A/N Set a few days after Garret's recovery from the crash. I started this the day before we found out about the cancellation a week ago and haven't had the heart to even look at it. This is one possible way to wrap up the WJ thing, with a Las Vegas crossover. Maybe not the best choice, but beggars can't be choosers!

I don't own any of them, but Nyn has started her coup and invited me along for the ride!

The taxi stopped in front of the Monticeto. As Woody and Jordan climbed out, Jordan firmly took Woody's arm as they walked into the hotel.

"Now. Here are the rules. You will be seeing eye candy. At no time am I to notice your head, or even your eyes, turning toward the eye candy, and you are never, never, to speak to the eye candy. Am I perfectly clear??"

Woody glanced at a young man in a fine looking suit. "What about that eye candy?"

Jordan's eyes narrowed even more. "Hey, I'm not the one who fell into the pool."

Woody made a culpable face, and muttered, "Gotcha."

Then he stopped and with a smile pulled her towards him. "Jordan, I did not go through everything we've survived together, bullets, brain tumours, and plane crashes, just to stare at some floozy in Vegas. You're all the eye candy I need!"

"Good boy." Jordan smirked as he kissed her. The kiss deepened before Woody pulled back.

"How about we wait for the honeymoon?" He rested his forehead on hers.

Jordan started to respond in a deep voice, when Danny loudly cleared his throat. "Am I interrupting something?"

"No!"

"Yes!"

Jordan disentangled herself from Woody to give Danny a big hug and kiss on the cheek. Woody shook Danny's hand and then firmly placed his arm around Jordan's shoulders in a very possessive gesture.

Danny said, "I didn't know you two were coming, someone die, or something?"

"Or something…" said Jordan. Her left hand slid purposefully up to her opposite shoulder as if to brush something away.

Danny stared at Jordan's left hand. "What the hell is that?"

"You know Danny," replied Woody with a bright, sarcastic smile, "living in Vegas I would have thought you'd recognize a diamond." His eyes narrowed. "Three quarters of a carat in that sucker!" Woody kissed the ring, Jordan rolled her eyes.

Danny flatly stared at Woody. "I would have never guessed. But seriously, it's cute! Just a little smaller than the ring I just bought Delinda."

"Cute? What are you saying, that I'm cheap? I spent three months salary on that baby! Your income may be bigger, but it's all about percentage, my man, percentage!!" Woody's finger jabbed Danny in the shoulder. Danny's eyes closed just a little.

"Uh, guys? Thanks, for all the attention, and I am really glad you're happy for us, Danny, but the diamond and I are just going over here to talk with Delinda and Sam while you little boys figure out who's rock is bigger, OK?"

She couldn't believe they continued to squabble as she walked away. The two women welcomed her in usual Vegas style and noticed the ring immediately. Unlike the men, Delinda and Jordan were both honestly happy that the other had found 'the one'.

Sam asked if they'd set a date.

"Today. We, uh, decided not to wait anymore, and this was quicker than anything we could do in Boston. We've got an appointment at 7:30 tonight, so we figured we'd kill a few hours here, settle into a room..."

Sam smiled, and gestured to a uniformed employee. She whispered to him, and told Jordan that their money was no good there.

"Any woman who can put up with Woody deserves the honeymoon suite with all the comps!"

Jordan smiled and looked at the two men who were gesturing with their arms so wildly you'd think they were discussing cars instead of diamonds.

"Well," said Delinda. "It's great to see you two, but I'd better get Danny out of there before they ruin your wedding day!" She smiled brightly and quickly walked over to the men. After giving Woody a quick kiss on the cheek, she whispered something to Danny. They made hasty apologies and quickly disappeared. Woody looked a little deflated.

Sam and Jordan joined him. "See?" Sam said. "Peanut butter and jelly!" Woody threw a glance that told Jordan he'd explain later as he received Sam's congratulatory hug.

"So, you two go get settled. At 7:00 a limo will take you to the chapel, and anywhere you want to go after." Woody's eyes wandered toward the craps tables. Jordan sharply grabbed his arm and made eye contact. "I don't think so. Remember the car?" A sheepish smile touched his face as they thanked Sam and made their way to their room.

TBC, my heart is still broken so updates will be slower.