I'm trying Nate's POV. Well if you hate it, it'sk since it's the last chapter anyways~ :D This happens a while later after the previous chapter. Since I'm not sure how long in a relationship before someone proposes, I'm just gonna leave the time frame up to your own imagination. It's safer this way. Sorry in advance for the swearing.

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Epilogue:

"Stop touching it you dumb fuck!" Nate growls.

"If you screw this up, I'm going to kill you." Tish says with a smile, linking her arms with David.

David lifts his hands in the air in mock surrender, "Calm down, man."

"Why are you two even here?" Nate runs a hand through his hair, "I clearly said to come after I've proposed, not before!"

"We thought if Jess is going to be here, why couldn't we be here." Tisha shrugs.

"Did you start yet?"

He spins around at the new voice, "Mom! Why are you here?"

"I can't miss your proposal, I'm your mother." she says nonchantly, as if it was a normal occurance for a mother to pop in during her son's proposal.

"All of you get out. I can't do this if all of you are standing around gawking at us."

"Hi!" Phoebe burst into the room.

"Get out." He slumps into the chair, "I'm never going to tell you fuckers anything important ever again."

"Nate! Language." his mother admonishes.

He rolls his eyes at his mother.

They all freeze when they hear the car in the driveway.

"Shit. Hide, hide or throw yourselves out the window." He scrambles to his position.

He hears her voice drifting from the living room, "Jess, we have to go help the bride pick up her wedding dress, why are we coming home? I promised to meet Nate later, I can't wait to see him."

He grins, forgetting why he was in such a hurry in the first place.

The door opens and in walks Kate and Jess, "Nate! You're… You're all here."

"Damnit."

Tisha smacks his arm, "You're not supposed to swear when you propose you idiot."

"T!" He covers his face with hands and slumps into the chair.

"You're proposing to me?" Kate squeals, "I knew this was going to happen, it's finally happening to me. I knew it!"

He sits there staring at his girl jumping up and down, she was too adorable for her own good.

He feels a hard nudge on his shoulder. He turns back to see Tisha lifting her chin in Kate's direction. Her look is asking him why his ass was still on the chair when he should be down on one knee already.

He quickly shakes himself from his thoughts and locates the ring from underneath the pile of napkins he had tried to hide it under.

Kate stops mid-giggle and puts her hand to her mouth when he sinks down onto one knee. "I was going to try to give you a romantic proposal, but these idiots ruined it."

"Stop beating around the bush and get to it!" He ignored the complaints from behind him, "I want to see the ring."

He waited until Kate turned back towards him before he began his speech again, "Kate Anderson, will you marry me?"

"Because I'm your girlfriend, I'll give you a 5 out of 10 for the proposal. It needs work, but it's the worst proposal I've seen."

"No!" He yells.

Kate leaped onto him and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him down for a lip bruising kiss.

Her swollen lips and messy hair did things to him. He shook his head, he couldn't wait to get his ring on her finger, claiming her as his forever.

"So?" He lifted his mouth into a smirk, knowing she was going to say yes.

She rolled her eyes, "Maybe."

"No!" He yelled. "That's not what you-" he stops himself when he sees the smirk he had before nestled on her face. He wrapped an arm around her, pulling her close, "You're going to be mine."

"And you are mine." He smiled as she nuzzled her response into his neck.

"Mine forever."