Outside it had turned from a grey, overcast afternoon, to a cold, rainy and dark evening. Still holding hands the two rebels ran down the dark alley, each wholly placing their trust in the other. 'So, where did you plan on going?' Galileo said to Sally, turning back to face her from his position in the lead.

'The wasteland.' Sally smiled at him, 'After that I don't know, I didn't really think that far ahead.'

Galileo laughed, 'You never did plan to leave without me did you?' Sally shook her head, knowing she needed him just as much as he needed her. Galileo laughed again, reassured by the knowledge that she really only had been teasing him, comforted by the fact that he knew she needed him, whether she admitted it or not. 'Marry me.'

'What?' Sally stopped suddenly, releasing his hand.

Galileo turned back towards her, 'Marry me. We love each other don't we? Scara, you mean everything to me, I never want to lose you. I'd do anything for you, I'd go to the end of the earth. Christ, I'd die for you. I'd even be a GaGa if you asked me to. You're the love of my life, you mean so much to me, you don't know just how much you mean to me.' Although it had been a spur of the moment thought he knew he meant every word of it, and knew without a shadow of a doubt that if it was necessary he would die for her. Be a GaGa for her, and they both knew that was worse than death.

Sally surveyed him, arms hanging loosely at his sides, his expression a mixture of dread, sincerity, hope and fear. The now near torrential rain beat down, plastering his messy black hair to his head, running in rivulets off his jacket and splashing on the ground as it hit the concrete road. She slowly walked wordlessly towards him, stopping centimetres away from him and standing on tiptoe wrapped both her arms around his neck, kissing him fully and passionately on the lips. After a long moment they broke away from each other, 'Should I take that as a yes?' Galileo joked.

'No. I don't think you should.' Sally tried to make the sarcasm as obvious as she could, but it seemed to totally by-pass Galileo, who looked horrified. Seeing the look on his face Sally realised he had taken her seriously, 'I'm joking Gazza! Of course I'll marry you!'

'You really mean it?'

Sally sighed, 'Of course I mean it! I love you Gaz.'

'So we're-'

Sally cut him off mid sentence, placing a finger lightly on his lips, 'Yeah.' Galileo bent down, wrapping his arms around her, and picked her up in a two-armed bear hug, spinning her around. Sally laughed, shrieking, 'Gaz! Put me down! You'll drop me!'

Galileo grinned and spun her round faster, 'Trust me.'

'I trust you.'