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Joanne continued to hold her girlfriend close, rubbing her arms to ease her shaking. Maureen sobbed and cried into Joanne's shoulder.

"Why, Mo..?" Joanne asked.

Maureen was now coughing so hard from crying, and her arm had began to itch from the dry blood. She didn't want to talk, but she knew she had to explain to Joanne before their relationship got any worse.

"I...I was afraid I was going to loose you...and I guess, this was the only way I could deal with it." Maureen admitted, pulling the towel off her arm, to look at the damage. Joanne gasped when she saw it, her face scrunching up as she held back tears.

Joanne wasn't sure what to say back. Was there anything she COULD say to make Maureen feel better? Of course Joanne loved her, there was no doubt about that. But how could she possibly explain why she had been ignoring her for the past few months? She was going to have to try...

"You're not going to loose me. I promise. I love you entirely too much to let you go. I know I've been distant lately, but that's because all I do is work, and it stresses me out..and..." She sighed and bit her bottom lip. "..I know it's not a good enough reason for why I've been like I've been. But, Mo, I love you and you can't keep doing this to yourself." Joanne lifted Maureen's wounded arm to her mouth and gently kissed it.

Maureen looked up at her, her body still slightly shaking from crying so hard. "But doing this opened your eyes."

Joanne's heart sank. Did Maureen really have to nearly kill herself for her to see how much Maureen loved her? Apperently so.

"Mo, you could've just talked to me." Joanne began before getting cut off.

"No, I couldn't. I tried to talk to you, Joanne. But all you wanted to do was sleep, or study for a case. I couldn't communicate with you and it made me feel like we were falling apart..." Maureen went silent.

"Love is the slowest form of suicide. And I'd die for you." She whispered, a single tear falling from her eye and landing on her bottom lip.

Joanne kissed the tear off her lip and let the tears that she was holding in flow out. She wrapped her arms around the diva and pulled her close, kissing her lightly on the neck.

"Baby, I'm so sorry." She choked out, her fists balling up around Maureen's shirt. "I'm so fucking sorry."

Maureen wrapped her arms around her waist and held her why she cried.

"Promise me you'll never leave me." Maureen whispered in her ear.

Joanne lifted up her head, and wiped her eyes before meeting Maureen's gaze.

"Marry me." Joanne said softly, feeling more tears coming.

Maureen smiled for the first time in what seemed like forever. "Seriously?" She asked in amazement.

"Yes, marry me!" Joanne said a little louder.

"Oh my God, Jo." Maureen flung her arms around her again and cried...happy tears this time.

"Will you? Will you be my wife, forever?"

"Yes. Forever and always."

Both girls let out excited, giddy laughs, hugging and kissing eachother. After getting that out of their system, Maureen stood up and pulled up Joanne with her.

"How about we go bandage up this arm and I'll show you just how much I love you." Joanne said, leading her now fiance, down the hallway.

Maureen just let Joanne guide her with a smile on her face. She wasn't loosing Joanne after all, they were going to get married and live happily ever after. She was going to make sure of that.

Oh sweet mother of Mosses. That was the worst story ever. I seriously understand if you don't review. LOL. Kidding. Review if you want..thanks to the people who actually read and reviewed! xoxo