"Now THAT'S a new one I haven't heard anyone use on ANYONE since I was 17 years old and someone at my school called someone else drop-dead gorgeous. Childhood memories, eh?" Ajax grinned, chuckling a little. "Maybe not the best description of my devilishly handsome features, but still, thanks." he joked with a teasing smile. "You're lucky? Do you remember when we met? If I remember correctly, I was knocked out, bleeding to death with smoke rising from my soon to be corpe, eh? And you were a shimmering, bored angel that just SWOOPED on down, scared the heebie-jeebies out of me, and healed me! Then SOMEHOW you convinced my stubborn soul, if not reluctantly, to first follow you into CITY, which is hard to get me to do, and then convinced me to let you, of all life-saving angels, follow me back to the cave even WITH my unlucky condition. You suffered through verbal assault from Goose and silent glares from Rooster, fought off demons, and must I go on? I'd have been super dead 8 or 9 times over if you didn't come along and save my butt every single time. Now, think about that, adn you think YOU'RE the lucky one?" Ajax said with a snort, closing his eyes a moment.

Mercy smiled, laughing at his first story. "I think you're just that handsome. In a very masculine way, you are drop dead gorgeous." She teased, listening to him speak with a soft sigh. "I would do that ten times over just to be with you. You always protect me, no matter what. You were on the verge of death, and you kept that she-demon from ripping my heart out. You kept Xander from stealing me away. You make me laugh, you make me smile. You show me amazing places, amazing things. Things and places I never would have seen without you. You brought a new purpose into my life, and if I hadn't met you, I'd go on living my afterlife with no purpose except to rescue. Just another bland, monotone angel. But now I have you. You're my purpose now." She finished softly, laying on her side to face him and hold his gaze.

"A very masculine way, that's comforting." Akax commented wryly, tilting his head as Mercy started. His heart just melted throughout the speech till he felt like a fuzzy puddle. -STOP BEING A PUDDLE AND ANSWER- His brain snapped at itself, so he tried to think up an answer to hold a candle to the statement she just gave, failing miserably. "Well... I wouldn't let that demon rip your heart out because I needed to steal your heart, for one." He grinned, then got serious. "Thank you Mercy, really. I could not ask for a better friend, girlfriend, person to be around, ANYTHING... you are absolutely perfect. I mean, not to put a bucket of water on your fiery story buuuut... living a life rescuing people isn't AS bad as wishing you hadn't existed in the first place, actually wanting to die, being tormented daily by demons that tried to make you what you were not, and constantly hiding from everyone in caves to protect them." His tone was serious at first but became joking again. "Well on that note I would get beaten to crap by demons 50 times over just to be with you, so." Ajax chuckled with a happy twinkle in his eyes. "You really do.. also... being a purpose to my own life, as I have said many times before. I'm getting a hang of this broken record thing. No one can hold a candle to you in any way, shape, or form. No one is as beautiful, cunning, strong, caring, kind, and loving as you are. No one has ever made me feel the way you make me feel. My world wasn't really turning before you came, but now everything just fits perfectly." he paused and his face lit up. "Oooo, sad song but now I'm thinking of *where were you when the world stopped turnng* by Alan Jackson. I have a different meaning, but same concept. If ONLY you had come a bit earlier and maybe my world would have kicked it into gear a little sooner." Ajax teased with a wide grin.

Mercy chuckled at his jokes, shifting so she could toy with his hair. She listened to him quietly, a bright smile on her face the whole time. She lifted herself up on one arm toward the end, watching him with something like awe in her eyes, which were looking a little wet. "You're gonna make me cry." She muttered, moving to bury her head into the crook of his neck with a little sniffle, giving a faint laugh at herself. She wasn't usually one to happy cry.

Ajax snorted a little at her comment, turning it into a cough so it hopefully wouldn't seem like he was laughing. "Is that a good thing or a bad thing?" He chuckled, then added, "But don't cry either way, it'll get my shirt all wet and you are less interesting to look at when your face is all wet from tears." Ajax teased, trying not to grin as he turned his gaze back to the sky. It was getting later in the night... he guessed around 12 AM... because the moon was right above them.

"Good, I'm pretty sure. I dunno, I'm pretty sure my insides just turned to mush." Mercy said softly, laughing at his last comment. "Sorry, I'll do my best to keep your shirt dry and my face interesting for you." She teased, lifting her head to press a kiss to his cheek.

"Well THAT'S not good. I can't just magically POOF heal you, ya know. Why did your insides turn to mush again?" Ajax asked with a wry grin. "Oh good! I'm glad we can come to an agreement on that." He chuckled, brushing her hair away from her face with a finger.

"Because of you." Mercy huffed, hovering her head over his slightly. "You're too sweet, and amazing, and perfect." She huffed, pressing a kiss to his nose. She watched his hand as he brought it up, smiling and tilting her head as he moved her hair out of her eyes. "I wish our timing was better." She murmured softly, laying her head back down on his shoulder.

"Well you are just as sweet, amazing, and perfect. BROKEN RECORD TIME: I really really really love you. Now question time... what do you mean by that?" Ajax pointed out with a slight tilt of his head, taking in a small breath as he yet again memorized the scent of her hair. He wished he could just hold onto that forever. There was no way he could go on not-living but kinda half-living without Mercy.

"I really really really love you more." Mercy teased softly, curling up, slightly cold. She let out a little sigh and buried her face into his neck slightly before she spoke. "I just wish... I wish we were born at the same time. Same era. And we met, when we were alive. Then neither of us would be dead. I mean obviously, that's impossible, but it's a nice thought, right? We could live our lives together. Grow old together." She murmured softly, a slight longing for the life she never had. "But I guess we do get to spend eternity together." She smiled faintly.