A Petrelli Engagement? [Becca]

[peter]

4^th May, 2009

Peter's Apartment - Lower Manhattan

It was a glorious day and Peter Petrelli was in love. Yes, finally he had met the woman of his dreams. Aright, so they had only been dating for a month, but he'd seen enough of her and knew enough about her, to know he loved her and that would never change. Now he knew he wanted to spend the rest of his life with Becca Walker, he just hoped she would feel the same way about him.

He was about to find out.

He had planned a surprise engagement in Paris. Having taken Nathan's ability of flight from him again, he had previously flown to Paris and booked a restaurant and a hotel room for later that night. He had also set up another special surprise and that was when he was going to ask the question. He didn't want to do it in the restaurant for the simple fact, he wasn't sure if he was being too quick and should she say no, he didn't want to be let down in front of a lot of people.

Now all he needed to do was get Becca. So he left his apartment and made his way to Mohinder's apartment where Becca was currently residing. After Becca let him in, he gave her a mischievous smile along with a wink, and told her to close her eyes, after he kissed her gently. He put a blindfold on her eyes and then scooped her up into his arms, and made sure the door was locked properly before taking off and heading in the general direction of Paris.

Paris

After what felt like a considerable amount of time in the air, Peter could finally see the Eiffel Tower in the distance and began to lower his height. He knew exactly where he needed them to go and he was dropping down behind a building so they would hopefully not be seen in full view. After all not all humans knew about people like himself and Becca yet. Once he touched down gently, he put Becca onto her feet, and took her hand, keeping the blindfold on, until he had them both out in the main street directly facing the Eiffel Tower.

He took off the blind fold, and then said, "Surprise Becca Walker" and stood there grinning like the cat who got the cream as he turned to face her and winked at her, wanting to see how she'd react to his little surprise.

[Rebecca Walker]

Becca had been getting ready all day for her date with Peter. She had put on a nice red dress which she got two days ago after finding some money lying around the apartment, mostly in Molly’s old piggy bank. Peter had made her into some school girl who wanted to get dolled up. She was never like that but something about her boyfriend made her change.

She loved Peter. As wired as it sounded she did though they met a little over a month ago, she loved the man who had saved her. After she finished putting her high heels on she walked to the mirror that was in the hall putting on some lip gloss as there was a knock on the door. “Boyfriend.” Becca throws her arms around Peter’s neck as he kisses her.

“What the?” Peter put a blind fold on her. “What is this? Oh a surprise I love surprises.” She was about to kiss Peter again when he scooped her up in his arms. She turned her head to where she figured his head was. “This isn’t some kind of kinky thing you got planned?” Before she knew it she felt as if they were flying. “Peter! Peter what? Where are we going?”

Becca hurried helping Peter take of her blind fold as she looked right at the Eiffel Tower she slapped Peter’s arm playfully when he winked at her. “Aw Pete.” She looked at him, never expecting that this was his surprise. “This is the best.” She had never been to Paris and this was just a treat since she was here with Peter. “Thanks Boyfriend.” She wrapped her arms once again around his neck pulling him for a kiss.

[peter]

Peter smiled and put his arms around Becca's waist when she put her arms around his neck when he kissed her. It was a nice touch, and he always liked the way she called him boyfriend, not that he would be that for much longer. Well hopefully, if everything went to plan that was. "Bella Donna" he said softly into her ear. Peter wasn't usually one for nicknames but when he had met Becca, 'bella donna' was the first thing he thought of, which translates to beautiful woman.

"Yes it's a surprise" Peter said softly and then laughed a little when she asked if it was something kinda kinky he had planned. "Oh you'll just have to wait and see wont you my Bella Donna" he replied with a wink, even though she wouldn't see it and wouldn't be able to count it this time. He was soon in the air with her, and of course he couldn't help but laugh as she asked where they were going.

"Well I can't say that, if I told you where we were going it wouldn't be much of a plan" Peter said chuckling. Glad that it didn't take too long to get to Paris, the flight he had from Nathan was quite a speed which was just as well, given that he wanted to make sure they were going to get the evening and night out of this date.

