Something To Tell You [Ira]

[rosie]

29th April, 2009

The day before Rosie had been to visit Cameron to talk to him about her problems, or at least her plans about having a baby to get his view on it, and despite the advice he gave her, she decided that she was going to tell Ira about it anyway, after all what was the point in feeling like that and not actually talking to the love of your life about it. He had a right to know she was feeling maternal.

She knew telling him could lead their relationship down two different paths, it would either tear them apart or make them stronger. Rosie wasn't sure which it would be, but she knew which she wanted it to be. She loved Ira with all her heart and she honestly couldn't think of anybody she'd rather have a baby with, but there was just the added awkwardness that Ira took so long to even come round to the idea of a relationship never mind taking it to another level and having a baby.

Earlier she had called Ira and asked him to come and visit her, and now she was just waiting on him arriving, she was excited and nervous all at the one time. When she heard a knock at the door, she answered it right away. "Hi" she said softly, as she wrapped her arms around him in a hug and then stood back to allow him to come into the living room and then she closed the door behind him.

She walked into the living room assuming Ira was following behind, and then she sat on the sofa, and gave him a weak smile, "There's something I need to talk to you about, I'm just not sure how to approach the subject" Rosie began, as she sighed gently and bit down on her bottom lip before looking away from him. She knew it wasn't going to easy.

[Ira Grey]

Ira sat at his desk, intently concentrating on the computer screens, focusing on the project he was working on for the current case. Some of the field agents had acquired a sound clip from a voice recorder at the crime scene, but there was too much background noise to identify the voice of the perpetrator, so Ira was currently working on digitally removing layers of the background noise to further isolate the actual, important part of the sound clip.

Rosie had called earlier, during his lunch break, asking if he could come over after work, because she had something to tell him. Ira had agreed, saying he would come over as soon as he left work, but he was curious about what it was she wanted to talk about.

It was several hours later, nearing 4:30, when Ira finished, standing and stretching after being hunched over his desk for hours. He gathered his things into his messenger bag, swinging it over his shoulder before walking over to the desk of the agent in charge, Don. Ira gave him the flash drive with the isolated sound clip on it. "That should be a lot clearer now," he explained. "I'm heading out now, night."

Ira took the stairs down from the third floor where he worked to the main level. He never took the elevator unless he had absolutely no other option, or if he had to go up to a much higher floor of a building, for example, just because the tiny, enclosed space, even for a minute or two, could make him break out in a cold sweat. After the fairly short walk to Rosie's apartment building, Ira took the stairs up to her apartment. They greeted each other with their customary hug and then Rosie led him over to the couch where they both sat.

When Rosie said again that there was something they needed to talk about but she didn't know how to approach it, Ira wrapped his arm around her shoulders, gently pulling her towards him. "What is it?" he said quietly.

[rosie]

When Ira sat down he seemed so calm and Rosie began to wonder if she should even tell him at all. It wasn't often anything Rosie said would cause Ira to feel awkward or flinch, the last time she could recall that happening was when she was drifting in and out of consciousness and told him she loved him. He had said it back but she could tell he had found the whole thing really awkward. Now, here he was in her apartment, having been dating for a good six or seven months and she was about to ask him how he felt about having a baby with her.

She somehow had a feeling it wasn't going to go down well and she had a feeling that it would make him feel extremely awkward. Even when Ira pulled her gently toward him it didn't make her feel much more comfortable even though under any other circumstance it probably would have done.

She took a deep breath and then sighed gently as she turned to face him, "I spoke to Cameron first actually which surprised him, he was like, why aren't you talking to Ira, but really I just wanted some advice" Rosie began, and bit on her bottom lip again. This wasn't going to be easy, she had known that, but now she was there and he was there, it was feeling much more awkward then she thought it actually would be.

