I know I probably shouldn't write another story but this is just a one-shot. I do not own anything- Lyrics belong to Francesca Battistelli and Characters (except Ansley) belong to Disney. I'm sorry of their are any errors and I hope you like it!

Hundred More Years

A diamond ring and twelve red roses
Everything she ever wanted
All those dreams and now they're finally here

She gasped. "Oh my gosh! Is this for real?"

Her boyfriend- on one knee, twelve red roses, and a beautiful diamond ring in hand- looked at her. "Mitchie, I've loved you since the day we met. Every time we kiss I fall more in love with you. If I want to spend the rest of my life with anyone, I'd want it to be with you. So yeah, this is for real."

She smiled and sighed. He hands were placed over her heart. "Yes, Shane Adam Gray, I will marry you."

She's so young and he's so perfect
They waited for love and it was worth it
She wants to feel like this for a hundred years

All this life still yet to live and they can hardly wait

Mitchie beamed at the sight of all the people. Normally, she would be nervous, but her complete focus was on her best friend and love of her life. He stood at the front with his brothers and the preacher. She had been dreaming of this day forever and it was finally here.

As she made her way down the aisle, heads turned. Shane met took her hands. The preacher began. "Dearly Beloved, we gather here to day to join this man and this woman in holy matrimony. If anyone objects, let them speak now or forever hold their peace."

No one said a thing. Why would anyone object? They had been waiting for these two to be together practically their whole lives. They made a beautiful couple.

"Shane Adam Gray, do you take Michelle Anne Torres to be your wedded wife? To have and to hold, for rich or for poor, in sickness and in health?"

"I do" his gentle voice filled the room.

"Michelle Anne Torres, do you take Shane Adam Gray to be your wedded husband? To have and to hold, for rich or for poor, in sickness and in health?"

"I do" she smiled.

"Then I now pronounce you man and wife" the preacher stated. "Shane? You may kiss you bride."

And he did. Gently but passionately. All his feelings for Mitchie were poured out in that kiss. It was a fairytale kiss, making Mitchie feel like a princess. But it was so much more. It was a promise that he would love her for ever. And that was the only promise she needed.

They can laugh
They can cry
The future looks so beautiful and bright

They can dance under the moonlight
'Cause God is smilin' down on them tonight
And she wants to stay right here
Make it last for a hundred more years


As they shared their first dance together as man and wife, they laughed at the silliest of things. The tears in her eyes were tears of joy. The moonlight silhouetted their figures to paint a beautiful picture for their friends and family that observed.

Mitchie couldn't help but wish she could freeze this moment.

She's got blue eyes just like her mother
Three years old, hes crazy for her
He wants to freeze this day before it disappears

She's spinnin' like a little princess
Makin' sure hes gonna notice
He could watch her twirl for a hundred years

Ansley twirled in circle just to watch her skirt flare out. At three years old, this is what amuses her. Shane watched as his little girl attempted to act as graceful as a ballerina. She fell and and he was immediately at her side.

Mitchie smiled as she watched the two. Shane cradled Ansley in his arms. "She's got him wrapped around her finger."

Mitchie looked at Caitlyn, who had just commented on Shane and Ansley's relationship. "Yeah," Mitchie sighed. "It's beautiful."

She'll grow up and she'll leave home but until that day

"Mom, dad" Ansley smiled nervously at her parents. Shane looked up from his newspaper. Mitchie came from the kitchen. In all of her twenty-three years, Mitchie and Shane had encouraged their little girl never to be afraid to talk to them.

"Yes sweetie?" Mitchie asked.

Ansley exhaled slowly and held up her hand to show the diamond ring on her finger. Mitchie gasped and Shane stared at it. "Oh my! My baby is getting married!" Mitchie squeled.

Ansley and Mitchie shared a hug. "Dad? Are you okay with this?"

Shane hesitated. "He's a lucky guy. That's what I told him when he asked permission." Ansley smiled and hugged him.

They can laugh
They can cry
The future looks so beautiful and bright
They can dance under the moonlight
'Cause God is smilin' down on them tonight
And he wants to stay right here
Make it last for a hundred more years

"Now it is time for the father/daughter dance" Ansley's best friend announced.

Ansley left her new husband's side and joined her father in the middle of the dace floor. The music started and they began to sway back and forth. "You look beautiful sweetheart" he whispered to her.

"Thanks dad" she smiled.

"Now, I know I gave him permission to marry you and I gave you two my approval," Shane began. "Between you and me, he'll never be good enough. No guy will. You're my little princess."

With tears in her eyes, Ansley replied. "Thanks daddy."


And its only time
But it flies right by
And today is sweeter than we know

The years have passed and time has taken its toll on Mitchie and Shane. Their young, smooth skin is now full of wrinkles. Her sight has gone bad and he can barely hear.

But every night, they sit out on the front porch and watch the sunset go down together. "Mitchie?"

She looked at her nearly deaf husband. "Do you want to dance?" he asked holding out his hand. She took it and he pulled her close. They began swaying back and forth.

What seemed like a hundred years ago, she had stood in front of him shocked that he asked for her hand. What seemed like a hundred years ago, she had wished they could freeze a moment like this and make it last. And now, her wish seemed like it had been granted.

And so they dance under the moonlight
While God is smilin' down on them tonight
And they want to stay right here
For a hundred more years

Well, that's it. Please review!

xoxo,

PuRpLe SoCk MoNkEy

P.S.

For everone that has read Inseperable, it's on a tempory hold. I have writer's block and don't know where to go next. But don't worry, It will come to me. Thanks to all of you who reviewed it!