He flicked his head to the side with his half smile when she playfully slapped his arm and remarked 'aw Pete', it was so cute. He smiled more when she said it was the best, oh she hadn't had the best yet, but he wasn't going to say that to her. "I rather think you're the best, but glad you like the surprise" he said softly and winking again. When she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him and thanked him, Peter shrugged his shoulders back a little, "You don't have to thank me, it's more me thanking you for being in my life" he said so softly, smoothly and maybe even a little emo, but who cared?

After kissing her, he took her hand in his, "Come on, we don't want to be late, I've a table booked at this Italian restaurant called Findi " Peter said as he gently continued to walk in the direction of the restaurant which wasn't very far away from the hotel he had booked, which was also rather near the Eiffel Tower. He had been lucky to keep everything fairly close together. "And I've got us a room booked at the Hotel Eiffel Seine for tonight" Peter added with a grin, as he continued leading Becca to the restaurant he had booked.

[Rebecca Walker]

(OOC: you don’t have to reply to the apartment stuff just didn’t want it to end there without a reaction so I’m making her reply to that part short.)

Becca tilted her head as Peter talked into her ear. It tickled and made her giggle a bit when he called her Bella Donna. When he first called her that she had no idea what it meant and she even called him out asking if that was another girl’s name. Soon after he calmed her down she found out what it meant making her a bit more keen on having the nickname. She tried to look to where Peter was when he told she would have to wait. “Well if its something kinky I so want a whip.” She chuckled making a joke as she waited for her surprise.

Becca was in awe of being in Paris that she had no clue what Peter was saying till she stopped herself from taking it all in. Shaking her head when Peter gave her a wink. “That’s around what a thousand winks now?” She thought he would give her a come back but he said yet another sweet thing to her. “Quit it.” She playfully glared at him then blushed. Lately Peter had been telling how wonderful she was and honestly it made a bit unsure of herself, but then she would look into his eyes and all her worries would disappear into thin air.

When Peter shrugged his shoulders she moved back a little thinking she had said something wrong. But after hearing the rest of his statement she rolled her eyes pulling him back onto her, wrapping her arms around him once again. “But what if I want to thank you?” She gives him a peck on the lips before moving her head away eyeing him as if he knew what she had meant.

She took a hold of his hand raising an eye brow at him. “Sounds really fancy. Pete neither of us our in a financial position for something like this.” She stopped walking eyeing him yet again. “You robbed a bank didn’t you?” Her joke didn’t play off as well as she wanted it to since Peter had told her another surprise about booking a hotel room. “Oh did you?” Becca smirked at him as she held his hand a little bit tighter. “Someone wanted to get a reward for all of this.” She casually states without a care in the world if anyone had heard her. It wasn’t like Peter and her hadn’t been intimate before but this felt different but she wasn’t sure why.

Once they reached the restaurant Becca was again in awe of how elegant it all looked. It looked like a cozy place with the amber lights all around and the soft classical music made it just that more magical. She gently touched Peter’s arm as they went to tell the hostess giving him a look telling him that she was in his debt forever.

[peter]

"A thousand and a lot more besides, it's impossible not to wink at you." Peter replied with a slight laugh, he couldn't believe Becca had been counting all his winks, it would have been impossible, even Peter couldn't keep track of them all and he was the one giving them. When she told him to quit the compliments Peter just shook his head, but gave her a warm smile. "I'll never stop complimenting you Becca Walker." Peter grinned, thinking to himself how good it will be to think of her as Becca Petrelli.

When Becca pulled Peter back toward her, when he'd shrugged his shoulders back a little, she had said what if she wanted to thank him before kissing him gently, Peter blushed slightly, but then kissed her back gently, before winking again and saying, "That kind of thank you, you can certainly give me." He said to her, as he allowed his hand to squeeze her buttock gently.

Peter sighed gently when Becca spoke about their financial situation, "I know our financial situation isn't that great Becca, but mom has a great financial position, she likes to treat her children every so often, and this time I decided I was going to treat you." Peter explained with a flick of his head and half smile, when he glanced to her. Only the treat wouldn't just be for Becca, it would be for Peter also especially if she said yes to his question.

"Maybe I did." He replied when she mentioned reward, although his reward would be made even better if he got the answer he was hoping for. He couldn't see her saying no, because even though they had a very quick romance, Peter knew he was one hundred percent in love with Becca Walker.

