> "I know." Julia answered, her voice an almost whisper. And she did know.
> She just couldn't fathom why he would think denying them would have
helped,
> in or out of Council. Had it been Derek, she wouldn't have cared who was
> going against him, she would have never.....
>
> It didn't matter. She didn't want to think about possible scenarios. She
> needed to find some kind of... something, she didn't know what to call it.
> She didn't want to lose Derek and a part of her felt like she already had.
>
> And it hurt. A part of her wondered if broken hearts really did exist.
>
> Slowly, her actions with a lack of emotion as she moved, she brought her
> legs up and sat almost Indian style, setting her elbows on her knees as
she
> looked at the palms of her hands.
>
> She looked around the room with sad eyes. She didn't even know what was
> going to happen now; stay, go, stay in here and make it a half bedroom,
half
> nursery... be 'moved' back into Derek's room....
>
> She looked back down at the palms of her hands and sighed, her shoulders
> slumping.
>
> Julia loved him and she knew he loved her. The two of them couldn't have
> faced what they had up until now, felt the level of intensity and sharing
> they had...
>
> "You shouldn't let yourself doubt what's meant to be. You were given a
> promise....... hold on to it......"
> Michael's words from the library came back to her.
>
> But how?
>
Derek's anger had completely vanished by this point, with the exception of
some which he inteded to direct at Sloan. Now, he just felt...terrible.
He'd hurt Julia really hurt her and now she seemed to doubt his love for
her. He bit his lower lip staring at the floor for a moment willing
something to come to him. He had to find a way to make this better. But
what....? And then it came to him.
He sat up straight and looked at Julia. Gently reaching over and turning
her head to face him. "Marry me Julia," he said, "tonight."
