Until the End of Time | A Team Foster-Keefe story

:: Chapter Twenty ::

Chapter Twenty 

It seemed almost impossible to announce the engagement, but finally Sophie and Keefe decided to take an hour before she had to go to work on that Monday to plan out how they were going to take on everything, at Keefe's apartment. 

"My meeting today is strictly between Bronte, Oralie, and I so the engagement shouldn't be reaching too many people just yet," Sophie started, taking out a notebook she had already started jotting down important details inside so it could be organized. "I think we should have a get together at my house, let's just invite all our friends and family and announce it together then."

"Do you want to announce it to only our closest friends and family, or maybe extend it a little past. Like coworkers and old classmates?" Keefe questioned. 

Sophie huffed. "That's exactly what I was hoping you wouldn't ask because I don't know." She sat still for a moment, simply thinking over the two options. "I think maybe just keep it close, and then coworkers and old classmates we can tell separately or maybe with a wedding invitation." She sighed. "Don't even get me started on wedding invitations."

Keefe reached over to her and gently slipped a glove off so he was touching the bare skin of her hand, and utilized the calming trick for her he had learned when she first gained the ability to strengthen everyone else's. "Don't stress yourself too hard there, Foster, I want to get married before you bury yourself in the ground with those thoughts up there."

She smiled softly and looked back at her notebook. "So we're going with a small engagement announcement party for close family and friends?" 

"That sounds perfectly fine to me," he told her, taking his hand away and grinning. 

She slid her glove back on absentmindedly looking through the notebook. "Okay, well here's a sheet of paper," she ripped a blank one from her notebook, "and you can quickly write out a list of all the people you want to invite. I'll cross reference everything and make sure that I invite everyone." 

"How about I do that?" he handed the paper to her. "You're overworked, I have the time to do the wedding stuff." 

"Are you sure?" He nodded in response. "Well, then okay." She took the time to start writing out names. "While I'm writing this out, I want to bring another thing up."

"What's up?"

She took a deep breath. "Moving in together," she told him, trying to be casual as she spelled out The Vackers on her invitation list. 

"Well, I thought we already talked about that months before we even though about marriage," he stated. "That after we'd get engaged we'd look for a house together and move in."

"I was thinking that maybe I could move into your apartment with you before we start looking for the house. House hunting could take a while, and I just really want to be with you as much as possible." At those words she looked up and grinned at him. 

He leaned over and kissed her, but they were both smiling too hard for it to work out. "I'm obviously not going to say no to my beautiful fiance and love of my life wanting to move in with me," he finally replied. 

She laughed slightly. "Well, I guess the engagement party can also be my official goodbye party to my house," she joked. The words were slightly laced with sadness, as the thought of once again moving away from that house made her upset. Since she was twelve, the house had become a safe haven for her, and every time she left it was like losing a piece of her heart. "I'm going to miss it there."

"It's not like you won't ever come back," Keefe replied, smiling slightly. "And it's not like you're moving out tomorrow. Give it time, we're not getting married yesterday."