Once they were inside the restaurant and they approached the hostess, Peter gave her a warm smile, *"la table pour deux au nom de Petrelli, s'il vous plaît" Peter said to the woman in French. Not that Peter was bi-lingual, he could speak Italian and English, but he had bought a French phrase book so he could know basic French if it was necessary.

**"Oui, venez cette voie monsieur Petrelli" the hostess said, as she took Peter and Becca to a small table for two toward the back of the restaurant. She handed them a menu each, and said she would be back in a few minutes, using clear English. Well at least Peter knew he could speak in English to her and she would understand.

Peter held the seat out for Becca to sit down, before taking his own seat and then he began to look through the menu, wondering what he was going to order. He had also planned for a bouquet of red roses to be delivered to the restaurant and when he glanced at his watch, he knew they would be arriving imminently. And he was right.

***"Madame Rebecca Walker ? Ceux-ci sont pour vous." They were given to her with a bow, and the man left the table, there would be a card with the roses, with the following words.

My Bella Donna, I hope you are enjoying this surprise, but it's not over yet. All my love Peter.

Peter could only glance up to see what kind of reaction Becca was going to give.

Translations:
*Table for two in the name of Petrelli please
**Yes Mister Petrelli, come this way please
***Rebecca Walker, these are for you

[Rebecca Walker]

She tilted her head slightly eyeing Peter. “Well then I'll have to stop counting soon.” She chuckled a bit shaking her head. “Cause there is no way I can remember all of them.” Once Peter told her he wasn’t going to stop Becca gave a small glare before she busted out a grin. “Oh fine but you need to do it less often. I think I might be getting a complex here.” She was truly in love with Peter and she was so glad that he made this surprise for her.

Becca’s eyes grew huge once Peter grabbed her. “Peter Daniel Petrelli.” She grabs his hand bringing it back to her front. “We are in public.” Sure she wouldn’t have minded what Peter was doing in a private place but no he did it in public. Sure Paris was the most romantic place on earth but still she had to keep him in line. “And you know I should be doing the fun.” She slid her hand on his thigh before she takes it away giving him a devilish look.

Becca just gave a warm smile at Peter when he talked about his mother. It wasn’t like she hated Angela but she still didn’t quite trust her though she was willing to give her the benefit of doubt since she was the women who raised Peter. She rolls her eyes at him when he said he had wanted a reward. “Sure you did.” She wrapped her hand around his once again.

Once they got there Becca was in awe of Peter when he used French. She didn’t even know he spoke French, but when he talked in Italian she always felt like she wanted to jump him right that minute even when it was when Peter and Nathan were fighting and they slip some swear words in Italian into the mix she loved anything that came out of his mouth.

When Peter pulled out her chair she gave him a quick peck on the cheek as they began to look at the menu. “Since when do you know French?” Se looked at the menu wondering how frogs or snails would taste but figured she would stick with something she couldn’t picture with a face.

As a man walked over she eyed Peter before the man handed her roses and started to talk in French. She gave a nod as he left not knowing what he had just said she looked over at Peter. “He didn’t say anything bad did he?” She smelled the roses as she picked up the card opening it as a half smile, just showing her front teeth appeared on her face. “Aw Pete. They are gorgeous.” She gives him a look before shaking her head. “Can we get all the surprises over soon because I’m having trouble keeping my excrement in.”

[peter]

Peter smiled at Becca mischievously, "I didn't expect you to count them all my Bella Donna, but you were the one who started that, not me." He said teasing her ever so slightly, and then, something he hadn't done for a long time, stuck his tongue out at her in a very playful manner. He loved teasing Becca, it was such fun, and the good thing was, she teased him back which was why he loved her so much.

"How can you be getting a complex with me giving you compliments?" Peter asked with a slightly raised eyebrow. He hadn't heard of anybody getting a complex over too many compliments, that was a first on him. "Besides, it's way too impossible not to compliment you Becca Walker."

