Rays of early morning sun filtered through the window of Misa Amane's hospital room. She awoke, at what might have been a time too early for her to be awake at all. She grimaced as her head pounded with the headache that had yet to go away, hoping the nurse would come soon to give her something for her pain. Turning her head- which was quite a feat considering how badly she was hurting- she saw Light, slumped over in a chair beside her bed and snoring softly. She smiled. He hadn't left her all night.
She reached out to set her hand gently on his knee, trying not to wake him. She needed to feel him, to know that he was there. She knew that she would be safe as long as he was with her, and she needed that feeling right now. Her free hand moved to her stomach, as she thought about their baby. During her whole ordeal, that's what had scared her the most. More than never seeing Light again, even. That something would happen to their baby and it would be her fault because she couldn't protect them.
The thought put a lump in her throat, and she tried to swallow it but found herself unable to. Her eyes watered with the beginnings of tears and she couldn't stop herself from crying. She had never been so scared in her entire life. Her body began to shake with her silent sobs.
The vibrations from her sobs woke Light, and he looked to see Misa sobbing. Through the haze of sleepy confusion, the sight managed to break through to him, and immediately he stood up and went over to her, wrapping his arms around her.
"What's wrong, Misa?"
She sobbed into his shoulder. "Light, I was so scared!"
He pressed a kiss to her temple. "I know, baby. But you're safe now. You both are. And I'll never let you go again." He promised.
"I'm so sorry." She sobbed. "If anything happened to our baby it would have been my fault."
"It wouldn't have. Misa, none of this was your fault. Please, don't do this to yourself."
"I can't help it. I've lost nearly everybody I've loved already and to even think about losing our baby…"
He held her tighter. "I know." He said softly. "I feel the same way."
He held her as she cried. For a long time the only sounds that filled their room were the beeping of machinery and her quiet sobbing. When she finally calmed down, he spoke again.
"Misa?"
"Yeah?" She asked, using a tissue to wipe her nose and eyes.
"I know we said we'd wait a few weeks before we went to the courthouse, but I don't want to wait anymore. When I think of all we could have lost, it made me realize how precious together our time is. I don't want to spend another minute without you by my side."
She looked at him. "What are you saying?"
He got down on one knee, holding her hands. "Misa Amane, will you marry me?"
And suddenly she was crying all over again, but for a good reason. "Yes. Of course I will." She said, and leaned over to kiss him. When the kiss broke apart, they were both smiling.
"I thought you'd never ask." She smiled.
He couldn't help the cocky grin that came across his face. "I did."
She laughed, but winced when it hurt her head. He noticed, and rubbed his thumb over her hand to try and give her some small comfort.
Thankfully, a nurse came in shortly after with her pain medication.
The two of them were chattering happily with one another.
"You know, I really don't want to wait." She said. "It's gonna be hard staying in the hospital when I could be marrying you!"
He smiled. "I know, but we should have our friends and family there. I wouldn't want them to miss it. Can you imagine Matsuda's face as I make the world's most beautiful woman my bride?"
She smiled and leaned into kiss him. "He'll be jealous."
"Everyone will be jealous. I'm counting on it."
"I'll have to go shopping to find the perfect dress." She mused.
"It doesn't have to be perfect. Anything you wear is perfect in my eyes. We could get married in our pajamas and you'd still be the most beautiful woman on earth."
She smiled. "And just think, when I wear an actual wedding gown at our wedding, we'll be a family."
He grinned widely at the thought, placing a hand on her stomach. "I can't wait for that."
"We'll have a tiny little flower girl to spread petals down the aisle as I walk to forever with you, or a little ring bearer to seal our future together. Can't you see it?"
He smiled, imagining it. "I sure can."
"When I get out of the hospital we'll go home for a night and then the next day we can go to the courthouse."
"You don't want to do it right after?"
"I'd like to spend one night at home again. Besides, we'll need that time to call everyone important to us for the wedding. People have to make arrangements, you know."
"True. I just don't know if I can make myself wait any longer."
"You will. I'll help you. I promise."
"That's what I'm counting on." He said, before he moved to give her a kiss.
He knew it was true. He could always count on her, and would be able to until the day he died. That's what he had wanted in a partner from the beginning. Someone loyal, someone trustworthy, someone who was the perfect fit for him. It seemed absurd for a God to still pray, but he did, asking for someone like him, and he got the answer to his prayers in her. Now all that was left to do was seal the union between them forever.
He couldn't wait.