Albert opened his eyes feeling content and reached for Juliet. His hand met nothing but cold, empty space. His eyes swept the room, a trail of his clothing were in little piles between the bedroom door and his bed. But, nothing of Juliet's. The sun was well up in the sky, how long had he slept for?

Clambering out bed, Albert pulled on a pair of blue jeans and drug a t-shirt hastily over his head and shoulders, looping his arms through the holes. Juliet leaves for Spain today. He can't let her leave without knowing how to contact her. That is what he thought of as he grabbed his keys, got into his car and swerved dangerously in and out of traffic.

What is her last name? Where is she living in Spain? Can he see her again?

He is lost in thoughts of her as he pulled into her empty driveway. The house is boarded up, ready for the upcoming storm season. There were less tourists here, which is why he chose this time and place in Tahiti.

She must have already left for the airport. I hope I am not too late, he agonized.

Once again back in his car, speeding to the airport he was assaulted with the idea of never seeing her again. Never finding her. What would he do? What wouldn't I do to see her again, he rebuked.

He parked his car in the airport parking ramp and ran up the stairs, skipping the elevator. He didn't have time to wait. Leaping two, three stairs at a time he reached the international flight area, searching the crowd for Juliet and her family.

Terminal to terminal he skimmed the electronic boards looking for Madrid. Finally he located her flight. Albert ran to her gate and by fate he saw her, standing by her family last to hand her ticket to the airline agent.

"Juliet!" Albert yelled.

She did not hear him.

"Juliet!" He yelled again, each time getting closer.

Her hazel eyes met his and he watched her flush as everyone looked from Albert to her.

"Juliet." He said breathless.

"Albert, what are you doing here?"

He smiled. "Isn't it obvious yet?" His hands to his knees, trying to catch his breath.

She looked genuinely shocked. Oh, his sweet Juliet.

"I can't stay away from you, I know this is soon and before I met you I never believed it possible. But, I love you. I have from the first moment I met you."

Her smile faded. "It will never work Albert." She whispered. "I can never give you children."

Albert's heart constricted. "We'll adopt. You can have as many children as you like, anything. I'll give you everything you've ever wanted."

She looked to her parents. Her mother's smile beamed bright and her father nodded approvingly.

"You barely know me Albert."

He cupped her face. "Marry me."

Her eyes grew wide and tears began to glimmer.

"You can't mean that."

He smiled. "I do."

"You do?"

"I do. And we have the rest of our lives to get to know each other."

She covered her mouth with trembling hands and looked at her son. He gave her a sweet smile and nodded his head looking up at his grandfather who returned the expression and ruffled his hair.

Juliet looked at Albert. Anticipation riding on the creases of his brow.

"Well, will you marry me Juliet?'

She nodded. "Yes, I'll marry you Albert."

Applause tore through the air. Juliet laughed. Albert gazed into the eyes of a woman who had stolen his heart and knew he has found the woman he wanted to spend the rest of his life with her. He wanted to provide for her and protect her. Her son would be his own. They would be a family. His happily ever after. Hey, men can hope for that too.