A Picture says it All (Benedict Cumberbatch FanFiction)

Chapter 30

A/N: Thank you all for reading, I didn't even realise this story has had 2000 reads! 

Lisa looked at Ben kneeling in front of her, opening her mouth and then closing it once again, clearing her throat. “Me? You want to marry me?” Benedict looked up at Lisa, chuckling at her expression, “I believe the right answer would have been yes.” Standing up from his kneeling position, he ran his hands along Lisa’s arms, “Sweetheart, of course I want to marry you, or else I wouldn’t have asked.” Lisa shook her head stepping away from him, she looked around, watching the lights of London. “It’s just everyone would expect you to marry some actress, or a model, not a no name wannabe journalist slash photographer.” Lisa turned back to face Benedict, shaking her head slightly. “Benedict, what if they don’t like that you want to marry me?” A tear rolled down her cheek, the emotions of the moment threatening to overwhelm her. Benedict ran his finger over her cheek, wiping the tear away before placing his hand against her cheek, forcing her to look up at him. “Lisa, they don’t matter, they will not decide who and when I marry.” Sighing Benedict took the ring out from the box, tossing the box carelessly over his shoulder. “Lisa I want to marry you and only you.” He says as he slipped the silver band onto her finger. Smiling up at him she gave a slight nod, Benedict folded his arms around her, pulling her close to his chest.

“You don’t realise how happy you have made me,” he said as a placed a kiss on the top of her head. Lisa pressed her ear to his heart, listening to the fast rhythm slowly returning to normal. “I feel like the luckiest girl in the world.” She whispered against his chest. Benedict leaned away from her, lifting her chin with his finger, before capturing her lips with his. Lisa could sense the urgency of his kiss as he deepened it. “If my parents weren’t listening at the door I would probably rip that dress of and make love to you right here.” He whispered in her ear before turning towards the door. “You might as well come out.” He yelled. The words barely left his lips when his parents stormed through, smiling from ear to ear. Wanda pulled Lisa out of Benedict’s arms, hugging her tightly. “You’ve made us all very happy child.” She said excitedly as she hugged Lisa. Lisa could see Timothy shaking Benedict’s hand, smiling proudly at his son.

Wanda turned to Benedict, “Now when will you get married, and will it be soon?” she said excitedly as she held Lisa’s hand in hers. Benedict rubbed the back of his neck, “Mother we haven’t quiet gotten to that point.” He looked at Lisa shrugging his shoulders. “Wanda I just think we shouldn’t rush into this, I don’t want everyone to think we had to get married,” Lisa blushed slightly trying to avoid Benedict’s eyes, “they are already going to hate me more.” Lisa suddenly felt very overwhelmed, the moment feeling too big for her. Both Wanda and Timothy stepped towards Lisa, Timothy placed a gentle hand on her shoulder, “Lisa, you should learn to not let his fans influence your decisions, because frankly my dear, they will not be happy about this. But in the end, it isn’t about whether of not his fans are happy; it’s about whether you and Benedict are happy.” Wanda placed a arm around Lisa’s shoulder, “He is right deary, their opinions shouldn’t matter in your marriage, because if that should be the case, then you will have to consult them on everything, when you should get married, when you should have sex and God forbid, when you should start your family.”

Wanda chuckled at both Benedict and Lisa’s red cheeks, holding out her hand for Benedict he stepped closer watching her. Wanda took Benedict’s hand while her other hand held onto Lisa’s, “A marriage is between two people, and no one else,” she placed the Lisa’s hand on top of Benedict’s holding their hands together with hers, “No one else should matter, not the fans, not the media, just the two of you.” Timothy stepped closer placing his hands over Wanda’s, “Not even your parents Lisa, or even us.” He said as he squeezed everyone’s hands.