The Proposal
Disclaimer: These
characters belong to the wonderful creators of O&A.
Summary: This is a challenge fic idea posted by Heather. This is my first
future fic and is told from Katie's point of view. They have been back together for 2
years after about 5 years apart and Katie decides to propose. Enjoy!
Rating: PG
Feedback: Of course I want it! Please let me know what you think!
Future fic. Katie and Jessie's relationship has survived college,
and now one of them wants to propose--you choose which one. Just a one parter fic, so get
creative with how she proposes! :)Should include at least 2 of the following:
*Ice (as usual)
*The proposer thinking (momentarily) that they've lost the ring and
panicking
*Squealing
*Jessie and Katie's "song" coincidentally coming on the radio
*A mention of *the* letter (does Jessie still have it? mention it
any way you want)
*An Evan or Mischa movie reference
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Today is no doubt going to be the best day of my life! It will
hopefully be the day that Jessie Sammler, the love of my life, agrees to become my wife.
Since the day we got back together exactly two years ago today, I have thought of nothing
else than spending the rest of my life with her. I think I'm getting a little ahead of
myself here. You need to know how it all came to be. Well, this is our story.
I first met Jessie my Junior year of high school, while she was a grade skipping
Sophomore. Yeah, I was a total cradle robber, but she was so worth it! Even though I had
only dated a few girls before her, I knew instantly that she was the one. I saw her
singing on stage one day and I just fell head over heels. It wasn't just that she was
beautiful, oh no, she also had the voice of an angel. I knew I just had to meet her. The
bad news was that my best friend, Tad, also liked her. I tried to deny my feelings for her
at first because she seemed to like him too, but after a few months of just being friends,
I began to feel as though she liked me too. We just seemed to have this connection. It was
so weird, yet it felt so right. Do you understand what I'm saying? It's hard to explain to
someone that has never felt it. The day that she finally realized that she had feelings
for me and kissed me for the first time, my heart filled with so much pleasure. It's like
what Tom Hanks' character in "Sleepless in Seattle" says about taking his future
wife's hand to help her out of a car, "I knew it the first time that I touched her.
It was like coming home, but to no home that I have ever known…It was like
MAGIC!" Yeah, he said it perfectly. You just have to love those sappy movies. That's
exactly how I felt the first moment our lips touched. It was also the same day that she
told me that she would keep the letter that I wrote her, expressing how much she meant to
me, FOREVER. The best thing is, that she actually still has it, along with the CD I made
for her a few months later. I have to be honest, I still have the letter that she wrote me
too. We are both such saps!
I digress. My graduating from high school a year before her made things a little harder.
Even though my heart's desire was always to go to art school in London, that was before
Jessie. I couldn't bare to leave her. She had become my new heart's desire over that year
and a half and was more important than some loft or school in London. I could go to art
school anywhere, so I decided to stay home and go to the School of the Art Institute of
Chicago. Jessie on the other hand planned on becoming a doctor that Christmas of 2002.
That's another story that I will let her tell you because she tells it much better than I
do. Anyway, back to my story. Unfortunately, things don't always work out the way
people plan. We always told ourselves and everyone else that our relationship was
different, strong, and that we could make it through a long distance relationship when I
was offered an internship in London, while she was later excepted to Harvard Medical
School. I didn't want to go, but she wouldn't let me turn down the opportunity. We
certainly tried to make it work, but after two years apart, it just became too painful. So
is talking about all of it again, so I am just going to stop here with that part of the
story. Let's just say that it was the worst five years of our lives.
Well, it's time that you finally meet the woman that I have been in love with for over ten
years, and have been back together with the past two years as though we were never apart a
day. She will be here for dinner any minute. After dinner I have a little surprise for
her. Okay, I know that you know that I plan to ask her to marry me, but you don't know
how. I can't let you know before her, so you just have to wait. I guarantee you will love
it, because I have to say, I truly outdid myself. It took me six months to arrange
everything. What am I saying? I don't really care if you love it or not because I'm not
asking you. You will probably wish I was when you see how freakin' romantic I am. Sorry,
but my heart has already been taken, by the lovely Miss Sammler. OMG, there's the door.
Wish me luck!
"Hey Billie!" I stated after answering the door, unable to take my eyes off of
my stunningly beautiful girlfriend. I think I forgot to tell you how gorgeous she is.
That's only the beginning, you will see.
"Hey to you too! Can I come in or is this going to be a hallway date?" asked
Jess with a cute smile.
"I'm sorry honey, please come in," I responded feeling like such a doof for
gawking at Jess for so long in the doorway.
"Wow, everything looks great, especially you!" stated Jessie as she started her
own little gawking.
"You always know the perfect thing to say," I told her.
