"Marry Me?"Mature

Melissa paused. Stunned. She looked at Lazarus, not at the ring in the box. She gazed into his eyes, the anxious look on his face, worried by her silence. "You wanted me to talk so you thought you'd take my breath away?" She laughed eventually. "Of course." She whispered, her words soft by the lack of voice she had.

Lazarus grinned up at her, but didn't move. "I love you," he said, kissing the back of her hand. Melissa nodded to him, wordlessly. "I love you too." She smiled, placing the roses on the kitchen table top. "You can get up you know."

Lazarus looked at her and a blush came to his cheeks. "I...I can't, I'm stuck." Melissa placed a hand infront of her mouth, trying to silence her laughter before she wrapped her arms around his waist and pulled him up, moving him over to the couch. "Lazarus..." She laughed.

"Ow. Thank you." He joined in with her laughter before she silenced him with a kiss. "You push yourself too hard! You should've rested!"

"I'm alright. I shouldn't have let that stupid fat guy -what's is name?- crush my ribcage, should I?"

"You couldn't have done anything. He cheated." She sighed, glancing to the white roses on the table.

"Who cares?" He started, then noticed her gaze had rested on the roses. "Cut the end of their stalkes and put them in water."

She nodded absently. "I know..." She paused, "what brought this on?"

"I thought of it a while ago...I just...passed a jewellers on the way into town to buy the roses," he laughed ruefully, blushing a little. "I thought I'd make the bond official, that's all."

"Now you know I'm not going to die at the sight of a cross?" She laughed a little before wrapping her arms around his neck in a tight embrace.

"I didn't want to ask in case I gave it away, though I'm glad I didn't have to wait any longer to find out."

"What about the silver? I thought you couldn't touch silver?" She asked, staring at the ring still in it's box.

He lifted her hand, showing her the tiny half-healed burns on the tips of his fingers. "I can't. But you'll be the one wearing it. Not me. I couldn't afford anymore than that." Melissa took his hand in hers and kissed it gently.

"It's beautiful. I wouldn't have asked for more." She smiled, taking the ring from it's box she placed it on the fourth finger on her left hand. She then kissed his forehead, before getting up and attending to the roses. She placed them in a glass of water and returned to the couch. Absently staring at the ring on her finger.

"I'm glad you like it." He smiled, pulling her onto his lap he kissed her cheek softly.

She turned, facing him, a million questions swarming her mind at once. "But when and where? Who will be there? I mean..." She paused and took a deep breath. She didn't need to breathe but she found it calmed her down. She had never planned a wedding before and she found she had no idea how to plan these things and she was worried.

"We can decide when later. And the only person we will need is a witness. I don't know who that will be. We can decide everything later, just relax... " He smiled, running his fingers through her hair.

"I can't." She laughed, "you just asked me to marry you. How can I 'relax?'"

"I knew I should have thought this through better."

She laughed. "But that's you isn't it? Although, I had already admitted I would spend forever with you, a wedding would just make that official. Wouldn't it?"

"Yeah. I knew I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you, I just wanted it to be official," he grinned.

"You grin like a fool."

"You calling me a fool now?"

"You are." She laughed, "a fool in love."

"I'm your fool though."

"I wouldn't want any other."

"I should hope so after just proposing to you!" He laughed.

She laughed with him then grinned. "Well, I propose we get married as soon as possible!"

"I agree," he chuckled and tightened his arms round her, snuggling close.

She smiled, resting her head on his chest. "But a night wedding, wouldn't it be strange." She thought, "unless you wish a normal wedding. I'm sure I could be fine for a single day. Hiding in the shadows."

"A night wedding would be fine. In the winter maybe, when the nights are longer."

"But that is so long to wait!" She whimpered.

"Now who's being impatient?" He laughed, pulling her closer to him.

"You're telling me you can wait?" She asked, shocked.

"No, or I might have waited longer to propose." He paused, "I just don't want to risk you being burnt on our wedding day." He sighed, brushing hair from her face.