"Thing is Ira, you know how I almost lost my life the day of the bank heist?" she asked him with a sad voice, knowing full well bringing that up was going to bring up his own deep past memory of a similar situation he had gone through himself. "Well, it's made me realise life is often too short, and I'm not getting any younger and well..." she trailed off, she knew this was going to either make or break them, Cameron said it wouldn't break them, it might just take him some time to get used to the idea.

"I feel like my biological clock is ticking away fast, I know I'm still young to you, but after what happened to me, I just, I'm feeling very maternal Ira, sorry" she finally blurted out as she looked away from him again. She was now the one feeling awkward and uncomfortable, she was just waiting for Ira to stand up and put his hands up and go 'Whoa you didn't just say that, I'm gone'.

[Ira Grey]

Ira listened intently, looking into Rosie's bright blue eyes as she began to speak, hesitantly, pausing every so often. When she brought up the hostage situation at the bank, Ira felt his whole body tense subconsciously, squeezing Rosie's shoulder more tightly, remembering that day very clearly - the day Rosie had almost died, the day Ira had seen a man get shot and killed right next to him, the day that had brought back suppressed nightmares from several years before after he himself had been shot.

But Ira was definitely not expecting what Rosie said next. She's feeling maternal... Ira thought in confusion for a second. And then he realized."Oh!" he said out loud, his eyes widening as he realized what she meant. It wasn't something he had ever thought about, but he had never had reason to, or had a girlfriend that he had felt this connected to.

There were a thousand thoughts whirling around in his head after he realized what she meant, and he was unsure as to what he should say next. "You don't want to wait until we're married?" he blurted out all of a sudden, then blushed furiously as soon as he realized what he had said.

[rosie]

After Rosie had explained to Ira what was wrong and how she had been feeling there was as she had predicted some silence. Probably because he was so shocked at what she had just said. She looked away from him and bit down on her bottom lip, as she waited for him to say something. When he did at first speak and all she got from him was a clear 'oh!' she turned to him, and caught his facial expression. Just as she had assumed, he was like a dear caught in the headlights.

She was actually just about to stand up and usher him out the house out of sheer embarrassment for herself and say she hadn't meant it, and they should have some time apart until she got to grips with herself when he spoke again. And this time he said something she really hadn't expected him to say, even if he had blurted it out, she still hadn't expected him to say it.

This time it was Rosie's turn to open her eyes wide, and blushed slightly, "Ira Grey, are you calling that a proposal?" She couldn't help but ask in a high, shaky voice. She somehow hadn't expected to get any sort of proposal any time soon, but if she had, she wouldn't have quite expected it to have happened the way this one had. Then again, it was her fault, she should never have brought up the subject of babies.

Calming down slightly, but still with shock in her voice, she turned to him, "Or was that just your subtle way of saying you aren't ready?" She asked again in a soft, slightly sad voice. Rosie would never push Ira into something he didn't want, simply because she wouldn't want to lose him. "Maybe I shouldn't have said anything." She added, as she stood up and went over to the window by the piano. The piano that only a few weeks back Ira had sat and played a wonderful piece, she sighed gently thinking about it.

[Ira Grey]

Ira was mentally banging his head against the wall. How could I be so stupid? he kept asking himself. He had the ring in his inner jacket pocket, had been carrying it around for several days now, trying to think of the best way to propose to Rosie. And now he had to go and blurt out that she was going to propose!

Ira wasn't exactly sure at what point he had decided he was going to propose, It might have been when they were stuck in the elevator together, or it might have been earlier. All he knew was that he had decided he wanted to spend the rest of his life with Rosie.

He cringed slightly when Rosie asked him if that was his idea of a proposal. He shook his head. "No," he said quickly, getting to his feet and wiping his sweaty palms on his jeans. I guess now's the time, Ira thought, fumbling in his jacket pocket as he went over to the piano where Rosie stood. "I'm gonna try that again," he said, offering a weak smile, finally digging the ring out of his pocket and dropping to one knee. He looked up at her. "Rosangela Osborne, will you marry me?"

