Grace walked into in the front door of the apartment. Most of here stuff had been put into the proper places, but there were some lingering boxes that had been left unpacked in the living room. She walked passed them into the kitchen put the ingredients for dinner away. She was thinking about the stipulation in the rules. Marrying Wayne would be thrilling. She loved him and he loved her, but forever is a long time. What if, in a few year they tired of each other? What if something happens to one of them in the line of duty? Just then her phone rang.

"Van Pelt, oh hi mom… no, I was just getting dinner ready. I'm feeling a bit tired. Yeah, we have an appointment tomorrow. How's Daddy? That's nice. When do you guys leave for Scotland? Ok, well if I don't talk to you before Friday I love you and have a safe trip. I have to get going and start dinner… I will mom… love you, bye"

Grace placed the phone back on the charger and began to gather what she needed to make the dinner. As she was chopping veggies she thought about her family. Her mom and dad were her foundation. They loved and supported her. She didn't know Wayne whole past, but she knew that he had been in the system until he was 12 when his grandmother found him and took him in. He never spoke of his past, except that when he was lucky enough to have a family he was going to be there for them. She set the Ratatouille to simmer and went to change.

After changing into yoga pants and a t-shirt she decided to strip and make the bed. As she was replacing the pillows on Wayne's side of the bed she noticed a box on his night stand. As it is human nature to be curious, she opened it. Inside was the companion of the ring he wore; where his was red tourmaline ruby ring set into an 18K white gold band with five Fleur de Lys, its companion was a bit thinner and had a Ruby set between two Fleur de Lys. Grace's mouth dropped to the floor and her heart stopped. These were family heirlooms. She remembers the story of the ring, Wayne grandfather had acquired them in France during World War two as a gift from a family he had stayed with. The rings were old. It was near the bed. Had he been thinking about asking her? Even before Lisbon's idea?

"Grace… I'm home"

"K… I'll be out in a minute."

She replaced the box and walked out to greet the man she loved. About 4 steps out the door. She felt a razor sharp pain in her side. She screamed and collaped

Rigsby ran to her. "grace… are you ok? Grace, talk to me!"

"I'm ok. I have pain like cramps. I think I should go to the doctor. Wayne, this is like the last time." Her voice trembled and tears welled

"its ok sweetie, I'll take care of you. I'll call the doctor."

Rigsby dialed the phone and talked to the OB nurse for a few minutes.

"ok, tomorrow morning we are going to go in for blood tests and an ultra sound. Everything will be ok"

"I'm so sorry Wayne."

"Oh, Grace its not your fault. Its nature. Are you ok? Come lay down."

The next morning, grace had an ultrasound that determined that she had lost the baby and she was devastated. She felt like she had failed Wayne. He insisted that what was important was that she was ok. On the ride home she noticed they were heading north out of Sacremento.

"where are we going?"

"Napa. Lisbon gave us a four day weekend, remember?"

"You still want me? You still want to be with me? Even though I lost the baby?"

"Why wouldn't I? I love you. I want to marry you and spend my life with you. I'm sad that we lost a baby that we created, but that was nature and it wasn't our time. We need to work things our at work and figure out things. Not that having a baby was a bad thing, geez, I would have loved to be a dad, but I want you healthy and happy. Grace, look in the glove box…"

she opened it and saw the ring box.

" Marry me, Grace?"