Peter couldn't help but chuckle when Becca looked outraged at his hand squeezing her buttock, but then she mentioned about doing the fun thing as her hand touched his thigh. This time Peter looked shocked, or at least tried to look shocked, it was difficult keeping a straight face. "Rebecca Anne Walker, we are in a very public place." He couldn't help but say, he would have moved her hand to his lips to kiss it, but she had already removed it herself, as he caught the devilish look on her face.

Peter just grinned and winked when Becca remarked that sure he wanted a reward. However, still in his thoughts, he couldn't help but think he'd be the one with the reward, so long as she said yes.

"Phrase book Becca, I'm not what you would call fluent in French, just managed to learn enough to get me by the basics if it was required." He replied giving a slightly defeated look, knowing that now she knew just how little French he knew it could possibly come as a disappointment, however he was still fluent in his mother tongue which was Italian and he was pretty certain she loved hearing him speak in Italian.

Peter laughed, "No, he didn't say anything bad, he just said they were for you." Still he couldn't help but stare at Becca as her reaction to the roses made his heart melt. "Glad you like them my Bella Donna, as for surprises, well there's a couple more, but I can't say how quick you will find them." He said with a slight wink, after all he didn't want to ruin it for her by saying anything more, but at the same time she still wouldn't have that long to wait.

Just then the waitress came back to take their order. Peter stuck to his famous Italian food he loved and ordered spaghetti bolognaise, and then waited for Becca to put in her own order. Of course he had pre-ordered the house wine and it was already sitting on the table in a bucket of ice, so Peter poured the wine into each of their glasses and waited for their food to arrive.

*****After Dinner*****

After a wonderful dinner where some musicians had been playing live music, Peter paid the bill and then stood up and held his arm out for Becca to take. He was going to take her to the next part of his surprise. As he lead the way out of the restaurant and turned to face the Eiffel Tower.

"Ready for the next surprise my Bella Donna?" He asked with a grin, as he looked up at the great height of the Eiffel Tower, which would take them a good half hour or so to walk to.

[Rebecca Walker]

Becca knew she didn’t have to count all of Peter’s winks but she couldn’t help herself. He made her feel like a child again maybe a teenager would sound better but in this moment she definitely felt like a child when he stuck his tongue out at her. “Well you never stopped me.” She placed her hand on his tongue pushing it back into his mouth, not in a forceful way.

She looked at him shaking her head. “Because Silly, if you keep telling me how wonderful I am it will never let me see my faults and work on them.” She playfully touched his shoulder as a warm smile came on her face when he gave her another compliment. “Well you’re not half bad either.” She wrapped her arms around his neck, you could see she was truly in love with him.

Becca let out a chuckle when Peter tried to act shocked like she had but he wasn’t doing such a great job at it. “I can’t help myself. I’m hungry.” She gave another devilish look before he gave her a wink. “Yeah I’m not going to count anymore.” She said in a playful way as she did a mental count on the wink.

Giving him a warm smile as she placed her hand onto his. “Well I’m glad you learned some because it sounds very sexy.” After giving him a wink she looked around the room before her eyes landed back on Peter. “Though its not as sexy as when you’re yelling in Italian.” It didn’t matter if Peter knew another language just the way he spoke stood out to her as if it was calling her in.

She gave him a pout when he said she would have to wait. “Okay fine. I’ll wait.” It wasn’t like she wanted to get this whole surprise over with, she just wanted to know what else Peter had up his sleeve. Knowing Peter it would something amazing she would have to wait for.

When the waitress came she had ordered some cheese tortellini but she ended up stealing bites of Peter’s food which looked more appealing. The wine and the food was delicious but for the whole dinner she couldn’t help but think to her boyfriend’s surprise.

After dinner Peter had asked if she was ready for her next surprise but she wanted it to be over so she knew what he was getting at. She held onto his hand as they walked the streets in they city of love. "Thank you Peter. For al of this, its just wonderful. She loved her surprised, she really did but she just wanted to know what this was leading to.

[peter]

Peter just grinned when Becca remarked that he hadn't stopped her, and then tried to laugh as she pushed his tongue back into his mouth. He simply had fallen completely in love with Rebecca Walker. True they had a quick romance, but he knew in his heart what he was about to do was completely right for him, he just had to hope that it was right for Becca too, but he felt in his heart that she felt the same way about him.

