This is Prompt No. 57-Proposal

Mitchie glanced worriedly at Shane's intent face as he sat in front of her, claiming some sort of intellect that seemed that it would solve some part of the problem they faced. "Okay," she said slowly. "I'm listening."

Shane paused, hesitating. He seemed to be worrying about the reception of whatever he was about to propose. "Well," he began, but then stopped.

Mitchie leaned forward slightly, putting one hand boldly on his cheek so that she could feel close to him. "Shane, you can tell me anything," she told him honestly.

Shane nodded and tried again. "I know that we haven't known each other very long, but I love you."

When he didn't say anything, Mitchie nodded and said, "I love you too." She had no idea where he was going with this, but she really wanted to know, so she waited patiently for him to go on.

Without warning, he leaning forward and took her by her shoulders, speaking quickly. "I don't want to go away without knowing that you're mine. Mitchie, marry me before I leave."

Mitchie's mouth fell open and her favorite word flew out of her mouth. "What?"

Shane went on, undeterred by her surprise. "I want to marry you before I leave. I don't want to go away without knowing that you're back here, waiting for me."

Mitchie, having overcome most of her shock, said, "Yes, I'll marry you."

It was Shane's turn to look shocked. "Really?" he asked, not quite believing her.

Mitchie let out a laugh. "What?" she asked. "You tell me you love me, you ask me to marry you, and then you expect me to reject you?"

Shane smiled widely and pulled her close, but then asked, "You're marrying me because you want to though, right? I don't want you to marry me just because I want to marry you."

Mitchie put her hands on his shoulders and told him squarely, "I want to marry you. I'll marry you as soon as you want."

"Tomorrow?" Shane asked eagerly.

Mitchie had to laugh again. "Eager are we?" she teased.

Shane nodded cheekily but added, "If we get married tomorrow, we'll have three weeks together before I have to leave."

Mitchie smiled and stroked his cheek. "Tomorrow sounds wonderful then." She pushed him playfully away and untangled herself from the sheets so that she could get out of bed. "If I'm going to get married tomorrow," she said resolutely, "I'm going to go get Caitlyn to help me."

Shane stood as well, pulling her close for one more kiss before he headed out the door. "I love you," he told her once again right before he closed the door.

When he was gone, Mitchie sank back down on her bed, trying to come to terms with what had just happened. She'd just agreed to marry Shane Grey, the one and only man she'd ever loved. Soon, the shock wore off, replaced with tremendous excitement, and she jumped up from the bed, pulling off her nightdress with extra force and yanking her day clothes on.

She barely took the time to properly do her hair, throwing her locks up into a simple style. She pulled on her shoes and tore out the door, weaving her way through the many tunnels until she came to Caitlyn and Nate's apartments. She knocked on the door and waited impatiently for the residents inside to open the door.

Nate was the one to open the door and Mitchie forced herself to be relatively polite. "Is Caitlyn in?" she asked breathlessly. "I really need her."

Nate nodded and stepped aside, silently inviting Mitchie inside. "Caity!" he called. "Mitchie needs you."

When Caitlyn appeared, Mitchie practically jumped on her. "I need your help," she exclaimed.

"What else is new?" Caitlyn asked dryly, earning a teasing slap on her arm from Mitchie.

"I'm being serious," Mitchie told her earnestly. "I'm getting married tomorrow."

There was utter silence for a moment, and Mitchie began to wonder if her news was unwelcome. Then, Caitlyn let out an ear-piercing scream, jumping on Mitchie and hugging her tightly. "I'm so happy!" she cried. "We're going to be sisters!"

Mitchie laughed and snuck a glance at Nate, finding him smiling at her widely. "Congratulations," he told her over the din of Caitlyn's screams. "I'm happy for you and Shane."

"Thank you," Mitchie said earnestly.

"We have so much to do!" Ciatlyn cried. She pushed Mitchie away and sized her up and down. "You can wear my dress and I'll do your hair. Nate, can you lend Shane your suit from our wedding? I'll get the flowers outside for a bouquet and we'll get the general to perform the ceremony."

She went on and on before Mitchie stopped her with a laugh and said, "Slow down, Caity. Let's talk this through."

Caitlyn nodded, taking a breath for the first time since she had started planning. "I'll put the coffee on," she said, scurrying back into the apartment. "We need coffee."

Nate laughed as he watched his wife scurry around. "She certainly doesn't," he told Mitchie when Caitlyn was out of hearing distance.

Mitchie laughed. "You two are so different," she told him. "How did you ever marry her?"

Nate smirked. "I'm not a very active person," he explained to Mitchie, "so I wanted someone that would motivate me to get moving." He glanced fondly at the door Caitlyn had disappeared into. "She certainly motivates me."

Mitchie chuckled. "I can believe that."

Caitlyn popped her head out the door and called, "And we can figure out somewhere to put you two for your honeymoon!"

Nate and Mitchie both chuckled. Nate put his arm around Mitchie's shoulders and said, "You have no idea what you're getting yourself into."

"I have a feeling I'm beginning to find out," Mitchie responded with a grin of her own.

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