"Well, how about at the sunset? The sun would not be strong enough and it should give us all night!" She exclaimed, then stopped short. Realising she was shouting.

"It would have to be either in the spring or autumn. Or winter, but I don't think that suggestion went down too well," he laughed.

"It's spring now." She laughed, but she was serious when she spoke.  "But if you wish to wait, so shall I."

"You want our wedding this season?" He smiled and kissed her though his voice was as serious as hers.

"Do you?"

"I wouldn't mind saving up so we can get married somewhere nicer than a cheap registry office." He muttered.

"Are you forgetting I inherited everything my father had?" She laughed. "I'm sorry I forgot to tell you... people normally only marry for money you see. I had to be sure."

"I wanna pay for it." He said stubbornly.

"I won't wait if you want to get married now aswell." She laughed. "Plus. You have no job and... just how did you pay for the ring anyway?" She asked, loosening his embrace a little before gazing into his winter blue eyes.

"Then I'll take out a loan, I am paying for it." He insisted, "I put my reserve of drinking money to a much better use."

"Lazarus! Do you want to start our life together in debt? Then who will have to pay off that debt?"

"I'll pay it off," he laughed. "Really, I can't let you pay for it. Aside from it being just plain rude to make you pay, I think my pride has taken enough knocks in the last month or so."

"Then let it take another. Please. I would like to, Lazarus. Stop being so stubborn!" He opened his mouth as if to argue further and then he closed it again, letting his head fall back against the sofa cushions with a sigh. Melissa turned her whole body so she faced him. Then she sighed with him. "Then allow me to give you all the money I have. That way it is yours. I see no reason for me to have it anyway, I do not need food, or clothes or a place to live if it will not be with you." 

"What?!" He yelped, "I can't take all your money from you. It's insane!"

"Why is it?" She said, rather too calmly.

"It's not mine to take." He replied, his tone becoming less distressed.

"But it is mine to give."

"I...I don't know what to say..." he stumbled.

"Nothing will suffice." She laughed, kissing him softly. Lazarus obliged, still in shock that Melissa wanted to give him everything she had. "Are you forgetting I am yours? This is just the icing on the cake as it were." She smiled, laughing slightly at the look of disbelief on his face.

"I'm not...I just didn't expect.."

"Didn't expect what? That I would give you everything? Money is nothing compared to heart, body and soul." She pointed out, smiling at how serious she sounded.

"You've never been poor Melissa. But, I agree."

"I'm sorry. But when you don't need to eat or drink, buy clean clothes, money becomes useless."

"I suppose it does." He agreed, nodding his head slightly. She smiled, kissing him softly. "You need it more than I do."

"If I can afford a violin and a ring, I'm sure I can manage," He said, locking his lips with hers but she turned and looked at him defiantly. "But for how long?"

"I've been getting by for the last four hundred years, Melissa." He laughed and reunited his lips with hers again.

Melissa paused, savouring the moment before she broke away. "Yeah until I came along and you became a murderer, then hunted by hunters, then knocked unconcious by the werewolf pack beta."

"Hmm well apart from the last one, I've already been there and done that." He flushed a little.

"Well. Now at least the events should go uphill, instead of down."

"Hmm. I don't mean to be negative, but the hunter group itself is still around. Unless we managed to miss the police tackling them."

"But with their tracking dog put down, so to speak, they would be slower. We should enjoy the calm while it lasts."

"Yeah, yeah." He said slowly. 'The calm before the storm?' He wondered before pushing the thought away.

"Stop being so pessimistic." She laughed, kissing him firmly.

"I was agreeing with you," he protested.

"But what were you thinking?" She smiled, "open book." She whispered into his ear.

"Maybe I should close the book occasionally," he said jestingly.

"Maybe."

"I was joking."

"Remember what happened last time?" She laughed, placing her finger to her lips.

"Hmm..."

"Lazarus." She thought, "What part of you likes me most?" She laughed. The conversation they had before, popping into her mind. She placed her hands on his chest, just above his heart.

He laughed remembering that conversation. "You know which part of me. My heart." He smiled.

"Your heart." She smiled.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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