Emma and Randy were laying on the couch together in their hotel room. They were watching a movie. Randy tapped her on the shoulder. She looked at him.

"Have you given anymore thought about going to the doctor?"

"Yeah." "I think I'm going to."

"Well if you decide to let me know." "I'm coming with you."

"Ok."

"Even if it comes back that we can't have a baby I don't want you to feel bad or sad." "Baby or no I'll still be here and I'll love you all the same."

"I know."

"I can't wait for our little vacation this weekend."

"Me neither." "Puerto Rico's gonna be so much fun."

The next night like they did once a week for the last month, Emma and Randy went on a double date with Becky and John. It wasn't something Emma looked forward to but of course she would never tell Randy that. Every week Emma felt like John was dangling Becky in front of her on purpose. She was going to tell Becky she thought John was just using her but all she had was speculation. They were at a restaurant. Someone was going around selling roses. She came up to their table.

"A rose for the lady?" She asked looking at John.

"Sure." John said.

"Well I can't let you one me up." Randy said. "I'll take one to." They each paid for the roses.

"I could buy a million roses and they wouldn't be as beautiful as you." John said. That made Emma want to throw up.

Emma was so glad when the weekend finally arrived. She just wanted to forget about everything else and have a relaxing weekend with Randy. They just gotten to their room. Emma went out on the baloney. They had a view of the beach.

"This place is beautiful." She said.

It was their second night there. They were having dinner at a private table. It was all lit up with plain colored lights in the trees. It was getting dark. The sky was a light blue color.

"This is so nice." Emma said.

"Yeah it is." "Emma… Randy got up and got down on one knee. He took a little box out of his pocket.

"Oh my god."

"I know this is a little quick but we don't have to get married right away." "I know that you're the one for me." "I want to spend the rest of my life with you." He opened the box. She gasped. He put the box down and started to sign. I love you. Emma Patricia Harper, will you marry me?

"I don't know what to say."

"Say yes."