"Ah, but my Bella Donna, what if I were to say you have no faults?" Peter asked, still teasing her slightly, because almost everybody had one fault or another, that much was true. But Peter could honestly see very little faults with Becca. As Becca wrapped her arms around his neck, he wrapped his around her waist, "Well thank you kind lady." He replied when she said he wasn't half bad either.

"You're that hungry?" He asked still completely teasing Becca, because obviously it wasn't food she was referring to, but that was the whole joke in what they were saying to each other. "Really? That leaves the door open for me to wink continually for the rest of our lives, because I wont have to worry about you losing count." Peter said and laughed after it, they were constantly teasing each other, which was rather fun, but actually rather romantic at the same time.

Peter could only smile when Becca told him that it was sexy he had learned French, then followed it with his shouting in Italian was even sexier. "Well I'm glad I can please you in either respect my Bella Donna." He replied in as smooth a voice as he could possibly use. He had only learned enough French to get him by, but now that he knew Becca found it sexy, he might just have to learn more he thought to himself. Or at least speak in Italian more when he was with Becca.

Peter just smiled and refrained from laughing when Becca pouted and said she would wait. This was such an important surprise, he couldn't let it slip before the end, it would be such a waste. However, even Peter himself couldn't wait until the moment he finally asked the question. He was beginning to get somewhat a little nervous. His hand absent mindedly went into his pocket to feel the box the ring was in, making sure it was still safely in his pocket, he sighed with relief knowing he hadn't lost it.

After dinner as they walked along the street toward the Eiffel Tower, Becca thanked him for everything. Peter stopped briefly for a second and gave her a sweet tender kiss, "You're welcome my Bella Donna, but the best is yet to come." He said, realising they were now at the Eiffel Tower, he looked around, made sure nobody was really looking and whisked Becca up into his arms and kicked up off the ground until he reached the top of the Eiffel Tower and glided in quickly and put her back onto her feet.

He had timed it just perfectly, he had cleared it with the officials of the Eiffel Tower to keep it empty for an hour from ten pm, and as he led her round the corner there was a small round table and two chairs, with a candle in the middle of the table and one single red rose. There was also a bottle of champagne in a bucket of ice, and two champagne glasses on the table.

He then bent down on one knee and took Becca's hand in his own, and looked up into her eyes, producing the box from his pocket, he swallowed and then said, "Rebecca Anne Walker, I can't think of anybody I would rather spend the rest of my life with, I am so in love with you. Will you do me the honour of becoming my wife?" And he then opened the box to show the gorgeous diamond and sapphire ring, with the engraved words "Bella Donna" on the inside.

The Ring.

[Rebecca Walker]

Becca loved playing around with Peter. It was as if he made her get crazy and he liked it. She loved him so much that sometimes she would think if she hadn’t met Peter she would have been dead which would have been true. If they met in high school or even college she knew that Peter and her would had connected just as fast as they had now. All she needed was Peter to make everything in her life better.

She looked at Peter rolling her eyes at him. “Well I would have to leave you since that would make you a lair.” She states as she wraps her arm around Peter’s. Sure she didn’t see her faults as other people might but the one thing she knew for sure was that her boyfriend was perfect in every way, though he had his own faults but she didn’t mind any of them. She looked into Peter’s brown eyes, holding on tightly to him as he wraps his arms around her waist. “Anything for you kind sir.”

Giving him a look she smirked at him nodding. “I can’t help that you make me this way.” She gave him a quick peck on the lips, biting his lower lip as she slowly pulled away. He finally said he didn’t care about her counting. “Yes because if I had to count I might just go crazy and try to hurt your eyes.” Of course she was only teasing but still it was nice she didn’t have to count.

She smiled at him, Peter knew very well whatever he was saying she usually loved it, unless it was him telling her off because she had done something wrong. “I only wish I could speak a language besides the little Spanish I can remember from school.” She grew up on the west coast and that was the most used language rather then English out there so she had to learn it. Though when she talked with anyone in Spanish she could make very little out. She just hoped she could please Peter in other ways.


