Disclaimer: I own neither Drakken nor Shego. Disney does.

"Drew, feel these peaches," offered the woman.

The blue skin man tentatively stretched out his arms and gently squeezed the swaying, slightly green orbs. A smile went across his face. "Wanna shake the tree?" queried Suzanne with a sly grin and a raised eyebrow.

"Oh, yes."

The two of them laughed in delight and they rocked back and forth. They did not mind the fruit falling on them from the tree. The shaking slowed and they began gathering up the fallen fruit. The basket was full and they decided that they had enough. Heading back to the front of the orchard to pay for the fruit both of them thought back on the past week.

It had been a week ago in that little diner that she had come to terms with her feelings. The driving of Drakken and his plans was as much to make sure that he could provide for her as it was for her own excitement. Now that he had set up a system that they had more than enough money, it was not a priority. Not to mention that Doctor Drakken still had not been connected to Drew Lipski. Everything, on paper still looked like the two of them were separate people, and that the insidious Doctor Drakken had used the innocent Drew Lipski in his plot.

Insidious indeed, thought Shego. Drew Lipski was shown to have all the stellar credit. He was a darling of industry. He also had received multiple offers to head companies. Everyone from start-ups to Fortune 500 companies had offers on the table for whenever he wanted them. They all understood, or at least said that they understood the need for downtime before he took another company under his wing.

She looked at him in a glance to her side and saw the sweat beading on his brow from the humid head and the exertion of carrying his share of the haul. She couldn't help but smile at the thought the shower when they got back to their motel room.

Drew strained at the weight that he helped hoist. A week ago, he wouldn't be doing this. He knew that, though now he didn't care. He actually enjoyed it. Side by side with the person that held his heart for so long, and that now showed her feelings in kind to him. No more need for the sniping or biting comments. No, now they were equals trying to see if they could make a relationship work.

He really wasn't sure what he would do after things settled down. There were the job offers, but they could wait. With them came work that would keep him busy and away from what was important to him. He was just getting used to things like this, small things that others wouldn't find important. Doing things that made him feel good, but didn't cause law enforcement agents from around the globe to mobilize.

There was a question in his mind, a question that only Suzanne could answer. After he paid the cashier at the pick it yourself orchard for the basket of fruit he turned to her. "Tell me, have you ever been to Vegas? I mean not on a caper."

Suzanne paused and looked at Drew. "Can't say that I have. Why?"

"Oh, no reason really. I hear that it is much fun. Shows and the what not. Americana out the yin yang. Elvis museums, quicky wedding places..."

There was a total mental shutdown. Motor control of her body was locked down until she was able to fully realize what was said. "D-Drew, are you asking me to..."

"Yes, I think I am," he descended to one knee. "I don't have a ring, but Suzanne; we have known each other for a long while. This past week has been wonderful. Will you do me the honor of becoming Mrs. Suzanne Lipski?"

Again, there was a massive pause. "Drew, yes. Yes, I would be very honored."

The sense of relief was palpable from the blue skinned man. "So, I guess you would want a large wedding."

"Not really, you said something about a quicky wedding chapel."

"Yes, yes I did. I saw a show about them on the Travel Channel, wonderful places really."