Waiting on Forever

A Joey and Kelly short story. Mostly fluff. I said, mostly! lol Enjoy!

1: Proposal

Their life had been so calm, so peaceful, so happy since leaving Llanview. Their relationship had always been one fraught with so much drama and chaos that they had either created themselves or fell into, but here they were on another continent and it was making a big difference. They got to know each other again, and they made plans and shared their dreams just like before they broke up, although they were both determined they would never let what happened before ever happen again.

Now Joey was at the point where he was ready to pop the question and ask her to be his forever again. He just wanted the moment to be as perfect as it could possibly be. It had to be a lot better than the first proposal all those years ago had been, so he puzzled over it, and puzzled, and puzzled over it some more, until he was literally up pacing at night.

On the sixth sleepless night, Kelly finally confronted Joey about his anxiety when she woke up for the third time in one night because he was loudly stumbling into furniture in the dark. She flipped on the light. "What are you doing, Joey?" She asked.

Looking at her now, hair all in disarray and skin completely makeup free, he decided that he had never seen her look quite so beautiful. In that moment he couldn't resist blurting out, "Marry me, Kelly, marry me!"

She looked incredibly surprised. "Are you – are you serious?"

"Yes," Joey said. "Very serious." He moved over to his sock drawer where he had stashed the ring, a newly purchased one, a symbol of their new beginning. He walked to her side of the bed and got down on one knee.

"I was planning a proposal that would rival any other. We'd go to dinner and we'd dance and you'd look amazing in a dress that matches your eyes, and I'd be in a suit and tie. Our song would be playing in the background as I popped the question, but in this moment, I just can't wait any longer to ask you to be mine again. You've never looked more beautiful to me."

Kelly's eyes misted. "Eye boogers and all?" She joked.

He nodded. "Eye boogers and all… I love you, Kelly Cramer, and I want – no, I need – you to be my wife again. You are all I've ever wanted, and you're the only woman that I've ever truly loved. So what do you say? Will you make me a very happy man and marry me - again?"

Kelly grinned as a tear slid down her cheek. "Yes, Joey, yes, I will marry you. It's always been you for me too and I want to be your wife - again."

Joey smiled and slowly slid the ring onto her finger. Then he kissed her and she laughed and smiled into it as they fell back onto the bed together. This was their life now. And it was good.

2: Blizzard

"Wouldn't you know it?" Joey said as he looked at the crazily falling, zigzagging snow smacking against the windowpane. "A blizzard!"

"And on the night before we're supposed to leave for Llanview, too," Kelly murmured as she came up behind him and wrapped her arms around his lean waist. She rested her head against his back. "Think this is a sign?"

"I hope not." Joey shrugged. "I do know one thing - that our plane could be grounded for days."

"Certainly, we can think of some constructive ways to pass the time," Kelly said as she stepped around him and reached for the hem of his shirt. It was tugged off in a second and she rested her head against his sleek chest for a moment, listening to his pounding heartbeat, before getting up on her tiptoes to kiss him. They kissed for a long moment and then Kelly sensed she was losing his attention.

She looked at him curiously. "Euro for your thoughts?"

Joey turned away. "I guess... I'm just worried."

"Okay, I was kidding about the blizzard being some sort of apocalyptic sign," Kelly said. She grabbed for his hand and pulled him over to the bed. She forced him down onto it. "Joey, talk to me. If you want out of this engagement … I will let you out of it... even if I reserve the right to mope for a few days … or years."

Joey shook his head. "I don't want out of this. Not at all. I am just you know – worried."

"Worried that life in Llanview always messes us up."


"Well, we could hide out in London for the rest of our lives, but I really want to see my family – for that matter; I want to see your family; and let them all share in our good – no, great – news. Joey, you've always been the strong one; the one who believed in us even when things were at their most difficult… Let me be that for you now. Let me be your rock the way you've always been mine."

Joey smiled and leaned over. He kissed her hard on the mouth. Kelly giggled as his hand snaked under her baggy tee-shirt. Her back hit the mattress and he stretched out atop her for a moment before pressing his mouth against the taut curve of her neck. He looked up at her when she threaded her lithe fingers in his dark hair.

"Thank you," he said. "Thanks for loving me and agreeing to be my wife. We're in it for the long haul this time, aren't we."

"Yes, we are," Kelly agreed with a shining smile. She slapped his backside. "Now what do you say we enjoy being holed up in the house for as long as it lasts?"

"I say … Yes!" He pressed his lips to hers again, causing her knees to turn to jelly. He had that curious affect on her.

God, did she ever love him.