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A/N: The wedding and a little bit of the trial. I like the end part of this chapter and I think you guys will like it too! Enjoy!

Della was biting her lip as she and Mae were walking up the courthouse steps. Mae looked at her niece and rolled her eyes. "You do realize you're going to have to re-do your lipstick, right?"

Della just rolled her eyes. She'd never been a huge fan of lipstick anyway. The only times she ever wore it was when she had to do something huge, which made her nervous, which resulted in biting her lips, which resulted in all her lipstick being bitten off.

Mae broke into her thoughts. "You really have no reason to be nervous."

Della sighed. "I know, I know."

Mae stopped in her tracks and turned around. "Why are you nervous?"

Della shrugged. "I don't know. I guess…I've just been waiting for this day for so long and now that it's here, I feel like its too good to be true?"

Mae shook her head. "That man has been waiting to marry you since day one. He'll make you happy. It is too good to be true though. Have you forgotten you'll be going to trial in a few days for a murder?"

Della's eyes got slightly wider. She had forgotten!

Mae laughed. "It was a rhetorical question, darling."

"No, Aunt Mae, I don't think I've thought about the trial once today!" Della told her aunt.

Mae stared in shock for a few seconds and then smiled. "Boy, that man is good! I wish I could have been so lucky to love someone as much as you love him. To have someone love me as much as he loves you. Do you think he has an older brother?"

At that, Della laughed out loud. "Aunt Mae!"

Mae chuckled as well. Her intention was to get a good reaction out of Della and she had. "Now, we are going to go inside, you are going to redo your lipstick and then you're going to get hitched!"

Della bit her lip but noticed some of her butterflies were gone. She gave a mock salute to her aunt and began to walk inside.

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Perry and Paul turned when the door to the judge's chambers opened. Paul tried to hide a chuckle. It was Mae and he heard Perry try to hide a sigh of relief. He hoped he could be as lucky as Perry and Della someday.

When the door opened again, Paul slid his eyes to Perry. At Perry's reaction, Paul had to stifle a laugh yet again. Perry looked shocked. Paul turned to Della and he had to hold in a gasp. He had never seen her look prettier. Obviously her dress wasn't the traditional wedding gown, but it was white. It had two layers; the outer layer was lacy and transparent while the inner layer was silk and so white it looked as though it had been bleached numerous times. There was also a slim white belt that went around her waist and the buckle was just a fleck of brown against the white dress.

Her shoes were heels, but sensible, just like Della. They were sandals, with straps from the soles that connected to a silver metal hoop in the middle of her foot. Save for the hoop, the shoes were as white as the dress.

Della's hair had been given a little extra curl from the curling iron, but mostly looked normal. She had a sequined, silver headband placed in her hair, but it was mostly for decoration. Paul thought she looked every bit a bride.

When Della reached Perry, he whispered, "You look beautiful."

Della smiled. "You told me that already."

Perry smiled back and squeezed her hand. "That won't stop me. I plan to tell you how beautiful you are every day for the rest of your life."

"Before we start, I have to say a couple of things," Judge Hawkins announced. "First off, I'm honored that you two chose me to perform this ceremony. Second, its about time you agreed to marry this poor man, Della!"

"Here, here," Paul agreed.

"Amen," Perry whispered.

Mae clapped.

As for Della, she rolled her eyes, but had to let a small smile shine through. She wouldn't want her wedding day any other way.

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"What is your occupation?" Hamilton Burger asked his newest witness.

"Doorman," Billy Young answered.

"And where do you work?"

"At the Mandrake Arms."

"Did anyone come to your door at Mandrake Arms the night of the 8th?"

"Only one person."

"And do you see that person in this courtroom now?"

"She's right there."

"Let the record show that the witness is pointing to the defendant, Ms. Della Street. Did you let Ms. Street inside?"

"Yes."

"Was she angry when she asked to see Ms. Lyle?"

"Objection!" Perry interrupted. "Speculation. There is no way the witness could have known how Ms. Street was feeling."

"Sustained," Judge Stallings agreed.

"I withdraw the question," Burger relented. "Your witness, Mr. Mason."

As Perry Mason slowly stood up he said nothing, just stared at the doorman. "Were you at your post the whole night?"

