A/N: hey guys sorry this one took so long (thanks for all the love and encouragement! Love all the reviews!). I just wasn't happy with anything I wrote lately. I've been sick and in a funk, eh. But I like this one. It's short and super duper fluffy, but it serves to move the story on a bit here. I'm back to watching American Horror Story and Supernatural, so expect thing to get weird for Bray and crew again soon enough. Oh and there's a loose subject from the former chapter, if you can figure it out I'll explain it in the next chapter lol
Strutter90: glad you love it! Stay tuned for more ^_^
not-the-devil-yet: glad you're enjoying it ^_^
M0TI0NL3SS: I totally didn't just have a slow moment and juuuust realize you changed your name lol. Took your advice, hold on to your feels madam!

Back inside the house Bray and Evangeline changed into dry clothes and climbed into bed, exhausted from all of the emotional turmoil. She lay with her back to him and he wrapped his arms around her, all too aware of the ears rolling across her cheeks. He nuzzled her neck and kissed it, tightening his embrace. "You're so strong, Evangeline. You were the only one that could save me." "I didn't save you." "You did. You made the demon leave me. He tried to fight you honey but when he knew you meant business, he ran for it. You're so powerful evil runs from you." A small sib escaped her lips and he frowned. "I was so scared I'd killed you." "You didn't, baby. I couldn't have lived like that."

He held her as she cried, the rush of emotions of the last few days leaving her in waves. "When you first met me...if you had known we'd grow up together and it be like this...would you have stayed? Or would you have left and had a normal life?" She shook her head. "Even if we had never met, I still wouldn't be normal. I mean, I have natural voodoo talents. My ancestor Marie Laveau of all people comes to me and advises me sometimes. Not all of our supernatural problems stem from you. Though i do kind of wonder what it would be like to be normal for a while." "Well I've kind of been thinking about that lately." He confessed and reached into his pocket, preparing for the rejection once again. He retrieved the ring he'd hidden in his pocket and propped himself up on one elbow before showing the ring to her.

"I know, you're not a fan of marriage. But just humor me baby. After all these years I'm still right here. I would move heaven and earth for you. We're not the most conventional and normal couple...so why not do something conventional for a change? Marry me Evangeline and we'll go on honeymoon for a few weeks and live like normal people." She took the ring from him and turned to face him, admiring the silver band with the emerald stone. "I know you don't like the idea of marriage because you parents' marriage didn't work, but baby we're totally different. We've been together this long, let's do it." She swallowed hard and slid the ring on her finger. "Evangeline Marie Laveau...will you be my wife?" Tears welled up in her eyes and she nodded. "I will." Bray smiled from ear to ear and kissed her. "I've been hiding that ring for an entire month!" He laughed against her lips before brushing her tears away and hugging her tight against his chest. "We'll get married and go somewhere just to ourselves and leave all the demons and ghosts here. It'll be just the two of us for a while." She sighed and buried her face in his chest. "Sounds very nice." She placed her hand on his shoulder, admiring the emerald on her finger. "Like the ring?" "Yes. I love it." "Good. Kaitlyn and I did a good job. She's going to be so excited about helping you plan the wedding." He sighed. "She was in on it?" "Well, she is your best friend."

Later Bray settled into a comfortable spot with his arms around her and faded off into dream land. She watched him sleeping peacefully for the first time in quite a while and smiled to herself. Only in their kind of relationship would one free the other from a demon and then get engaged. She shook her head at the thought and settled against his chest, his big heart thudding against her ear.