A/N: This is based on "Falling In Love" and "Death Trap" and is centred around the 'what if' scenario of 'what if Jackie and Brian were going to be married in "Death Trap" instead of "Falling In Love"?' This is what I came up with, I apologise if anyone seems OOC and that a couple of the chapters are so short. Although I borrow heavily from "Death Trap" there are some things that are quite different (as you may well imagine!). The title is from the Marilyn Munroe song of the same name, I thought it kind of fit. Hope you enjoy!

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She Acts Like A Woman Should

Prologue

Jackie woke up with a start.

She wasn't entirely sure what she had been dreaming about but she knew that it was somehow connected to her fast approaching wedding. She remembered being in her gown and feeling a deep sense of loss that was somehow connected to...Michael?

She shook her head, that couldn't right.

Yet as she started to get ready for work she couldn't shake the feeling that something was going to happen, something terrible.

She spent the rest of the day in a kind of surreal daze, trying desperately to shake the feeling of foreboding that seemed to hover over her. She hoped that everyone would be too wrapped up in the new case and wishing her well to notice her distraction.

Obviously she should have expected that Michael would notice.

His hand on her shoulder startled her and she looked up to see his brow creased in concern. "Are you all right, Jackie? You seem a little...distracted."

For a moment she considered telling him she was fine, but this was Michael and she knew he'd see right through her lie. Submitting to the inevitable she confessed that she'd had a strange dream and about her residual feelings from it, but leaving out his connection to it.

"Perhaps it's a sign," she said as she finished, attempting to laugh it off.

He took her cue and smiled, "But you don't believe in signs," he reminded her.

"True," she mused, thoughtfully.

"Not getting cold feet are you, Jackie?" Robbie teased from nearby as he caught the end of their conversation.

"Not on your life," she replied, rousing herself from her thoughts and smiling. She sent Michael a grateful look as he moved off, just talking with someone about it had made her feel better and realise how stilly she was being.

It was just a dream after all.