Roman went to work like everything was normal next morning. He could do this. Just one more day. None of the other cops had bothered getting to know him, so no one suspected anything. He was leaving town today, and he was taking Luna with him.

He waited until lunch rolled around. Everyone left the station. He was never invited. As the new guy they told him to always stay and eat by himself because someone had to run the station.

As soon as they were out of the door, he ran into Brock's office. He opened the desk drawer, chuckling at how stupid Brock was not to lock it. Brock really thought he ran this town, and that no one would go against him. There in a plastic folder were all the tickets with her name on it. He hurried outside and locked them inside the glovebox of his car.

He stayed by himself the rest of his shift. No one bothered him as usual. When his work day finally ended, he drove home and once again waited for the darkness. The darkness had become a trusted allie to him, but he wasn't sure it was enough tonight. He wasn't gonna sneak through the gardens this time.

When the sun had finally set, his car was packed with his clothes and what little personal belongings he didn't wanna leave behind. He was ready to leave and never look back, and he could only hope she would come with him like she had said the night before she would. Back then it had seemed like a fantasy to her, and he hadn't told her the truth. He hadn't told her anything. She was in for a big surprise.

"Let's do this," he looked at himself in the mirror. "You got this. She loves you. She's gonna come with you, and you'll be happy together."

After the little peptalk, he went out in his car. He drove the short distance to Brock's house and parked right in front of it. Brock was still at the station, but Ryback and Curtis were patrolling, so he had to get her out of there fast. He ran to the house, and burst through the door without knocking.

"Luna!" He yelled.
"Roman," she appareared with a surprised look on her face. "What is it? Did something happen to Brock?"
"Screw Brock!" He said.

He marched over to her, and took her hand.

"Come with me," he said. "Right now."
"Where?" She asked.
"Vegas. I've been working on this for a while. I've been transferred there. I mailed my resignation letter to Brock just before coming here. I'm taking you with me. You're gonna be free. We're gonna be together," he said.
"I can't," she sighed. "The tickets."
"I paid them," he said.
"What?" She asked.
"Every single one of them. I took them home, and I paid them through my netbank. Everyone of them is out of the system. He's got nothing on you, and if he tries pulling any shit after tonight, the world will know it's been fabricated since you're not here anymore," he said.

She looked even more surprised now, but she managed to smile through it all.

"You did that for me?" She asked.
"Of course. I love you," he answered. "Baby girl, come with me. Please."
"Right now?" She asked.

They heard a car stop outside, and Roman knew it was Ryback and Curtis. He recognized the sound of the engine.

"Right fucking now!" He said. "They're here. We gotta go. No time to pack."

She pulled the ring off and dropped it on the floor. She took his hand, and they hurried out of the house where they found Ryback and Curtis halfway up the driveway to figure out who was visiting.

"Roman?" Ryback looked surprised.
"What are you doing?" Curtis asked.
"Get out of my fucking way!" Roman growled.

He didn't stop or slow down. He kept moving towards his car, holding tight to Luna's hand so they wouldn't take her from him. It wasn't until she got in on the passenger seat that it seemed to click for Ryback and Curtis what was actually going on.

"Shit!" Ryback yelled. "Call it in! We gotta stop them!"

Roman didn't stop to argue. He jumped into his car, and sped away as fast as he could. She turned around nervous in her seat when she heard the sirens start from the cop car.

"They're not gonna let us go," she cried. "Brock's never gonna let me go."
"Luna, stay with me," he said.

He took her hand, and she looked over at him.

"I promise to keep you safe. They can follow, but they can't do shit in a couple of seconds when we're out of this godforsaken town," he said.
"He'll follow us wherever we'll go," she said.
"Let him. I got a plan," he said. "And we just passed the fucking city line. You're officially free."

She leaned over, wrapped her arms around his neck, and kissed his cheek.

"I love you," she said.
"I love you too, baby girl, but don't make me crash the car," he chuckled.

He drove for hours until they reached Vegas. He stopped in front of a yellow building where a man stood waiting for them, leaning up against the sign.

"This is my best friend Dean," Roman said.
"Pleasure to meet you," Dean flashed her a toothy smile. "I've heard a lot about you."
"I've heard nothing about you," she said.
"All part of the plan," Dean turned his focus to Roman. "Should we get on with it?"
"Get on with what?" She asked.
"You haven't asked her yet?" Dean laughed.

Roman actually blushed, so she knew something was up. He held out his hand at the yellow building. Dean moved away from the sign, so she could read it.

"A chapel?" She asked.
"Will you marry me?" Roman asked.
"Right now?" She asked.
"I'll give you a big church wedding later if that's what you want. Right now I'm thinking strategically. I didn't just get transferred here. I got a job with the FBI. They offered before, but I turned them down back then. I took it now. If Brock tries anything, you're gonna be the wife of an FBI agent, and you can imagine how well that will go for him," he said.
"I don't..." She started.
"I get it," he sighed. "I'm not mad. I understand. It's too soon."
"Let me finish," she laughed. "I don't want a big church wedding later. This will be perfect."

He pulled her in for a kiss.

"I love you," he mumbled against her lips.

Dean moved to his car, and took out something. When they looked at him, he had a small bouquet of yellow and pink roses.

"Come on, no wedding without flowers," he grinned. "Oh, and this as promised."

He took out a ring box, and handed it to Roman with a wink.

"I picked this out online. I hope it fits," Roman said.

He opened the ring box and showed her a silver ring with four small bloodstones in it.

"Bloodstone is connected with the taurus. It's your birthstone. Four for each month. It might sound stupid, but this is my way of trying to turn those four months into a positive memory," he said.
"It's already positive," she said. "You were there."
"Let's get you two kids married," Dean said.

She woke up next morning in Roman's arms. Dean had been kind enough to let them crash in his guest room until they found a place on their own. She gently eased her way out of his arms, and allowed him to sleep some more. She walked out in the kitchen, and found Dean was already up.

"Good morning," he smiled. "So big shopping day today, huh?"
"Yeah, I got nothing but my wedding clothes," she joked.
"Knowing Roman, he's not gonna stop until he bought half of Vegas for you," he chuckled.
"I don't want him paying forever. I'm gonna find a job," she said.
"I could use someone at my gym," he offered. "I need someone during daytime to run the counter. My old girl just stopped Monday. The job is yours if you want it."
"Are you for real?" She asked.
"Of course," he laughed. "You're Roman's wife now, so you're gonna be in my life forever. And I know he'll appreciate you working for me. It'll calm him down a bit knowing I can protect you if anything was to happen."

They heard Roman's voice, and looked towards the door. Roman entered just as he finished the phone call.

"Morning, wife," he kissed the top of her head. "What's going on? You look like I walked in on something."
"I got a job," she said.
"How did that happen already?" He looked from her to Dean. "At the gym?"
"Yep, she's gonna run the counter during daytime," Dean said.
"That's awesome. Thank you," Roman said.

He sat down, and placed his phone on the table.

"What was that all about?" She pointed at his phone.
"That was my new boss," he answered. "Apparently Brock already figured out you're here because of our wedding certificate making it online during the night, and my resignation letter too. He tried with a story about me kidnapping you, and he was told very politely that he would be taken down and locked up if he ever shows his face in Vegas. Boss said he actually whimpered. Guess he's not used to not getting his way."
"No, it's a first," she laughed. "I wish I could have heard it."
"Me too," he laughed too. "So, breakfast and shopping. Are you coming with us, Dean?"
"Of course. I'm gonna show you around my town," Dean winked. "Fucking good to have you here, brother."
"Good to be here, Uce," Roman said.