I own nothing apart from Lorelai and the plot

Chapter Eleven

Paul P.O.V

I rubbed my head tiredly; it had been a long day. It was hard to keep my mind focused on the work in front of me and not drifting to what Lorry might be doing. I forced myself to pay attention to everything around me and, while doing so, ignoring the new nurses that eyed me off like I was a piece of meat. None of them would ever compare to Lorry and I resisted the urge to snarl at them.

"Paul!" I heard the all too familiar squeal and groaned.

Some of the doctors who I had become friends with glanced at me amused, "I'm going to assume you've met the new nurse, Sarah?" Matt, one of the younger doctors, asked me.

I gave him an annoyed look, "Who in their right mind would hire her?" I shuddered.

"Paul! It's so good to see you!" She squealed, standing right in front of me and batting her eyes.

I winced, taking a step away feeling awkward and annoyed, "Hi Sarah." I said shortly, turning back to the charts in front of me hoping that she would take the hint.

Of course, that was too much to ask. She leaned against the counter, twirling a piece of her hair in what she thought was flirty. I wanted to puke. "It's so funny that we're both working here together." She said, smiling up at me.

"Yeah, hilarious." I said flatly, glaring at Matt who was behind the counter snickering.

"It must be a sign." She breathed, pressing herself up against me, "We're meant to be together Paul." She said, running her hands up and down my arm.

I jerked away from her glaring angrily, "If you do not leave me alone I will report you for harassment. Just because you stalked me and somehow got a job here does not mean that I'm going to date you or even talk to you." I said shortly.

"But Paul!" She whined, stamping her foot, "We're meant to be. You can't honestly still be with Lorna..."

"Her name is Lorelai and yes I am still with her, not that it's any of your business." I snapped.

She moved closer, "She doesn't need to know."

"Oh I already know just how much of a slut you are." Lorry interrupted.

I jerked away from Sarah, hoping desperately that Lorry didn't think I was interested. Sarah, however, moved closer, putting her hands on my chest, "No, how you think you had a chance with Paul." She said smugly.

I pushed Sarah away from me, feeling angrier than I had in years. I would not let my control be ruined by a bratty girl, "Matt can you get the Chief down for me?" I asked, clenching my fists angrily.

Matt nodded, eyeing me carefully before doing as I asked. Sarah gaped up at me, "Paul, what are you doing?"

"Reporting you as I said I would." I said shortly, "I am not with you. I never will be." I turned to Lorry and she obviously realised I was close to breaking. She took my hand and that was all I needed to be calm again.

"What's the problem?" Chief Alf was looking at me calmly, noticing the tension quickly.

"There's nothing wrong, sir." Sarah said quickly, her voice higher than normal and moved closer to me.

I pushed her away, "Actually there is. I'd like to report her," I pointed to Sarah, "for harassment."

Alf turned to Sarah with a disapproving stare, "It's your first day here and already you're being reported for harassment."

"I haven't done anything!" Sarah insisted frantically, "I just know that Paul and I are perfect for each other..."

"She can't handle the fact that I'm dating someone else. She's been trying to date me for years." I interrupted, "I would appreciate it if she could be as far away from me as possible if she's going to work here."

Alf nodded and asked Sarah to go with him to his office. Sarah followed him like a puppy with its tail between its legs. I turned to Lorry, running my hand through my hair irritated and tired. She smiled, wrapping her arms around my waist and I held her close to me. I nuzzled my nose into Lorry's hair before nodding my thanks to Matt. I signed out and together we left the hospital, my arm wrapped around her shoulders. I was excited to look for apartments together, especially knowing that we had only a few weeks left until we had to be out of our apartments at school.

"Okay, this is the one that I picked out." She said as we went into an apartment building.

Already I didn't like, mainly for the fact that it would be so far away for wherever Lorry would be teaching. I didn't like the thought of us living in an apartment building when we could just as easily rent out a nice house for the same price. We weren't impressed by the place; the pictures had shown everything in better condition than what it actually was. There was mould on the tiles in the bathroom and the kitchen smelt like off milk. We left as quickly as we could and Lorry was much happier about looking at houses now.

After looking at both of the small houses we had a difficult decision to make; the first was a bit smaller but was light and had a nice garden already done in the backyard. The other one, however, had a bigger back yard and the furniture was newer than the first house.

"I say we do rock, paper, scissors to decide." Lorry said once we got back to my room.

I raised an eyebrow in amusement. "Alright, I'll be the second house."

She grinned and held out her hand, "Rock, paper, scissors." She called, doing the movements.

We both chose rock.

I grinned at her as we repeated the action; she won. She jumped up excitedly and ran to call the owner with no hesitation. It didn't matter to me which house we chose, so long as Lorry was happy. Everything would be fine so long as she was happy with where she was. She came back a moment later, throwing her arms around my neck with some difficulty; she was so short.

"I'm glad you're happy." I murmured, kissing her.

She closed her eyes, smiling happily, "We're getting our own place. Well, it's not our own place but it'll be like our own place." She babbled. "I'm tired." She said after a moment.

I laughed quietly, carrying her over to the bed, "What did you do this morning?" I asked her as we curled up on the bed.

"I applied for some teaching positions. One's a couple of blocks from the first house." She murmured her eyes closing as I ran a hand through her hair soothingly.

