Iris Dickinson (Formerly Iris Phillips McConnell) (telekeneticspaz) wrote in btvsal, @ 2010-02-28 14:27:00 |
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At Least Someone Gets Some Happy...FINALLY!
Who: Jeremy & Iris
Where: Their home
When: Feb. 26
To say things hadn't gone QUITE the way Jeremy had planned on he and Iris' vacation was an understatement. Oh, sure, they had had a great time, and Iris seemed to really enjoy herself... but between bad weather, the pair running late for a lot of things, and just general bad planning, he'd never gotten the chance to do what he had taken her away for to begin with. And now? Especially with seeing how everyone was torn up over the recent death of the Van Warren girl... he knew he had to do it now. Before, God forbid, something happened to one of them without her knowing EXACTLY how he felt.
"Iris?" He called upstairs, sitting on the sofa with the small, black velvet box in his hand. "Can... can you come down here for a minute?"
Iris had actually been upstairs, cleaning up when Jeremy called her down. Things had been good for them lately, especially surrounding all of the bad that had been happening to others around them. She almost felt guilty being happy when others around her were suffering, but, at the same time, she knew that she shouldn't punish herself for being happy. She walked down the stairs and smiled at Jeremy. "Everything OK?" she asked him.
"Everything's ok, yeah..." He smiled with a hint of embarrassment. "Just... I know that I deal with slayers, and vampires, and all that weirdness... but I'm a coward. And I need to get over it NOW."
She looked at him a little confused when he said that he was a coward. "You're one of the bravest people I know. How can you call yourself a coward?" she asked him.
"Because of this." He said, holding up the box. "I took this on vacation with us. And despite how hectic things got... I could have MADE time to give it to you. But I was afraid. But I'm not afraid anymore, Iris..." He looked at her, waiting for some kind of visible reaction, as he moved toward her, beginning to lower himself to one knee.
A look of shock came over her face, but it was that good, joyous shock that girls get sometimes. She grinned at him when he got down onto one knee. If there was a pair of earrings in that box, she was going to kick him in the head, though. "There's no need to be afraid, Jeremy," she said to him.
Once down there, he groaned a little (damn the knee injuries he'd gotten years ago playing baseball), and opened the box. The ring inside was modest, beautiful but nothing too expensive or grandiose. Hey, a Watchers salary was decent, but not exactly Bale-esque! "Iris... you saved my life. Now I want to give it to you. Would you marry me?"
If it was possible, her smile got even wider. "I'd be honored to marry you," she said to him. "If you can say that I saved your life, then I can say that you actually gave me mine back, and made it something worth living for." It had been one thing for someone to love her, but someone to love her enough to bring her back to life? Now that was something worth holding onto.
"I'm not always the most exciting guy, or some... warrior, or rock star... but what I am is a man who'll love you forever." He felt one small ping of guilt there, knowing how badly Delilah probably wanted him to say this to HER... but he couldn't help who he loved. "And... sorry for not giving you a proposal AT an Iron Maiden concert, which I kinda had planned."
She laughed a little when he said that he had planned on giving her the proposal at the concert. "I think I actually prefer the more intimate setting," she said to him. Her last proposal had been in front of people. This time she wanted things to be different, to WORK. "I don't need you to be a rock star or whatever. You are exciting to me, Jeremy. You're everything that I'll ever need."
"Well... good. Because I'm sort of planning to ask your EX-husband to be in the wedding. Awkwardness ahoy!" He mumbled with a nervous laugh. Jeremy didn't have tons of friends, and well... Pat was one of his better ones, oddly enough.
She just laughed at that. "If that's what you want, then fine." Pat was actually a good friend of the both of them. "I was planning of asking Patience to be in the bridal party, so might as well involve Pat as well!"
"We are strange, weird people, Iris." He laughed, rolling his eyes at that. "And at OUR wedding? If you invite that Morrison girl? Alcohol is being MONITORED."
"We may definitely have to assign Gwen a sobriety buddy or something like that," Iris said with a giggle. "So, this is really happening, then?"
"It is. No doubt in my mind." He smiled at her, finding her... surprise here to be kind of cute.
She pounced on him, hugging him. It was amazing that to her this was happening finally. It was one thing to think that they would get married some day. It was another to actually be proposed to.
"We're gonna have a long, happy life together, Iris. No matter what it takes. I promise." God knew the girl had been through enough. To him? It was time for her to have some joy.