Ok so I was at the park in my neighborhood, listening to music, and just reminiscing about what happened over the weekend and this was what happened .


"Hey, Spence." I said brightly as he answered his phone.

"Hi, Maryann." He answered kind of sullen.

"What's wrong Spencer?" I asked.

"Just a bad case, sixteen people killed in one week." He said.

"Oh, Spencer." I said sadly.

"Anyway," I said brightly again (I'm like that.), "do you want to go to my godbrother's wedding with me this weekend?"

"I guess," he said, "wait, how am I supposed to get to Texas in seventy-two hours?" he asked.

"I already booked your ticket, you leave in two days."

"Did you know that I would say yes."

"Yes, I did because I know you love me."

"Yes I do." I heard him laugh.

What he didn't really know was that I actually did love him. I've loved him since he saved me from the crazy, sadistic, however you want to say it, serial killer, three years ago. We hung up after I had told him that I already had talked to his boss about this weekend off, so he wouldn't have too.

Friday came and I got Spencer from the airport.

"Hey Spencer." I said as I hugged him.

"Hi Annie." He said as he hugged me back.

We just basically all that Friday talked and laughed about what we had happened during the four months we had been apart.

During the wedding ceremony that next day, I had to cough so bad, the incense was killing me.

After it was over and we had gotten to the reception dinner, I decided then, that I was going to tell Spencer that I loved him. I was thinking when Spencer asked, "Annie, do you want to dance?" I said yes and he led me to the dance floor.

"Spencer I...." I started to say.

"Annie, I love you." he said quickly.

"Spencer."

"Yeah." he said unsurely.

"Well," I said before I kissed him with all my might. We pulled away and I said.

"Spencer, I love you too." and I pulled him into another kiss.

.The End.


This is just from when I went to my Godbrother's wedding. Almost everything happened. The asking to dance and kiss didn't happen of course, well except for my Godbrother and his wife. The not trying to cough was real though, the incense burned my throat.

First oneshot done and over with. yay for me.

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