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Arthur sank into the couch, and glanced at the sotch in his hand. He'd been warned not to consume anything just before his operation, but decided that he could risk a sip of Scotch, at least.
As he picked the glass up, there was a tap at the door. Sighing, he put it down and began to walk towards it, squinting through the spyhole. He smiled as he opened the door to Ariadne.
She nodded, and walked in. As he sat down, he gestured for her to take a seat. She swallowed, and looked at him almost nervously.
"So, tomorrow," she began.
He nodded. "Tomorrow."
"I still can't believe you're doing this," she said, quietly. "You're under no obligation."
"He deserves a life, Ariadne. He's so young." Arthur picked up his glass of scotch. "And he deserves to have a life with you."
"Arthur, you're saying-"
"As soon as the operation is done, and he's healing, I'm leaving." He took a swallowed, and turned to her. "I'm already planning it."
"Why?" she jumped up, shocked. "Why are you planning on going?!"
"Because I don't want to be hanging around, like a bad memory." He faced her, directly. "Ari, a relationship between you and me did not work. It didn't work, because I'm selfish." He took another swallow of scotch. "I went to Colombia. And I never even told you I was alive."
She fell silent.
"Think about it. You and Adam can have a real life, Ariadne. You can get married. Have children. Live normal lifes, not semi-illegal ones. Isn't that preferable to what you had with me?"
"He loves you." Arthur's voice was solemn. "And I love you. But I don't deserve you. He does."
Ariadne got up. "Arthur, you can't-"
"I can. And I'm going to." He shook his head, smiling. "And no, you're not going to talk me out of this."
She looked at him. "Arthur. Thank you."
He nodded. "Don't mention it."
Before he could stop her, she'd left the apartment.
Adam got up and walked unsteadily to the door. As he opened it, he smiled. "Ari."
"May I come in?"
"Sure, if you don't mind I'm going to bed soon." He yawned. "Big day tomorrow."
"I know." She entered, and he immediately pulled her into a hug. Skeletor, delighted with the visitor, began to move around her legs.
"Let's go inside." They walked in together, and collapsed on the sofa. Ariadne smiled at the paraphernalia spread on the table. "Kyle been here?"
"Of course." Adam nodded. "So...what can I do for you?"
"Arthur's planning on leaving." She blurted the words out, before she could stop herself. Adam's face froze. "What?"
"Not until after the operations," she said, hastily. "But he wants us-"
"To try and have a life together?" He asked, gently. She nodded, and he saw the tears shining in her eyes. "Ari, I-"
He looked at her, his heart beating. "When all this is over...will you marry me?"
She paused, blinking. Then carefully laid her hands on his arms.
"Yes." She spoke firmly, without hesitation. "Yes, Adam. I will."
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