pain just at the thought, and then smiled down at Sara. He loved her sense of humor and her kind, gentle nature. Slowly, he ran his hands over the tops of her feet.

"Mmmmm…." Sara moaned, closing her eyes.

"You like that?" He whispered in a husky voice.

"Damn right. My feet and my back are really starting to kill me with your children's extra weight in here."

Nick smiled again and started working more intently at her feet, pressing into her soles, kneading gently. He couldn't love her more for carrying his two children and she didn't seem to know how beautiful she looked doing it. Sara was about two months along now and was already showing quite a bit with two in there. Sara's hand lay protectively across her abdomen, gently stroking it as Nick worked his magic on her feet. Nick momentarily leaned down and placed a kiss on one of her big toes, causing Sara to giggle like a little girl.

"That tickles, Nick. Stop." She protested.

"If there's a little girl in there and she giggles like that," Nick reached down and caressed her tummy, "We'll be broke cuz I'll give her whatever she wants." He then leaned over her and pressed a loving, slow kiss to her lips, stilling his hands momentarily.

"Don't you dare stop, Stokes." She smiled into the kiss. Nick sat back up, grinning and turned his attention back to her adorable feet. He traced a little circle around her tiny tattoo where her foot and leg met. Nick thought it was adorable and so sexy. He pressed a gentle kiss to it too, as he kept working.

"What kind of mother will you be if you have tattoes?" He inquired.

"A damn good one." She told him. "Apparently, I'll have to be since you're going to be a pushover."

"Yeah, I guess."

"You seemed to have resisted Mally. She's not spoiled at all."

"Yeah, well. She may have been cute, but if our little girl has eyes like yours, I'm done for."

Sara's heart melted at how sweet he was being. The couple sat in silence for a few minutes as Nick continued, eliciting pleasurable moans every once in a while from the brunette on the swing. They gazed out at the sunset and into each other's eyes, admiring the beauty in both.

When he felt the time was right, Nick reached into his pocket and pulled out a little shiny silver ring, keeping it concealed in his hand as he continued his massage. When she was looking away, Nick gently slipped the ring onto her left index toe and waited for her to notice.

Sara barely felt it, but knew Nick had just placed something on her toe. What the hell? She looked up at him and he looked back with such love and adoration in his eyes. His hands were up near her toes and she couldn't see what was on there. Slowly, he knowingly started moving his hands down centimeter by centimeter, until Sara could see undoubtedly what was there.

Sara let out a tearful gasp when she saw the beautiful diamond ring perched on her toe, bringing a hand to her mouth.

"Nicky?" She looked at him in a combination of confusion, hope, and anticipation.

"Sara…I have known you almost seven years." He started, trying not to get all choked up. "And every day you surprise me with something new and amazing and wonderful about you. And I want to spend every day of the rest of my life with you, finding out new and magnificent things. I loved you since the day I met you, and it's growing each and every day. And the way you are with Mally…I am just in awe at how caring and sensitive you are to her and I can't wait to see how you interact with our own two children."

Sara was sniffling with a few tears running down her face as she looked at the man she adored and loved. Nick then took the ring off of her toe and gently took hold of her left hand. Carefully, he slipped the beautiful sparkling diamond on Sara's finger and looked into her eyes. That diamond had nothing on those eyes.

"Sara Sidle, will you allow me the honor of being your husband? Will you marry me?"

Sara had it and flung her arms around her now fiancée and started sobbing in happiness. Nick's arms went around her back and he stroked softly as she squeezed him tighter, never wanting to let go.

"Oh, Nick!" She sobbed-squealed.

"Is that a yes, then?" He asked into her neck, kissing it softly.

Sara suddenly pulled back, realizing she'd been too caught up in the moment to answer, but her emotional reaction said it all.

"Yes!" She gave him a passionate kiss. "Yes! Yes! Yes!" Sara slapped his biceps excitedly.

"Ow!" He pretended to be hurt, rubbing his muscles. "Are you going to be this abusive when we're married?"

"I'm sorry." She wiped her eyes. "Oh my God! I'm engaged! Holy crap! I have to go call my mother in prison!"

Sara bolted off the swing as Nick laughed out loud at her. Just as she reached the door, though, Sara ran back to the swing and pounced on Nick's lap, straddling his legs. Nick was taken aback as the swing started swinging wildly, but he was quickly distracted by Sara's hot lips on his, kissing with as much fervor and passion as her slim body could. After about fifteen seconds, Sara pulled back and rested her forehead on Nick's.

"I love you, Nick. And I can't wait to be your wife." She reached down for his hand and placed it on her stomach. "And I can't wait for these babies to come and see what a wonderful father they have."

"Not as great as their mom." Nick kissed her back, their tongues meeting and communicating their complete adoration of one another. As Sara went back inside, excitedly asking the warden to put her mother on, Nick sat back and watched as the last of the sun disappeared behind the trees. He couldn't wait for the rest of the night…the next day…and the rest of their lives together.

TBC