As Peter stopped them from walking to the Eiffel Tower, he kissed her, his gentle touch made her smile. Becca could smell her sweet scent that was Peter. His touched made her feel special and loved. “I can’t wait.” She went to take Peter’s hand to spin in the street but before she could he had picked her up and started flying. “Peter.” She glared at him for a moment knowing he knew what she meant. It was one thing to fly them to Paris but now he was flying them to the top of the tower with people on the ground. The time she had spent working for the Company she knew very well not to use your power in the public for no good reason. She could have walked all the way up, fine she would have been whining about how they didn’t fly up but she was still right.

Once he glided her to the spot he had planned Becca looked at Peter giving him a huge smile. “Aw Pete this is perfect.” She looked at the table seeing the rose then the bottle of champagne, knowing he wanted to get her drunk. Her hand glided on the small table as she noticed something. “Wait.” With her back to Peter she continued to be confused. “No chocolate covered strawberries. Unless the chocolate is for the hotel room?” She questions turning around feeling Peter grab her hand. “Peter?”

Becca looks at Peter as he pulls out a box from his pocket. She was speechless as Peter ask her the question. She took her hand away from Peter placing it on her mouth. She knew she loved Peter and their love had started fast and she wasn’t going to stop it from moving faster then she thought. She moved her hands from her mouth now grabbing Peter’s pulling him up off the tower’s floor, pulling him into a hug. Her eyes lock with his as she smiles and kisses him. Moving away slightly, her teeth still touching Peter’s lips, she sighed. “Yes…yes...yes.”

She moved her head now being able to see Peter easier she gave him a huge smile. “I would love to marry you, Peter Daniel Petrelli. I couldn’t think of anyone else that I want as much as you.” She looked at the ring making her smile grow wider. It didn’t matter how much the ring cost all that matter to her was that she was going to be with Peter for the rest of her life.

[peter]

"You'd leave me?" Peter said as he clutched his heart for a second, "You'd honestly break my heart for telling the truth?" He added, as he smiled and winked at her, still teasing her. "Guess I better stop then, I mean, I don't want you leaving me." He said, enjoying their embrace for a moment, as he had wrapped his arms around Becca's waist. As she said 'anything for you kind sir' Peter just pushed forward, rubbing his nose with hers gently.

"I make you that way?" He asked, still teasing her, but laughed anyway, even more when she had kissed him and bit his lip slightly. "I'm that good am I?" He asked laughing. "You're a tiger Becca, you know that?" He said laughing, "I know you wouldn't hurt my eyes, you love them too much." He added when she teased him about hurting his eyes. Of course Peter wasn't really big headed or anything, he was just messing around.

"Well, my Bella Donna, it's never too late to learn." Peter stated when Becca said she wished she knew other languages other than the little Spanish she had learned at school. And it was true, you could learn another language at any time of your life. You didn't have to be young.

When Peter swept Becca up into his arms to fly to the top of the tower, and she glared at him, he just looked at her and winked. "Nobody was looking, I made sure." He knew full well what would have been going through Becca's mind, the whole you're not supposed to use your powers in public thing. But just about everybody did it in some way or another. Evolved Humans were more commonly known than a lot of people realised.

Peter just smiled at Becca's reaction to the surprise at the top of the tower once they got there. "I'm glad you like it." Peter said when he heard Becca say it was perfect and then went on to ask about strawberries and chocolate. He just laughed and shook his head. "Trust me you'll have your strawberries and chocolate, they're just for later." He said with a wink, even though she had already asked herself if the chocolate was for the hotel room.

He had then taken her hand and proposed to her at that moment, and wondered what she would say. He didn't have to worry. He watched as she took her hand away from his and paced it over her mouth, well that was a good sign, right? She then grabbed his hand pulling him up, and wrapping him in a hug. Definitely a good sign. She then locked eyes with his and kissed him before saying yes, three times.

Peter grinned as she said the words about there being nobody she wanted as much as him. He lifted her up and swung her around before putting her back down on the ground, and then taking her left hand in his own once more and placed the ring on her wedding finger. "I love you so much Rebecca, my Bella Donna." He said, as he lifted the champagne out of the bucket, and popped the cork as some of the liquid escaped from the bottle as it ran over his hands, he then poured the champagne into both the glasses, and gave one to Becca.

