Disclaimer: I own nothing, and only borrowed the characters for a little while.
It was in the wee hours of the morning, darkness shrouding the room, as Cassie Reynolds stood looking out the window, arms crossed over her chest.
Sensing Oliver behind her, it was hard to believe that less then hour ago they had been at the cemetery and laying Harry's first husband to rest.
It certainly put things into perspective.
"What do you say?"
"Hm?" replied Cassie, distracted, her mind on Harry.
"Have you been listening to anything I've been saying?" replied Ollie exasperatedly.
"Hm, sorry hon..." her voice trailed off as she turned and saw the man before her, on his knees, hands outstretched, a velvet box testing on his palm. "...ey."
Ollie smiled weakly. "Marry me?"
Cassie was unable to speak words, her hand coming up to cover her mouth as she smothered a slighty hysterical laugh. She couldn't tear her eyes of him, rooted to the spot.
The longer the woman he loved just stood there, the more uncertain the usually confident Ollie became.
When she failed to speak, he wondered if he had read the situation wrong and began to rise. Half way upright, he was ill-prepared for when Cassie leaped forward and threw her arms around him tightly.
They fell, a tangle of arms and legs, onto the floor.
"I'm taking that as a yes?" asked a winded Ollie, even as he held her equally tightly.
"Yes," sobbed Cassie, before she covered his mouth with hers.
When they parted for air, Ollie looked at the magnificent woman above him. Brushing a stay hair from her face, he smiled gently. "I should ask you to marry me every day if this is going to be your reaction," he joked.
Turning serious, he reached out for the small box that had fallen off to the side. Releasing the ring from its velvet case, his awkward position on the floor mattered not as he clasped Cassie's hand.
They both held their breath as it slid along her finger perfectly, a simple trio of diamonds on gold.
Their gaze was on where he held her hand, now adorned, before Ollie's attention wandered to his woman's face and the wonderment he saw there.
"I love you."
Neither of them could wipe the grins off their faces.
Sometime later, dawn mere hours away, Cassie flew up in bed and shook her bed partner roughly on the shoulder. "You don't want to marry me. I'm loud, opinionated, argumentive and-"
Ollie mumbled as he drew her closer to him. "Yes I do." Covering her hand that bore the unfamiliar weight, he tucked her into his body and pressed a sleepy kiss to her head. "Now go back to sleep."
Cassie opened her mouth to protest, but safe in her fiance's embrace, all she could do was laugh incredulously and snuggle just a little closer.
I miss Harry's Law, and so this was one small way of bringing it back to life.