Pacey opened the front door and looked around the house as the all the lights were off and a few candles were lit. He sighed, "Joey?" he called as he walked into the living room.

"Hey," she smiled shakily at him as she came into the living room. She wore a simple black dress that came down to her knees. It wasn't particularly revealing and all the more sexy because of it. "What took you so long?"

He eyed her with a soft, sad smile, "I was helping out at the restaurant."

"You've been working hard," Joey came up and gave him a kiss. When he didn't respond, she pulled back with confusion in her eyes.

"What's...all this for?"

"I'd just thought...I wanted it to be romantic," she stepped away from him, her eyes down cast. "I guess it's more cheesy than anything else."

He smiled, "It's romantic, not cheesy."

She moved to the coffee table where several of the candles were burning, filling the room with the honeyed scent of vanilla. "I have something I need to give you," she picked up a packet of papers.

He took a deep breath, "Like...a present? Is it a watch? Cause I really need a watch."

She smiled, "No, not a watch." Walking back over to him, she handed him the papers. "I got the divorce. I've already signed everything, now it's your turn."

He looked at the papers then at her, "I need a drink," he said leaving her and walking into the kitchen.

She sighed and followed after him, grabbing a pen as she went. "Are you going to be okay?"

"Yeah, fine. Just thirsty."

"Okay, well, when you finish," she put the pen beside the papers. "Sign. I marked where your signature needs to be."

He pulled a bottle from the refrigerator and opened the beer. He stared at the papers as he took a gulp of the drink, "So, when I sign these, when do you want me gone?"

"We can talk about that later."

"No, let's talk about it now. I need to know how much time I have to find an apartment."

"Well..." she shifted her weight uneasily. "The twelve months aren't up yet. So until our anniversary, at least."

"Oh...good day to do that then." He walked over to where she'd laid the papers, opened them and signed his name to the dotted line. "Done. Marriage over."

"Good," Joey nodded, and took the papers, putting them on the kitchen table.

He walked out of the kitchen and set his beer on one of the end tables beside the couch, "I'm going to take a shower."

"No, you're not," Joey shook her head and caught his hand, pulling him back into the living room.

"I'm not? Joey I'm hot and sweaty from helping out at the restaurant today, I need a shower."

"I need to do something first," she bit her lip, her eyes pleading with him.

He sighed, unable to resist that look. "Okay. What?"

Taking a deep breath, she liked her lips and sank down to one knee in front of him, the golden light from the candles reflected in her eyes.

He looked down at her, "What are you doing?"

"I'm..." her voice cracked. "I'm proposing." She sniffed and wiped at her eyes with her free hand. "I swore I wasn't going to cry..."

He smiled, "Joey, stand up."

"No," she shook her head. "I need to do this. You need me to do this."

"Joey..." he sat on the couch as she still held onto his hand, "Why..."

She swallowed thickly and gazed up at him. "I love you. And the thought that I might lose you scared me out of my mind. After I signed the papers...I read through them. Over and over again, and I realized...no matter how much you said you loved me or how much you swore that you'd do whatever it took to be with me, you were going to get tired of me holding you at arms length and I'd lose you anyway."

"If...then why have me sign them in the first place? Why didn't you just rip them up and never say another thing about them?"

"I love you and I want to have a real wedding, Pacey. And a real honeymoon." She bit her lip, "I want us to be married because we love each other and not because I want something out of it. Pacey, will you be my husband?"

He smiled, "Oh yeah."

Grinning through her tears, she launched herself onto his lap, wrapping him tightly in her arms. "I love you so much."

He brought her lips to his as he cupped her face. He kissed her thoroughly, "I love you more than anything."

"I'm sorry I made you wait," she whispered.

He shook his head, "It's--you were worth the wait."

"I don't believe I was." She kissed his jaw, "But I'm glad you did."

He kissed the spot below her ear, "Me too."

Her eyes fell closed and she sighed, "Is this what a happy ending feels like?"

He shook his head, "Your guess is as good as mine."

"Take me to bed, Pace." She murmured.

He removed her from his lap and stood, he pulled her behind him to the bedroom, "Don't have to tell me twice."