This chapter goes pretty quick. I just wanted to get it out of the way. Enjoy.

Chapter Four: It Flies By

Two weeks after Jonathan had suggested the idea that Eva move in with him, Jonathan got his wish. In only a matter of days, Eva began to collect boxes from her closet, Jonathan, and her friends in order to pack up her things. He knew Eva was relieved that she could finally get out of the Narrows and be with someone who loved and appreciated her – someone who would keep her safe. As everyone knew, the Narrows wasn't the safest place to live, especially for someone as brilliantly beautiful as Evangeline Daniels. After school, Jonathan was traditionally over at Eva's almost everyday, assisting her in getting ready. And in two weeks, she was. And as Jonathan witnessed Eva toss the keys to her now ex-landlady, he noticed her do something completely out of her character: she did not kindly bid her goodbye or really say anything to be blunt. To make up for it, Jonathan gave the landlady a slight wave. All he got back was a narrowing of the eyes. He commented to Eva, "She's kind of a snob, isn't she?"

Eva scrunched her face all together, "A flat out bitch. That's what she is, Jonathan."

Jonathan rolled his eyes as he placed the two remaining boxes in the trunk of Eva's car dark blue Jetta. His fiery Eva, never afraid to express her true feelings. He wrapped his arms around her, pulled her into his chest, where he held her tightly.

"Well, you don't have to worry about "bitches" like that anymore, darling. We're starting anew with each other and you're just going to forget about this place." He smiled reassuringly and kissed Eva's forehead lightly. He heard her breathe out through her nose.

"New starts are always good," she said quietly, holding him so he wouldn't leave. They stayed like that for a few minutes until they unglued themselves and got into the car. The fifteen minute drive from Eva's old place to their shared place was taken in silence. Eva and Jonathan were both intellectual people, using quiet moments, like car rides, to think and dwell. It's what Jonathan did the most and was no different on that day. One of the things he thought of was his relationship. Eva and Jonathan were not yet sexual, but he wondered if that would change once they adapted into living together. He clearly recalled a conversation they had about three months ago. They were talking about families, getting married and having children. Eva had told him that it was her dream to settle down and have two children: the eldest, a girl and a younger boy. Just maybe, a younger girl, but Eva wasn't certain. Jonathan wondered if he could be the one Eva would choose to settle down with for the rest of her life and be the man to father her children. He wondered, oh how he wondered.

Jonathan leaned back into the leather seat and rolled his head to the left to look at Eva. He smiled at her, "Hey beautiful."

He saw her blush, a rosy tint climbing up her cheeks.

"What's up?" she asked, trying to ignore the fact that he was staring at her, and Jonathan knew all too well that Eva couldn't concentrate when he was staring at her.

"What?" he responded playfully, "I can't call my lovely darling beautiful?" He smirked slyly. He saw her roll her eyes.

"Oh, you can call me beautiful anytime you want, darling. Anytime when you're not staring at me when I'm driving. You know damn well I can't keep my focus on anything when you stare at me," Eva paused to dwell on her thoughts. Jonathan watched her slowly press down the brake pedal. He took the chance.

"What are you thinking of?" he asked quietly. In the sixth months they had been together, Jonathan grew to discover that Eva couldn't keep a thing from him. She was a horrible liar. He knew this not because she had ever lied to him, but because she could never hide a thing from him. Eva confided everything to Jonathan, and he to her. Well, almost. But Jonathan didn't want to think about that himself, yet alone have it bother Eva.

Eva shook her head, "I've never been like that before. Even when I had to step in front of the largest crowd of people, I didn't freak out. And when you look at me, even for a second, I'm nervous. I'm shaky and scared but so happy at the same time." Eva looked at him, forgetting she was in the middle of a road. "I'm in love with you Jonathan and I don't think I can even bear being with anyone else."

As the stoplight turned from red to green, Eva began to cry. She pressed on the gas and went off. Jonathan rubbed his temples and afterwards shoved his hand into a pocket. The smooth velvet of the box that held the ring Jonathan had just bought a week previous. He knew how early it was in the relationship to purpose to Eva, but he couldn't deny it either. He was hopelessly devoted to Evangeline Marie Daniels and he highly doubted he could stand to see her leave. And she had just confessed the same. Suddenly, the car came to a halt.

