A/N Thank you so much to whoever read the last chapter, again my stats really made me smile so thank you! Also thank you to my reviewers and followers, it's lovely to know you're enjoying the story! This is a shorter chapter than usual, but I'm hoping to get another one up tonight, or tomorrow at the latest. Enjoy!

'Zosia?' Ollie whispered gently into her ear as she slept. Ollie had taken her home and taken her straight to bed when they got back to her flat, and she must have been completely exhausted as she slept for 13 hours straight, and now it was time for them to decide whether she was going to work that day or not. She shuffled slowly but didn't open her eyes. 'Zosia? Wake up'
'Nuuuh' she mumbled as she buried her face in the pillow. However, she was soon brought out of her comatose state as Ollie grabbed her arms and pulled her up, and flipped her so she was on top of him. She squealed and laughed as he held her into him and she started to sit up, still sitting on him. 'Did your parents ever teach you it's rude to physically manhandle someone?' She teased, looking down at him. He smiled back cheekily.
'Last time I checked you didn't mind being manhandled' he smirked as she thumped him in the arm. 'We need to talk about whether you're coming to work today or not'
'Why wouldn't I be coming in?'
'Zosia, you had a panic attack, I'm worried about you'
'I'm fine as long as he doesn't come near me again, and he can't if he's in custody'
'You must have been exhausted yesterday, you slept right through, even Elliot told me to bring you home so you could rest'
'Not just that, it's your company that sent me to sleep'
Ollie looked mock offended, mouth wide open and then he flipped her again so she was underneath him and tickled her. 'What was that? I send you to sleep?!'
'Ok ok ok, I'm sorry, stop!' She laughed as she started to sit up. 'Ok, we'd better get up' she decided as she climbed out of bed, and then Ollie stood to join her. He wrapped his arms around her waist from behind.
'Ok, well let's go out for dinner tonight, my treat. It's been ages since we went out' he smiled
'That sounds wonderful' she smiled as she turned around down and kissed him.

'Good to see you both' Elliot smiled as Zosia and Ollie entered the ward. 'Zosia are you ok?' He asked, turning to face Zosia.
'Yes I'm fine, thank you Professor' she smiled. 'I just want to put all of this behind me' she continued and the two men nodded in understanding.
'Well if you ever want to talk' Elliot smiled kindly before the three proceeded to start caring for their various patients and preparing for theatre. Whilst in theatre, it didn't escape Elliot's notice that Ollie kept looking at Zosia and his eyes lit up. After they had finished and the patient was in recovery, Elliot instructed Zosia to take half hourly obs while he spoke to Ollie in private. Zosia did as she was told, and Elliot gestured for Ollie to sit down.
'How are things, it can't be easy for either of you at the moment. She looks a lot better than yesterday' Elliot smiled.
'We're doing fine' he smiled, and when Elliot smiled back, Ollie decided to tell him what was on his mind. 'In fact...I'm going to ask Zosia to marry me. Tonight.' Elliot's mouth dropped open
'Are you sure that's wise?' Elliot gasped. 'She's very vulnerable at the moment'
'Yes Professor, I agree and I had thought of that...but this morning, you didn't see her, she was laughing, we were joking, and if anything from the past few weeks has shown me is that I don't want to be without her, ever. I just want to show her what she means to me.'
Elliot smiled. 'Well...I wish you the best of luck.'

'Are you ready?' Zosia smiled as she poked her head around the door of the locker room, just as Ollie was putting on his shirt.
'Yep nearly' he grinned. Zosia tutted and tapped her foot.
'Come on, I haven't got all day...honestly, I'm always waiting for you' she moaned and then Ollie looked payfully hurt.
'You always wait for me?! Remind me of that next time I wait for you to wash your hair, or drink your coffee, or choose your food in a restaurant' he laughed as he wrapped an arm over her shoulder and she put hers around his waist. 'Anyway I've booked a table at Chez Pierre for 7, so let's go and get ready and we'll go.'
'Very fancy' Zosia gasped. 'But honestly, if you'd rather have nandos then that's fine by me too' she laughed, and Ollie shook his head.
'I feel like you deserve fancy, and you mentioned a couple of times how you went there and how much you enjoyed it'
'But it's so expensive'
'I am not proposing in nandos' he thought to himself, desperately hoping he hadn't said that out loud. 'Nuh-uh, let me worry about that' he smiled. He shuffled uncomfortably and hoped that Zosis didn't notice. He was trying his best to mask how nervous he was feeling- what if Elliot was right and it wasn't the right time? He had wanted to do this for weeks, and especially the first night they had back together. She had been through so much, she must feel so lost and confused about everything. But on the other hand, she was desperate to get back to normal. This would give her something to look forward to, if she even said yes in the first place.

During dinner, Zosia couldn't help but notice that Ollie was a bit distant, and she couldn't work out why. She noticed how handsome he looked in a shirt and tie, something that she hadn't seen him in for a long time. She wondered what was going through his mind...Ollie, meanwhile, was feeling incredibly nervous about what he was planning to do. Zosia looked beautiful. She was wearing a simple black dress, her hair in loose curls and flawless make up. He was sure she could see how he was feeling, so he was very paranoid that she could guess what he was about to do. 'Oh god should I really do this now?' He thought to himself. He kept fidgeting with his pocket, feeling the ring box around his fingers. As much has he had thought about this moment in his head, it felt terrifyingly real, but he wasn't scared of doing it. He was scared that the timing was all wrong, and that he would scare her off. She needed support, continuity, stability...
'Ollie, are you ok?' She asked, reaching over and taking his hand.
'Will you marry me?' He blurted, looking like a deer caught in headlights, startled. 'Oh you idiot' he thought to himself.
'...what?' Zosia gasped, and Ollie took a deep breath. No going back now...