A/N: You asked for it, so here it is! :) I'm nothing if not accommodating. :) (Actually, when it comes to writing, I'm hardly accommodating—I only would have written this if I thought it was better this way. But I always wanted to say that! bahaha)
Disclaimer: I owneth not Ugly Betty. :*(
It's been six months since Daniel and Betty had first come to The Nadia House. This time, the sun was shining high in the sky, and snow covered most of the ground. It was December 14.
Betty breathed in the icy, winter air and looked around. "Daniel?" she asked. "What are we doing here?" Her hand, wrapped in his, was tucked into the warmth of his wool coat. She studied him curiously.
He grinned silently and tugged her forward. "C'mon," he whispered, guiding her to the main building.
She followed his lead, and the children ran out the front door en masse, cheering and jumping up and down. They were shouting something, but Betty couldn't quite figure it out. She listened harder, and their chanting turned into a cadence. "Papa, Papa!" they were shouting.
Papa? Why were they calling Daniel papa?
The children enveloped the couple, hugging them as best as they could, and Daniel lifted a four-year-old little girl to his hip with his free arm. She clung to his neck and kissed his cheek, and he grinned and kissed her back.
Betty shivered next to him, and he started to guide everyone back inside. They settled down in the large living room, staring at the couple expectantly, and Betty whispered, "Daniel, what's going on?"
He turned to face her, cradling her loosely in his arms. "Remember how everyone thought the Nadia House was going under?"
"And how you made me hang out with Tyler when he and Mom came to visit a couple months ago?"
She nodded again.
"Well—playing with these kids, bonding with Tyler… I just—I couldn't do nothing, Betty. These kids—this is probably the closest thing to home they'll have. It's not ideal, but they have a warm roof over their heads, and they have hope, and good schooling, and food, and a community. This place is so much better than any other alternative they probably would have had, except for adoption. I couldn't let some impersonal bank shut down the orphanage, repossess the property, and make all these orphans fend for themselves for the rest of their lives. It's not fair, Betty!"
She smiled softly, her eyes misting with tears at Daniel's fervor. This was the Daniel she loved. "You bought it, didn't you?"
He smiled nervously. "Yeah. You're not mad, are you?"
She rolled her eyes and pressed a quick kiss to his lips. "Why would I be mad, baby? You did a great thing for these orphans! They won't have a normal childhood, but if they aren't adopted, at least they'll have one man that will always take care of them." She smiled up at him. "I'm proud of you, Daniel."
A slow, relieved grin crossed his face. Turning to look at the large group of orphans and staff sitting together at the other end of the room, he said, "Okay, Charlie!"
One of the orphans, a little boy, probably six, appeared in a side door, lugging a huge sign. A few of the other boys helped him bring it into the room the rest of the way.
Betty stilled in Daniel's arms at the words on the sign. The Betty House: Sheltering Orphans since 2011. She gasped quietly. "Daniel?"
He chuckled softly as he pulled her into a full hug. "I was hoping you wouldn't be mad."
"You named an orphanage after me." She sounded dumbstruck.
Pushing away from her slowly, he said softly, "There's more."
He laughed again, but this time it was a little bit nervous. He reached into his coat pocket and glanced up at her nervously, holding her gaze for a moment. "Betty?"
He reached out and cupped her cheek in his hand, stroking her cheek gently. "I love you," he whispered.
She smiled, puzzled, back at him. "I know you do, baby," she said. "I love you, too."
He knew he should get down on one knee, but Betty was just so beautiful, and he loved holding her in his arms. He didn't want to let go of her. Her cheek was so soft, and he could stare into her chocolate brown eyes forever. He had a whole speech, with a million reasons why Betty should marry him, planned. But when it came down to it, he couldn't wait to get through the speech, or afford to mess it up.
It was just he and Betty, and the world had faded away. His love welling in his eyes, he whispered, "Marry me, baby."
She stared at him for a moment, her eyes widening with surprise, and then she launched herself into his arms, squealing in his ear. "Yes, yes, yesss!"
Daniel's proud grin was barely contained to his face as he held her tightly in his arms. He was engaged.
Betty pulled away after a moment, and framed his face with her hands, she kissed him, long and slow, sharing all the emotions of the moment with him.
The room erupted into applause, and Betty pulled away slowly, ducking her head in embarrassment. She'd never really been one for public displays of affection, especially in front of an audience. He held her tight, letting her hide in his arms, and he pressed a kiss to her temple.
In her own time, she looked up at him, pulling away enough to look into his eyes. "Do I have an engagement ring?" she asked, her eyes twinkling with her happiness.
Jolting in remembrance, he pulled the black velvet box from his pocket and handed it to her. She lifted the lid and gasped softly at the sight of the ring inside. Silver, set with three diamonds. It was simple, elegant, beautiful. "Daniel, it's beautiful!" she whispered. She had been half afraid he'd go all-out and buy something worth half his inheritance. The simple elegance suited her more. She'd never been one for flashy jewelry.
She held her hand out to him, waiting expectantly. He slipped the ring on her finger, and she held it up to the light. It fit perfectly. It looked perfect. She threw her arms around Daniel's neck again and kissed him passionately. When she pulled away, she whispered, "I love you."
The rest of the night, as they interacted with the staff and the orphans, passing out the gifts Daniel had bought for each and every one of them, Betty stayed tucked at Daniel's side, sharing secrets and laughing with him, staring up at him adoringly. As she thought of their future, she couldn't imagine it being more perfect. She and Daniel were engaged. They were going to be married. And they would love each other for all of time.
And what else is there to tell, in the story of Betty Suarez and Daniel Meade? They lived happily-ever-after? They did.
Two weeks before they got married, Daniel convinced Betty that buying an orphanage just wasn't enough, and he convinced her to let them adopt a little boy. His name is Harper Ignacio Bradford Meade. He moved in with Daniel and Betty a month after they returned from their honeymoon.
Two years later, they adopted a little blind girl, Rachel Rosa Claire Meade. Three months later, Daniel and Betty found they were expecting their own child, a daughter, Olivia Hilda Alexis.
Three years later, their family was completed when they adopted one more baby, Holden Daniel Justin.
Betty and Daniel co-ran the orphanage and Lindsay Dunn's magazine and, as you know, they lived happily ever after, just as all fairytale heroes should.
A/N: So that's the end! :) I hope you liked it!