They were home. Jonathan decided no more time could be wasted. Jonathan Crane was usually a rational man, but that day, it all went to hell. He jumped out of the car and ran to the driver's side, swinging the door open.

Eva really didn't have time to respond, except to say, "What the hell, Jonathan?"

By that time, Jonathan was on one knee, kneeling at Eva's ballerina flats covered feet. The royal purple velvet box was open. Lying inside was the most beautiful ring Jonathan could find and he prayed Eva would love it as well. Usually, Jonathan had the words for everything to make it just right. But now, he didn't have a thing planned. So he went off on the first thing he could think of.

"Evangeline Marie, I love you more than I've ever dreamed I could. Just before I met you, little things like slow traffic pissed me off, but ever since you've been with me, I haven't given a damn. You've made my life worth more than it's ever been worth before. When I wake up, I know I just won't go to school, come home, work, eat, work more and go sleep. You give me variety. I'm attached to you, I'm in love with you. Your smile sets something off in me that I've never known before. I want you to be there for now until forever," Jonathan took a much needed breath. Eva still sat before him, now with her eyes bulging wide and glistening. He concluded, "Evangeline Marie Daniels, will you do me the honor and be my wife?"

He saw Eva stare at the ring with her lips parted. Suddenly, she threw her face into her hands and began to cry. Jonathan's bright blue eyes widened in fear. He sat up and put his arms around her.

"Oh, darling. I'm sorry if you aren't ready. I just love you, I just want .." Jonathan was forced to stop when Eva threw her arms around him and continued to bawl.

"Yes!" she said into his shirt. Jonathan carefully pulled her away and cradled her face in his hands.

He looked at her straight in the eyes, green to blue and asked, "What do you say?"

Eva closed her eyes tightly and let a few more tears fall out of her eyes, "I said, 'Yes,' Jonathan. Yes, I will marry. Yes, I will stay by you forever." She held him tighter and Jonathan only continued to be in a daze. When it hit him that he was going to be a married man, Jonathan wrapped his arms around Eva again, this time swinging her around in the air and stretched his neck to kiss her. Jonathan laughed in happiness and Eva sniffed away her tears as he set her down in the driveway.

Wiping away the tears, Eva commented, "So this means I'm the future Mrs. Jonathan Crane, doesn't' it?"

Jonathan's grin couldn't' have been wider. "I'm pretty damn sure it does," he grabbed her hands and looked at her lovingly. He still couldn't believe Eva had said yes and that he had actually purposed. It was insane, but Jonathan was eternally thankful the craziness had happened. "I love you, Eva. So much, I don't have words. And that's a tad out of character for me."

Eva unlocked their hands and stepped forward, looking at him deep in the eyes, "As I do, darling. I don't think there isn't much I couldn't do for you." They held each other for a long time, forgetting about time and there, there it was only them. Jonathan felt Eva grip the white cotton of his shirt as she told the world through her motions that he was hers and that she belonged to him.

After a matter of minutes, Eva uncovered her face from Jonathan's shirt and locked at him straight in the eyes. "Jonathan," she said simply.

He tucked two fingers underneath her chin, "Eva."

"I want you to make love to me."

Jonathan raised his eyebrows. "You're forward, aren't you darling?"

She smiled shyly, "Only for you, Jonathan. For your eyes only."

Jonathan returned the smile and kissed her lightly, "Are you sure you want to?" Jonathan knew all too well he wanted to be united body and soul with Eva, but he could not and would not rob her of something so precious.

Her green eyes rolled, "I wouldn't have told you if I didn't want you to, Jonathan." She crossed her arms. "I don't think I've been so sure of something before."

Jonathan sighed, "You're an angel, Evangeline Marie. My angel."

Their hands joined as the walked through the front door of the house that was now to be both Jonathan's and Eva's. Eva leaned against the door, her hand creeping behind her back to lock the door. She wrapped her creamy arms around his neck and whispered back as he began to kiss her passionately, "And you are mine."

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Perhaps a full throttle love scene later. Too early in the story for that. Thanks!