"Hey, I'm only telling the truth. You are absolutely stunning as usual!"
responded Jess as she leaned in to kiss me.
Okay, a kiss from Jessie is an experience I could relive over and over again. Speaking of
that, I think I need to kiss her again. Excuse me for a few minutes, make that
several minutes.
**********
Well, we're back to the date now. I just finished pouring some more
wine and we are just hanging out on the couch after dinner. I didn't want to bore you with
our meal and dinner conversation. It was of course good, because I made it. If I could
list just one flaw with Jess, it's her cooking ability or lack there of. That's okay
because she is good at so many things, and she is so smart. Did I tell you that
she's a doctor? Well, she's still in med school and doing her internship, but I know she
will be an amazing pediatric doctor one day. Sorry, got off the point there a little.
We are waiting here a little longer in order for me to get the special dance I
arranged. I'm one of those lame people that requests songs on the radio. Jess is too
though. When we were in high school, we always listened to `Love Notes' on 100.3 FM. I
couldn't resist doing this, to bring back some old, unforgettable memories. I think she'll
like it. It's only the beginning of what I have planned.
"This song goes out to Jessie from Katie, to let her know that she is her life and
her love," stated John Simons. (He's the actual host of `Love Notes', I'm also a big
sap that listens to his radio show.) "Sing it Lady Day," he added.
"Would you do me the honor of this dance?" I ask as I look deeply into her
beautiful blue eyes.
"I would be delighted," she responds as we begin swaying to the soulful sounds
of Billie Holliday.
"God Bless the Child" by Billie Holliday
Them that's got shall have
Them that's not shall lose
So the Bible said and it still is news
Mama may have, Papa may have
But God bless the child that's got his own
That's got his own
Yes, the strong gets more
While the weak ones fade
Empty pockets don't ever make the grade
Mama may have, Papa may have
But God bless the child that's got his own
That's got his own
Money, you've got lots or friends
Crowding round the door
When you're gone, spending ends
They don't come no more
Rich relations give
Crust of bread and such
You can help yourself
But don't take too much
Mama may have, Papa may have
But God bless the child that's got his own
That's got his own
(Repeat)
Mama may have, Papa may have
But God bless the child that's got his own
That's got his own
He just worry `bout nothing'
Cause he's got his own
Yes he's got his own
"We usually don't do this, but this one also goes out to the Amazing Jessie. I hope
you have a memorable evening," stated John Simons as the second song began to play.
"Amazed" by Lonestar
Every time our eyes meet
This feeling inside me
Is almost more than I can take
Baby when you touch me
I can feel how much you love me
And it just blows me away
I've never been this close to anyone or anything
I can hear your thoughts
I can see your dreams
I don't know how you do what you do
I'm so in love with you, it just keeps getting better
I want to spend the rest of my life with you by my side
Forever and ever
Every little thing that you do
I'm just amazed by you.
The smell of your skin
The taste of your kiss
The way you whisper in the dark
Your hair all around me, baby you surround me
You touch everyplace in my heart
Oh, it feels like the first time every time
I wanna spend the whole night in your eyes
I don't know how you do what you do
I'm so in love with you, it just keeps getting better
I wanna spend the rest of my life with you by my side
Forever and ever
Every little thing that you do
Baby I'm amazed by you.
Every little thing that you do
I'm so in love with you
It just keeps getting better
I wanna spend the rest of my life with you by my side
Forever and ever
Every little thing that you do
Oh, every little thing that you do
Baby I'm amazed by you.
Okay, I know I picked two, we have two songs though. "God Bless the Child" was
the first song she ever sang to me and "Amazed" was the first I sang to her. To
tell you the truth, I just wanted to be able to dance with her for more than two minutes,
so sue me. A dance with Jessie is like walking on air.
"Wow Katie, I can't believe you did that! What's the special occasion?" she
asked causing me to worry a little. I totally didn't want to ruin the surprise.
"There's no special occasion, except that I'm spending the night with you," I
answered hoping it was enough to throw her off the tracks. Is that the right saying? That
sounds kind of violent.
"If you say so, but you seem a little different, nervous," she responded.
"Can you excuse me for a second?" I asked needing to leave the room for a minute
to relax. She's right, I'm nervous as hell. I don't know why. I have the ring and the
perfect romantic proposal atmosphere set up at the art gallery. I know she'll
say…wait, where's the ring? I put it right here on my dresser. Where the Hell is it?