[rosie]

Rosie was still trying to get over Ira's blurted proposal, it had come as such a shock to her, that she wasn't sure where to look or what to even say. When she had spoken she had asked him if he called that a proposal, but she was teasing him, and she had meant to laugh along with it, but sort of forgotten because of the shock she was in.

Her back was turned away from him as she looked out the window feeling really embarrassed for the situation she had just caused, that she didn't see him wiping his hands on his jeans or even see him get up, she only heard him say the word no in reply to her question. She didn't even hear him walking up to her, it was only when he said the words 'I'm gonna try that again' did she turn round. She then caught his weak smile, and saw him produce a box from his pocket before going down on one knee.

Rosie wasn't silly, she knew exactly what that meant when men did that move, and she immediately brought her hand up to her chest, not sure she could believe what he was going to say next. But he did, those words came out of his mouth. 'Rosangela Osborne will you marry me?'

She couldn't keep the smile off her face, she had no idea he had even been planning to propose to her, even though he had blurted it earlier, she was sure it was because she had brought up the subject of babies. "Oh My God!" She exclaimed, and then laughed a little trying to hold back the tears of happiness which were desperately trying to escape her eyes. "You mean it, you really mean it, yes, YES Ira Grey, YES, YES, YES I'll marry you." Rosie almost shouted as she pulled Ira to his feet and threw her arms around his neck.

"I love you so much." She said into his ear, and then unable to stop herself, she said, "Does this mean my question wasn't such a bad thing after all?" However, she did giggle after it, it was just the most exciting thing that could have happened to her. The ring was gorgeous. It was a pink diamond and diamond ring set on white gold, and it had an engraving on it saying 'Forever Yours'.

[Ira Grey]

Ira couldn't help but laugh at Rosie's enthusiastic response to his proposal. She pulled him to his feet and threw her arms around his neck, and he hugged her hard, swinging her around. "I love you, too," he whispered back, taking a step back and sliding the ring onto her finger.

"It wasn't a bad question at all," Ira assured Rosie. "Just...unexpected," he admitted. "But I've been carrying the ring around trying to figure out the best time to propose, so that solved that problem." He grinned.

He had honestly had no idea how in God's name he was going to propose, so even as unexpected as Rosie's question was, it at least solved the issue of when he was going to actually get around to asking her.

"I love you," he repeated, taking her hand again.

[rosie]

When Ira laughed at her over excited response to his proposal Rosie couldn't help but laugh herself. It was quite a scene, Rosie laughing, with tears flowing down her cheeks. Now it meant that she would have to take Ira to meet her father. She had been planning on introducing Ira to her father at some point and now seemed like the best time ever. After all, her father would be so disappointed if he found out about the engagement second hand. Rosie laughed even more when Ira swung her around as she clung to his neck. When he whispered that he loved her too, Rosie just felt herself melt. She certainly hadn't expected her question of babies to spring this, but it was just great.

When Ira slid the ring onto her finger, Rosie couldn't help but hold her hand out and admire it on her finger. "It's gorgeous Ira, I love it. Pink diamond, like a rose, pink, clever." Rosie said, half teasing and half meaning it, because the ring was indeed gorgeous. "I'm so happy right now." It was true, this took over every other thought in her head, until she realised what had likely spurned this on.

She was about to ask him if he was only proposing because of what she had asked him, but he spoke before she got the chance, telling her that her question wasn't bad, just unexpected. She had to nod her head, as it was unexpected to her as well in many ways. Her biological clock just snapped at her. "I understand." She said simply, but then he continued to speak and Rosie couldn't help but continue to smile. He had been planning on proposing anyway, at least she didn't feel as if her question had prompted it, just helped him decide when to do it. She grinned back at him.

"I probably went and spoiled a whole romantic proposal thing you were going to plan huh?" She couldn't help but ask, but she was still so happy from the proposal she was grinning like a silly teenager that she didn't think anything could possibly spoil her happy moment now. He then told her loved her again taking her hand, and she clasped her own around it, placing her head on his shoulder. "I love you too Ira."