I Love Her II
She sobbed as she clung to him, taking in the scent that was uniquely him, the one she had missed so much. Her captors lay dead around them, arrows in their heads. He'd kept quiet, under cover and sniped them all while they panicked and ran around. Once they were dead he'd ran to her and Beth just couldn't stop crying. She'd though she wouldn't see him again. He just held onto her, letting her cry, letting her hold him, fist his shirt in her hands, her nails digging into his chest. He didn't care. He needed it as much as she did. He wrapped his arms tighter around her, burying his head in the crook of her neck as he held her against him. She slowly started to calm down, realizing that she wasn't really dreaming, that he was really there.
He slowly pulled away and reached into his pocket. "Beth, I love you and I'm done fuckin' around." He put something in her hand and closed her fingers around it. "If you want."
She slowly looked at what he'd placed in her hand and then she was crying for a completely different reason. She hadn't expected a ring, the last thing she expected was for him to propose to her. They weren't even dating. It didn't stop her answer. "Yes." She looked up at him, as he took the ring and put it on her finger. "Fuck yes."
He smirked and cupped the back of her head, crushing his lips against hers. Beth moaned and wrapped her arms around his neck, holding him close. She wasn't going to let him go again.