Billy Young squirmed. "Well, not the whole night. You see, I had been feeling sick before I came to work so I took a longer break than normal."

"Could anyone have gotten into the Mandrake Arms without you being at your post?"

"I suppose so. There are buzzers to each of the apartments. When I'm on my break, and a visitor comes, they have to buzz the apartment they want to be let into. They identify themselves and then the person can come get them or unlock the door from their apartment for a short period of time."

"So someone could have buzzed Miriam Lyle's apartment and have been let in without you knowing?"

"Objection!" Hamilton Burger cut in.

"I withdraw the question," Perry conceded. After all, he just wanted the jury to realize the doorman didn't have to let everyone in. "Are there any other ways to get inside?"

"There is a service door. But it is locked from the outside. The service men have the only key."

"Can you see the service door from your post?"

"No, sir."

"So, it would be possible for someone to come in the service door, if someone inside opened it for them, without you knowing?"

"Objection!" Burger interrupted, again.

"I withdraw the question," Perry quickly said.

"You may step down," Judge Stallings told the witness. "This court will recess for ten minutes."

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"Hey, Perry, Beautiful," Paul greeted his friends as he came in.

"Did you find anything out?" Perry asked.

"Not too much," Paul admitted. "Only that Stephens is a very new partner to Parker, Edwards and Stephens. He was just added last week actually. Stephens and Harding were in the run for it. Stephens was Parker's choice and Harding was Edward's."

"Anything about Garrett and Sons?" Perry asked.

"Nothing relevant to the case that I can see," Paul said.

"What about the postman and Miriam's next door neighbor?" Perry asked. "The next door neighbor could have motive if her husband found out about her supposed affair with the postman. And I'm sure Miriam Lyle knew about the affair."

"I haven't checked them yet," Paul told Perry.

"Why not?" Perry wondered.

"I didn't want to miss it!" Paul exclaimed.

"Miss what?" Perry questioned.

"When you drop the marriage bomb on Burger," Paul said. "Besides, it's almost time for the noon recess and I was hungry."

Perry narrowed his eyes. "You do realize what's at stake here, right?"

"Oh, Perry, give him a break," Della intervened. "Watching you drop the bomb on Burger is going to be fun. And Paul would have met us at the restaurant anyway."

"What if he doesn't call me next?" Perry inquired.

"He's going to," Paul revealed. "I heard he and Tragg talking about it before I came in. Tragg was giving him ways you could object and Burger was deflecting them. They went on for about a minute or two before they spotted me. Naturally, as soon as they did, they shut their mouths tight, but I had already heard."

As soon as Paul finished talking, the bailiff announced the judge was coming back in. Everyone stood up and Della smiled and felt a flutter in her stomach. This time her butterflies weren't from nerves, they were from excitement. She was sure this was going to be quite a showdown.

"Call your next witness, Mr. Burger," Judge Stallings ordered.

"I call Perry Mason," Burger announced.

"You cannot call Mr. Mason!" Judge Stallings reminded Burger. "He is Ms. Street's attorney and they have client-lawyer confidentiality."

"I am aware," Burger assured the judge. "But, he was not her attorney on Thursday. Fiona Martin has signed a sworn statement that they ate at Luna Nueva and spoke to Miriam Lyle. Also, the doorman in Mr. Mason's building signed a statement saying he let Ms. Street in Saturday night. Mr. Mason was not her attorney then either."

Judge Stallings looked at Perry. Perry stood up. "Actually I was her attorney then."

"Why? Did she tell you she killed Miriam Lyle?" Burger asked.

The courtroom gasped and Judge Stallings banged his gavel. Della's eyes widened at this statement and she shot her hand out to grab the end of Perry's suit jacket. If she didn't, she was quite sure he would attack Burger.

"Mr. Burger!" Judge Stallings exclaimed. "I must ask you to show some restraint! That was uncalled for!"

"I beg the court's pardon, Your Honor," Burger said. "But I don't believe he was her attorney then. I believe Mr. Mason is perfectly able to testify."

"I have always been her attorney, she's just never needed one until now," Perry clarified. "But, that's not the reason I can't testify. I can't testify because she's my wife."

How is Burger going to react to this? Stay tuned to find out! You can guess in a review if you'd like! I'd love it! Thanks so much for reading!