: : Summary : : Rick tries to convince Rick to ask Evelyn to marry Evelyn. From Rick�s POV
�I don�t know�what if she says no? I wouldn�t be able to live!�
�She won�t. Trust me. You�ve always listened to me before.�
�Please. I listened to you when you said to have a good time, and look where that got me.�
�Yes, but that�s where you met Evelyn. Remember? It was the first time you kissed.��
�Like I could ever forget. Still, joining the French Foreign Legion was also your idea.�
�Maybe so, but this idea can�t fail. You know that she�s crazy about you. The only one you have to convince is Jonathan. And yourself.�
�Still�there is a chance that she will deny my and I�ll be in turmoil the rest of my life.�
�Lovesick fool.�
�Hey, you�re my other half, you�re in love too!�
�You�re the one standing here talking to your reflection Richard O�Connell.�
The image stared back at the body like an angry portrait.
�Only to get my head straight.�
�Well, I�m in your head, so move it. You�re going to be late.�
Rick sighed and slipped the ring into his pocket and walked out of the small hotel room.
�Right, I�m going to walk up to her, get on one knee, and do it.� He sighed and started t push at the door. �Arg! I can�t.� he grumbled and stepped back.
�Come on Rick, you�ve never been afraid of anything in your entire life, and of all things it�s a girl.�
�Oh shut-up.� He growled and walked into Evelyn�s office at the Cairo museum.
�Morning Evelyn.� He squeaked, and cleared his throat.
�Great, you sound like you�re going through puberty again!� His mind screamed.
�Good morning Rick, I was hoping you hadn�t forgotten.� She smiled and was in the process of putting several books away on the shelf behind her desk.
�Last time it was an accident, but I remembered this time. Do you need some help with those?� He questioned and lifted the three thick books from her arms, putting them in their designated places.
�Thank you. Are you ready?�
At his curt nod, she wrapped her fingers through his and the two walked down the street to the small restaurant. Taking a seat at a table for two, the waiter politely asked what they would be having. Evelyn ordered for the both of them, speaking the language, and they made idle conversation.
�DO IT!�
�No, not yet.�
�Sissy.�
�Shut-up!� he growled, making Evelyn stop what ever it was she had been explaining to look at him with a quizzical eye.
�What? Rick, are you feeling all right?� she asked, concerned about his sudden outburst.
�Huh? Oh, I�m fine. I�m just hungry so I�um�told my growling stomach to shut-up.� He lied, and she drifted back into the conversation.
After lunch, the two went on a walk where Rick would ask her. A small and secluded place that was concealed by trees, they sat on a large blanket Rick had provided.
�You�re stalling.�
�SHHH!� he mentally scolded his brain, and pulled Evelyn up.
�Evie, I..{ahem}�I was wondering if you�d like to�{cough}�perhaps�� he stuttered and he rocked back on his heels.
�I was wondering if you�d like to get married you idiot!�
�Maybe�you and I could��
��I have nothing more to say to you.�
Rick bent onto his knee and reached into his back pocket for the small diamond ring he�d bought months before this very day.
�Evie, I want you to marry me. I mean�will you marry me?� He questioned and she began to cry.
�Great. You made he cry. Now what do you have to say for yourself?�
�Shoot, honey, I didn�t mean to make you cry.� He explained and held her close.
�No, Rick��
�{Gasp}!�
�{Gasp}!�
�She said no.�
�No?�
�No�not that. I, I�d love to marry you.� She wiped the tears away and wrapped her arms around his neck.
�Really?�
�Told you it was a good idea.�
�That�s the last time I listen to you.�
�What?� Evie looked up.
�Wha? Oh, nothing.� He grinned and kissed her lightly. �Don�t worry, I�ll explain it when we�re old together.� He laughed as they cuddled on the damp grass, looking out onto a lake. The sun set perfectly, and the couple smiled up at one another, love in their eyes.
The End
Authors note: I just decided to help Rick go crazy for Evelyn. I suppose that he wouldn�t astually talk to himself like that, but hey. It was just a little shorty that I composed for the purpose of humor.