OMG, I lost the freakin' ring. I can't propose without a ring. What happened to it? Maybe
someone came in and stole it, I mean it's damn nice, it had to be, or else it would pale
in comparison to her. Okay, off tangent there. Think Katie! Where could it be? OMG, I'm
sweating even more now! This is so not good! I'm losing my mind! I put it right here on
the…oh, thank God, there it is. Way to spaz out there Singer. I can't believe you
think this amazing woman really wants to marry you. You are such a dork sometimes. Okay,
enough name calling. I need to get engaged now. She'll say yes. She finds my weirdness
charming and likes that I talk a lot and still skip on occasion. She has to say yes!
**********
"So why are we going to your art gallery?" asked Jessie
confused as to why we are going out so late, especially with the icy roads. (Okay,
does that count as ice? I couldn't figure out how to fit ice into my story and I wanted to
use all of them.)
"I told you I forgot to bring home an important piece of artwork for someone. It
should only take a few minutes. I also have a few new pieces I would like to show
you," I answered in a smooth manner. I am so ready to do this and she doesn't
seem to suspect anything, now that I have gotten my sweating under control.
"I didn't know you were working on anything new of your own. You seemed to be so busy
with getting the gallery ready of its opening," responded Jess.
Even though opening up my own art gallery has taken up a lot of my time, preparing for
tonight has also. What lie can I think of now to stop her from asking me so many question?
Think Singer. "I do have a few new things. Just wait and you will see," I answer
actually going with the truth. I am such a bad liar.
Well, we're here. The time has arrived. Are you guys ready? Remember, it's all for Jessie,
so no oohing and ahhing, okay? You can tell me how much you loved it later.
As soon as we entered, Jessie's eyes darted around the room with a look of amazement. I
had made a path through the gallery of white gardenias and there were candles lit
everywhere, thanks to Tad, since you know I couldn't have candles burning all night. Tad
has remained one of my best friends even to this day. When I asked for his help with this,
he was more than willing. I will tell you what is going on in his life another time. Back
to Jessie and her amazement.
"What is all of this?" asked Jess seeming somewhat confused, yet delighted.
"As you probably know, and figured that I forgot, today is our two year anniversary
back together. I wanted to take you through a walk down memory lane, `Singer Style'. I
hope you like it!" I answered her with a smile.
"OMG Katie, look at all of these paintings," she cried out sounding pleased.
"Yeah, I've seen them. I painted them, you know?" I responded a little
sarcastically, but in a cute way of course.
"You have a painting of you giving me the Billie Holliday CD, us laying in my bed at
my mom's after skipping school together, and in the attic after our first kiss. Oh, you
even made that sketch of my mom and I talking the day of Jake's wedding into a painting.
That's us holding hands at the wedding. Wow, you painted all of our special memories! Is
that us on our first date?" wondered Jess in such awe over all of the paintings I had
done to commemorate our relationship.
"Yeah, that's when we saw `Simone' together and you came out to Tad and
Russell," I answered calmly.
"How did you do all of this?" she asked me with a look of total admiration.
"I painted a lot of them a very long time ago," I told her. "A few of them
I made special just for today," I added encouraging her to keep going because there
were so many more. I don't want to tell you all of them because they won't really mean as
much to you, but a few others are us at prom, kissing under a waterfall at the dude ranch
I took her to our first summer together, and swimming in The Great Barrier Reef in
Australia. I'll tell you all about prom and Australia later.
Oh, she's about to see the last two. I wish you guys could see them! I can't believe she's
already crying and she hasn't even seen the last two paintings yet. Both of the pictures
represent the future, or at least my visions of what is to come.
"Katie, what is this?" asked Jess wondering about the painting since it was of
something that hasn't actually happened yet.
"It's you sitting on the porch of our ranch. I can't wait to take you there!" I
told her hoping that she understood what I was trying to say. "And this
one…that's us on a mountain top on our wedding day," I showed her as the tears
started to flow from my eyes also.
"Our ranch? Our wedding day?" she uttered so quietly I could barely hear her.
"Yeah," I stated before going down on one knee with a little black box in one
hand and the biggest smile ever plastered across my face. I had envisioned this moment for
so long, but now that the time is actually here…I'm overtook by emotion.
"Jessica Elizabeth Sammler, will you do me the honor of becoming my wife?" I ask
as the tears are just flowing from both of our eyes.
After the initial shock seemed to ware off, she gave me her response. "YES!!!"
she squealed. "Yes, oh, yes! Of course I'll be your wife!" she squealed some
more. "I would like nothing more than to become your wife!" she added more
calmly as the tears continued to flow.
The only thing left to do was kiss, so that's exactly what we did. I pulled Jessie
into my arms and kissed her more passionately than I think I ever have. We spent what felt
like hours, even days, kissing with the same amount of love. I was absolutely right, this
has definitely been the best day of my life. Until of course, our actual wedding day and
the birth of our children, but those are a totally different story…
THE END