He then chinked his glass against her own, "To our future, Mrs Rebecca Petrelli to be." Just then a couple of violin players appeared and began playing 'Love Is All Around'. "How about a dance?" Peter asked, and then as he wrapped his arms around her waist to pull her toward him, he added, "Then we can take this to the wonderful hotel room I booked."

[Rebecca Walker]

Becca gave Peter a look when he said the strawberries were for later. Why would she have to wait even more then she had been. “Oh okay I can wait.” She states giggling at his wink as she already lost count for the number of winks. She would count his winks though she wouldn’t recall the exact number but it was the thought that count.

Then he asked her the one thing she wasn’t expecting. Marriage was something she held above all things but she knew she wanted to be with Peter all her life. The moment he had planned was perfect even though he didn’t have strawberries but Peter took all the time in the world to make this her dream come true.

When Peter picked her up she shrieked in excitement not expecting him to do that. She couldn’t help but give him another quick kiss as he set her down. Her eyes never left her hand as he slid the ring on to her finger. “I love you too Peter.” He then went to pop the cork which made her stand behind him so she wouldn’t get wet. Becca walked back to him when he handed her a glass.

She took a sip of her champagne smiling in delight hearing her last name change to Petrelli. It was just a nice ring to it when Peter called her Rebecca Petrelli. As a little girl she always thought her name fitted together but now she could see that Petrelli fitted it well. Her eyes look into Peter’s as violin players start to play the song. “I love to Mr. Petrelli.” Placing her arms on Peter’s shoulders she put her head on his shoulder whispering into his ear. “As long as there is chocolate in the room I’m there.”

[peter]

When Becca said she could wait for the strawberries, Peter could only smile. He had a plan, and his plan certainly wasn't going to be on the top of the Eiffel Tower. Yet, he didn't want to say as much, after all, this hadn't been organised without help, there were prying ears in the vicinity.

Peter could only chuckle slightly when Becca shrieked when he picked her up. However she kissed him when he put her back down again, and of course he kissed her right back. Then not giving up on the teasing, even on such a romantic evening, when she said she loved him too, he couldn't help but say, "Of course you do, you just agreed to marry me." He followed this with a small laugh. He also had to laugh when she walked behind him when he was popping the cork to the champagne.

When she gave him that smile after calling her Mrs Rebecca Petrelli to be, Peter couldn't help but notice how gorgeous the smile was. Then again, he had known how gorgeous she was from the day he had met her. When he asked her to dance and she said she would love to, and put her hands on his shoulders he lowered his hands ever so slightly and gently slapped one her buttocks in a teasing way. When she said to him as long as there was chocolate in the room she'd be there, he slapped her buttock again playfully.

"Rebecca Walker, you really are quite the tiger." Peter loved it though, and he winked before adding, "There's more then chocolate in the room, we're going to have fun with those strawberries." He laughed a little at his own dirty talk. The song which was being played had finished, and Peter finished the champagne he had in his glass, and then locked eyes with Becca. "Well I don't know about you, but I personally can't wait any longer to get to that hotel room." He winked after it. Alright so the champagne wasn't finished, but who cared, there was more of it at the hotel room anyway, along with plenty of strawberries, chocolate sauce and cream.

[Rebecca Walker]

Peter was giving her a smile which made Becca believe that he had more up his sleeves then just asking her to marry him. She loved her whole surprise but she could only imagine and hope that it was the same thing she was thinking.

She playfully slapped Peter’s arm giving him a look of innocence. “Why Peter I might just say no because of this.” Her fake frown turned into a grin as she flicked his nose before he got out the drink. She couldn’t think of anyone in the whole world that loved her as much as Peter did. Being around Peter made her act as if she was one of those teenagers that had puppy love but this love was real. Peter would be hers forever.

One Peter slapped her butt she moved a bit looking up at him. “I’m not going to say anything.” She knew that Peter and hers way of flirting was different then others and probably would get them yelled at. She slide her hand to his waist tugging on his shirt in a playful way. She chuckled when he did it again and as he went on telling her what he had in mind she bit his ear softly as she rested her head on his shoulder once again. Becca placed her lips to Peter’s as she smiled. “Get ready, get set, fly boy.”