Title – …Till Death Does Us Part

Authors' Names - Michi and Carol or Carol and Michi

E-mail – Carol at Writestories315@yahoo.com and

Michi at catherinebellfan@gmx.de or mp111275@yahoo.de 

Rating – PG for now and we'll work our way up (promise.)

Spoilers – Defiantly takes place in season 9.  Harm is with the CIA and Mattie doesn't exist.

Disclaimer - "The only thing I do own is a JAG mug. But hey, it's a start. Other than that, nope, don't own anything at all. Don't even have one cent in my pocket. How about you, Shoe? Good news?"- Michi "Ummmm…. I had to get my bridesmaid dress taken in, unlike the other bridesmaids who had to lose weight for the wedding.  Oh, you meant JAG.  Sorry, Gum, still only own it in my dreams.  And oh, what glorious dreams they are." - Carol

Summary- An assignment gets a little bit out of control and To Be Or Not To Be that's the question here.

Authors Notes-

1. We did use AP (author's privilege) again.  And we enjoyed using it.

2. This is what happens when a CV meets a MV and they go boom.  I had a blast (pardon the pun) writing this.  Michi, we need to cut down on the chocolate or have more.  I don't know.  You're awesome to work with. –Carol

3. Right back to you Carol! It was once again a pleasure to work with you. And I would go with more chocolate. A girl can never have enough. – Michi

4. We both want to give a huge thanks to CRene for being our beta reader.  Thanks bunches and hope you are having good luck at your new job. – Michi and Carol

5. Feedback is always welcome. Good or bad…..

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…Till Death Does Us Part - Part 1/22

Thursday August 28

Little Lost Love Chapel of Las Vegas

Las Vegas, Nevada

12:03 AM

"I now pronounce you man and wife."

"WHAT??!!" Came from the bride and groom.

The short minister smiled with slight confusion and repeated, "I pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss your bride."

The bride and groom looked at each other with fear and confusion in their eyes. "We need to get out of here," the bride said as she looked towards the door.

"Good idea." The groom agreed.

"Eager to start the honeymoon," A smiling old woman said from her spot next to the minister.

The terrified bride and groom looked at the woman but didn't say anything. "Well, before you two go. You'll need this." She handed the groom his Visa card, a receipt, and a marriage license.

The couple looked on the marriage license their eyes moved to the bottom of the page as it read groom and bride. They focused on their signatures above those two little lines, Harmon Rabb Jr. and Sarah MacKenzie.

End of Part 1