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Title: With Your Love
By: angstytimelord
Pairing: Will Graham/Lee Fallon
Fandom: Hannibal/The Big C
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: This is entirely a product of my own imagination, and I make no profit from it. I do not own the lovely Will Graham or Lee Fallon, unfortunately, just borrowing them for a while. Please do not sue.

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Lee looked across the table at Will, feeling nervous and uncertain.

Was this the right time to pop the question? Or should he wait until they were in a more intimate setting? He'd brought Will here for a reason, but suddenly, it didn't seem like the right place and time.

He tried to tell himself that he was wrong, that he was being silly. This place was so beautifully romantic; the snowy white tablecloths, the candles, the soft classical music playing. It was the perfect place for a proposal.

The truth was, he was terrified that Will would say no, that his boyfriend wouldn't feel that getting married was the right thing for them to do, not while Lee was still struggling with the drug trials. He might think that they should wait until things were more concrete, until Lee had a completely positive outlook.

But that might never happen, and Lee knew it. With his experience in drug trials, it was more than likely that things would look positive for a while, then take a sudden downturn.

It had already happened to him once in this one, though things were looking better now than they had in a long time. That was why he was so positive, and ready to ask Will that all-important question.

This was the night, and he couldn't let his fears make him back away.

After all, this was what he wanted more than anything; to ask WIll to marry him, and to get an affirmative answer. He wanted to leave here tonight knowing that he was the happiest man in the world.

Together, he and Will would conquer his problems; they would fight the cancer, and they would win. He would no longer be alone. He would have Will by his side for all of his life.

"Penny for your thoughts," Will murmured with a soft smile. His words brought Lee out of his thoughts and into the real world with a jerk; he smiled a little shamefacedly, feeling silly for sitting here thinking when he should be talking to his lover, making conversation and leading up to what he planned to ask.

"I'm sorry," he apologized, returning Will's smile as he reached across the table to take his boyfriend's hand in his own and give it a gentle squeeze. "I've got some things on my mind."

"It might help if you talk about them," Will told him, his voice still very soft. "You know you can talk to me about anything that's bugging you, Lee. I'm always here for you."

Lee couldn't help smiling at those words, his heart turning over in his chest.

"I know that, sweetheart," he said, squeezing Will's hand again before letting go and taking a deep breath. It was time for him to ask the question that had been on his mind for days.

Will had just given him the perfect lead-in. There would be no better time than now to ask, and even though he hadn't really rehearsed everything in his mind, he knew what he wanted to say.

Will's eyes widened as Lee dropped to the floor on one knee, taking his hand and looking up at him with those intense blue eyes shining. Lee almost wanted to laugh at the stunned look on his face; Will probably already had an inkling of what he meant to do, but couldn't believe that it was happening.

He himself could hardly believe that he was doing this, but nothing had ever felt so right. This was what he'd been meant to do from the moment he and Will had first met.

Lee took Will's hands in his own, looking up into his boyfriend's startled face and smiling reassuringly at him. All the love that he felt was written on his features; he looked happy and expectant.

Taking a deep breath, he began to speak, keeping his gaze fixed on Will's face. He needed to make these words count; he needed to let Will know just how serious he was about this, that it wasn't some game, or something that he had just decided to do on the spur of the moment.

"Will, from the first moment we met, I knew that you were the one for me," he began, his voice very soft, though it was so quiet in the restaurant that his voice seemed to ring out. Everyone there was listening avidly.

Clearing his throat, he continued, his voice still soft, but the words strong and firm. "I've got a lot of problems, I know, but with your love, I'm getting past them."

Will smiled at him, as though the expression couldn't be held back.

Lee's voice softened as he gazed into Will's eyes. "Will, you mean more to me than anything in the world. You have my heart and soul, and I never want them back again. You make me happier than I ever thought I could be."

Drawing another deep breath, he reached into his pocket, bringing out the small velvet box with the engagement ring inside and opening it. "Will Graham, will you marry me?"

Will's mouth dropped open as he gazed at Lee, seemingly in shock. He reached out with a trembling hand to stroke Lee's cheek, his voice barely a whisper when he answered. "Yes," he murmured, so softly that Lee almost didn't hear him at first. Then, he spoke again, his voice stronger this time. "Yes, I will."

Lee could swear that he saw stars and heard rockets going off; he had been holding his breath without realizing that he was doing so, terrified that Will would turn him down.

But he hadn't. Will had said yes. They were going to be married. This man, the man who he had given his heart and would to, was going to be his lawfully wedded husband.

He wanted to grasp Will's hand and run off to the nearest justice of the peace as soon as they could.

No, he wasn't going to do that, he told himself firmly. He and Will were going to have a beautiful wedding, not a huge one, but something that their friends could see, and celebrate with them.

There was going to be no hole-and-corner marriage for them. They would be proud of who they were and of getting married, and they wouldn't hide it from anyone.

With Will's love, he would beat cancer. He had all the hope in the world, and now, he had love on his side. He'd had it before, but this time, he was holding that love to him in a new and different way. He and Will were going to get married. Somehow, that made things even more concrete, more real.

Together, they would fight this disease, and he would come out on top. With Will by his side, he would be invincible. There was nothing that they couldn't achieve as a team.

Of course, it wouldn't be easy. But nothing worth having ever came easily; Lee knew that all too well. They would fight, and they would win. He wouldn't let the outcome be anything other than positive.

He had more hope than he'd ever had before. This time, fate would be on his side.

Taking the box from Will, he took out the onyx-and-diamond ring, sliding it onto his love's finger. He knew Will's size; he'd made sure that the ring would fit perfectly.

Will turned his hand from side to side, then looked up into Lee's face, his blue eyes shining with tears -- and with a happiness that he couldn't hold back. "It's so beautiful, Lee," he whispered.

"So are you, my love," Lee told him, his voice equally soft. He held out his hands and grasped Will's, raising the other man to his feet and wrapping strong arms around him, capturing his lips in a kiss. He never wanted to let go; he wanted to stay here forever, with Will in his arms.

But they had things to do -- and a wedding to plan, Lee told himself with an inward smile. They were going to be very busy for the next few weeks.

"With your love, my life is going to be the most amazing place," he whispered into Will's ear. "This is just the beginning, Will. We have so much living to do. It's time to get started."

Will nodded, his smile mirroring Lee's, agreement implicit in his loving gaze.

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