"Go to sleep babe." I said softly, kissing her head.

She didn't need telling twice.

"I can't believe you guys have your own place already!" Lee whined as he helped carry boxes into the house.

We had ended up getting the first house, and we had recruited Lee to help us. Of course he had been whinging for the past half an hour that we had managed to get a place so easily. Lorry and I had talked about offering Lee a room because he was having so much trouble finding a place and she had no problem with it.

As we were coming back out of the house Lorry looked pointedly at Lee as she slipped past us and into the house. I shook my head at her lack of subtly though Lee didn't notice anything, grabbing another box from the removal van we had rented.

"So how's the house hunting going?" I asked casually as we sorted through what boxes to bring in next.

Lee shrugged, "It's not. I haven't been able to find anywhere half decent."

"Good, we want you to move in with us." I said just as casually.

Lee almost dropped the box he was holding and gaped at me, "So I can listen to you two banging each other?"

I glared at him, "No, because you're our friend you idiot." I said, whacking him over the head.

"Ow." He whined, rubbing the back of his head, "Well what else did you expect me to say? You can't honestly believe that I don't know you two are banging each other." He said rolling his eyes. I couldn't stop the blush rising on my face and his jaw dropped, "No way! You're not? Why the hell not? She's your imprint! Bang her already!" Lee said incredulously.

"I am not talking about this with you." I said firmly, taking a box and heading into the house. Lorry looked at us curiously from where she was unpacking some groceries into the cupboard.

"I can't believe you two!" Lee exclaimed, making Lorry even more curious as to what we were talking about.

"Lee." I said warningly, glancing over at Lorry.

He didn't take the message, "Seriously you should just do it!"

"What on earth are you two talking about?" Lorry interrupted, looking between us.

"Nothing!" I said at the same time Lee said, "The fact that you two haven't screwed each other yet."

Lorry blushed, "Lee that is none of your business." She said firmly, glaring at him. "If you want to move in with us get it over with, if not shut up and bring more boxes in."

That officially ended all discussions about our lack of a sex life. In all honestly I had thought about it but it didn't matter how long we waited before we did have sex. And when it did happen Lee would definitely be out of the house and would never hear of it.

By the end of the week we were all in the house and things were going smoothly. Lee and Lorry had both found jobs surprisingly at the same school. Lorry had groaned playfully at the thought of living and working with Lee, laughing at his wounded look. Things were going perfect.

"You can't be serious."

I looked at Lee extremely frustrated. I had explained for the fifth time what I was going to do and he still didn't believe me. I think he was still in shock.

"I'm going to ask Lorry to marry me." I said slowly as though I was talking to a five year old.

Lee blinked stupidly at me, "But why?"

I whacked him over the head, gently of course, "She's my imprint and I love her." I reminded him.

It had been five months since we had moved into our small rented house. Lorry loved going to work, teaching English to high school students and coming home with hilarious stories about the students. I was feeling happier than normal because of her happiness; hey she's my imprint! That's how it's supposed to be. Work for me was great because of how great everything was going; when Lorry was happy, I was happy.

And now I was going to propose to her. I thought my only worries would be getting rejected by Lorry; as it turns out explaining it to Lee was harder already.

"Why do you need to marry her?" Lee asked.

"I don't need to ask her." I said exasperatedly, "I want to ask her. One day you're going to experience a similar want." I told him.

He snorted, "No chance in hell of that happening. I'm going to be a free man forever." He grinned at me, "Because I'm awesome like that."

"Whatever, look just go to the movies or something for a while tonight." I told him.

He grumbled but nodded. Now all I had to do was cook before Lorry got home tonight and make things romantic; not my strongest feat. But I knew Lorry would appreciate anything I do, especially since she had a meeting after school and she hates meetings.

I decided to cook a simple spaghetti bolognaise, knowing that she didn't like too much of a fuss. There would be no wine or champagne; she didn't like drinking and I had no problems with having lemonade. I had brought cookies and cream ice cream with some chocolate mint sauce. All in all it didn't take long for me to make dinner and by the time I had set everything up she was walking through the door.

"What's going on?" She asked confused when she came into the dining room. She looked tired, her jacket hung over her arm.

I took her bag and jacket, pushing her gently towards the table, "It's a surprise dinner. Now sit and relax. I'll be back." I said, kissing her quickly.

I grabbed the two bowls of spaghetti that were sitting in the warm oven and brought them into the dining room. Lorry looked at them in surprise and then smiled at me, kissing me when I put the bowl in front of her. I smiled and sat opposite her and she told me about her stressful day; a couple of kids had gotten into a fight and she had sat in the sick bay with them while they waited for their parents to come.

"I'm so tired." She murmured when we had finished eating.

I smiled at her, not nervous at all for what I was about to do. I got up and she looked up at me, confused and startled when I knelt down beside her. It was corny, I know, but she deserved it. I pulled the box from my pocket and took her hand, smiling at her shocked face.

"Will you marry me?" I asked simply, knowing that there weren't any words that I could say that would show my love to her anymore than those words.

She smiled as her eyes filled with tears and nodded, "Yes!" She cried, flinging herself into my arms without hesitation.

I laughed and pulled her back so I could kiss her, "I love you." I murmured.

"I love you too." She beamed as I slipped the ring on to her finger.

Things were perfect.