A/N Sorry about the cliffhanger guys! I couldn't resist! Anyway, thank you to my readers and reviewers (Becca, Guest and rstarkey309) for your loyalty and encouragement!

Ollie stopped and looked at her. She looked startled…but not unhappy...
He didn't say anything. He simply stood and descended onto one knee, as Zosia smiled and welled up. He took her hand. 'I know the past few weeks have been...well...unwanted...tough...' he laughed and she laughed too. 'But I've known for a long time that the rest of my life is meant to be spent with you. Will you marry me?' He asked, his bright blue eyes looking into hers. Her eyes were full of tears but her smile didn't deny what her response was going to be, but he was nervous all the same.
She nodded quickly, tears falling freely, 'yes' she smiled. 'Yes, yes, yes!' She squealed louder, as she threw her arms around Ollie. It was only then he felt relieved, and as they kissed they felt a lot of smiles from other diners and the people who worked in the restaurant, yet at the same time in that moment they felt it was just them. When they pulled away, he placed the diamond ring on her finger and ordered champagne. Zosia couldn't stop smiling, and the relief that Ollie felt was overwhelming. He couldn't believe he had been so nervous and apprehensive about popping the question, but now they could move forward in an exciting and memorable direction.
After dinner, they decided to go for drinks, and Zosia realised that they'd have to share the exciting news. 'Oh my god I need to tell the guys, and dad!' Zosia excitedly gasped. 'Wait!' She suddenly stopped. 'What if we tell them together, we could see the looks on their faces, they won't believe it!' She smiled. 'Tonight is about us' she smiled.
'Elliot knows I was going to ask, he's the only one'
'Hey I thought I was the only one?' She teased and Ollie smirked.
'Plenty of Valentine to go around' he winked and Zosia let out a loud laugh as they wrapped their arms around each other and continued to drink.

They celebrated by themselves long into the night with champagne and wine, and then when they went back to Ollie's flat, neither of them could be happier. Ollie was right, nobody wanted the last few weeks to happen, but this was the perfect thing to round it off and make them put those events behind them. As they lay in each other's arms, kissing and holding each other, Zosia smiled.
'I love you' she whispered as he planted a kiss on her forehead.
'I love you too' he replied as the pair fell asleep.
Several hours passed, but at 3am Ollie was woken by a piercing scream and crying coming from next to him. It was Zosia. 'Zosh, what is it?!' He panicked. Zosia couldn't respond, she was crying too hard and she couldn't get her breathing steady enough. 'Its ok, I'm here' he comforted, still very confused of what was happening but reassuringly stroking her back and arm. As she started to calm down, she took a deep breath and sniffed, wiping her eyes.
'The thought of marrying you is too terrifying' she laughed, trying to throw him off, but he just shook his head.
'First of all, ouch.' He laughed, 'second of all- nice try, what is it?' He asked, looking her straight in the eye. She tried to look away but he brought a gently finger to her chin and turned her head.
'I...I dreamt he was back...' She admitted, and Ollie pulled her into him. 'I dreamt that he had me backed into a corner, and I couldn't escape.'
'You're safe, he isn't coming near you again' he comforted as she sobbed.
'When is it ever going to be ok again?' She cried, and Ollie felt his heart break.
'When we take each day as it comes, celebrate our engagement, get married, have children. Every day will seem further away from all of this, it's still raw at the moment' he replied, understandingly. She started to calm down and only after a good half an hour or so just lying chatting to Ollie to take her mind off of things could she fall back to sleep.

The next morning she felt silly but Ollie knew better than to mention that nights events...he needed to help her move on, and she would talk when she was ready, but at the same time she had hardly talked about it at all... 'You know, you haven't really talked about what happened...maybe it would help?'
'I just want to forget about it' she snapped, slamming down the plastic bottle of milk on the table, but quickly realised she had snapped. 'Sorry, sorry. It's just it's hard to forget when even your sleep is invaded with thoughts of what could have happened...' She trailed off sadly, not wanting to think about it. Ollie's body shuddered and Zosia looked at him. 'I couldn't have gotten through this without you though' she smiled weakly, kissing him on the cheek.
'I couldn't let that jumped up little-'
'Ollie! Shit, we're late!' She shouted loudly as she glanced at the time. Indeed, they were late. Incredibly late.

Both of them ran full pelt onto the ward just as Elliot was wandering around wondering where on earth they were. Both were out of breath and Elliot didn't look impressed.
'Sorry, Professor, we had an eventful night...' Zosia apologised and Ollie nodded. Elliot couldn't help but notice the ring on Zosia's finger and as much as he was irritated that both of them were late for their shift, he smiled at the thought of that the previous evening they had a happy time.
'I can gather that' he smiled, nodding towards the ring, and they both smiled. 'Not that it excuses lateness, but congratulations to you both' he smiled. 'Now, can you both see to Mrs Blane in bed 3? Coronary heart disease, palpitations, dizziness...' He murmured passing the file.
'Actually Professor, can I have a word?' Ollie asked, and Zosia looked at him. He could tell she was curious so he decided to tease her. 'To arrange a transfer. I'm not sure I can work with my 'wife', we'll be divorced before we're married' he teased, poking out his tongue as Zosia hit him in the arm.
'Yes of course' Elliot mused. In the office, Elliot sat down and pulled out a set of files from his desk. 'Are you here to ask me to be your best man? Because I'm not very good at speeches and my drinking days are over' Elliot laughed, and Ollie laughed in friendly response.
'We haven't thought that far ahead, we're just happy to have taken the plunge' he smiled. 'But that's not why I'm here...I'm worried that Zosia isn't coping as well as she likes to make us think she is...'
Elliot frowned in concern. 'Why is that?'
'She had a nightmare last night about Seb, and it really freaked her out. She insists she doesn't want to talk, but-'
'Have the police been in touch since the incident on the ward?'
'No' Ollie sighed, shaking his head. 'I would have thought we'd know something'
Elliot nodded and stood, walking round to the other side of his desk to stand next to Ollie. 'That's the next big thing to get through. I'm happy that your relationship is flourishing, it's beautiful to see' Elliot smiled, and Ollie reciprocated in response. 'But there's no denying that, if Seb pleads not guilty, and it goes to trial, that things are going to be tough.' She's going to need you, well all of us, but especially you, more than ever.'