If you don't really like adorable fluffiness involving a stuffed white baby seal, Steve-O and Chris Pontius, April and Bam adorableness, Ollie and Bam love, The Space Between by Dave Matthews Band, On Melancholy Hill by Gorillaz, or Swing Life Away by Rise Against, I suggest you don't read this chapter. Warning: it gets a little lemony, but not too bad. This is the last one, except for an epilouge I have already written. Enjoy!

Chapter 10: The Space Between

Take my hand
'Cause we're walking out of here
Oh, right out of here
Love is all we need here
~Dave Mathews Band, The Space Between

Bam's POV:

"You're damn fucking right I'm pressin' charges!" Ollie growled.

It had been two days, and she could sit upright now. I sat in the chair beside her bed so Tony could lay with her. Ollie had her head slightly leaning on Tony's chest, but her hand still locked with mine.

Dico burst into laughter at her curt reply to his question. Even when she was in a hospital bed, she never failed to make us laugh.

"Okay, okay, Ollie. I'll call Jenn now." Dico said, pulling out his phone and leaving the room.

"Yo! Dico! I wanna talk to her!" She yelled after Dico.

"No!" Dico called back. "We don't need charges pressed on you."

Ollie grumbled. "When am I going home?" She asked anyone who would answer.

Dr. Murphy walked in to answer that one. "Sometime tonight, some other people are here to see you, and we have to run some precautionary tests. Unnecessary, of course, because everything seems to be working just fine, but madatory."

"More people?" Ollie's eyes got wide.

Preston, Wee-Man, Ehren, Dave and his family, Johnny and Madison, Kat Von D, Her mom and dad, triplet brothers, Novak, Mike V, Compton Ass, all the crew, some of my family, and of course, Tony, who wanted to stay for a week or so had already visited.

Steve-O and Chris Pontius, of course, wouldn't be the only ones left to not have visited.

"Hey guys!" Ollie smiled widely as they walked in.

"Hey," Steve-O said with a smile, holding up a stuffed animal. A white baby seal, sure to please Ollie.

Ollie's already huge smile got even bigger as Steve-O handed it to her.

"Thanks!" She said.

"You're welcome." Steve-O smiled. He looked like he was going through withdraw, but He cared a lot about Ollie. We all did.

"So how does it feel to almost die?" Pontius asked, his eyes wide, hoping for a good story.

Ollie's face fell as she looked at him with the most... What The Fuck look I'd ever seen on her face.

"It feels like death." She retorted.

Pontius was terrible with Ollie. He loved her to death, but he didn't know how to act around her. She was a teenager when they met, and Chris is horrid at being around Teenage girls.

Pontius laughed and kissed her on the forehead. "Well, we're glad you're okay, Princess."

Ollie's smile retured. It wasn't hard for any of the Jackass guys to lift her spirits up when they pissed her off.

I smiled too. Not because of Steve-O and Pontius being so sweet, but just thinking about all of the love that this girl had in her tiny physique. Her heart had to have occupied at least half her torso to manage all the things she loved. I smiled even harder thinking that I occupied most of it. I never got that feeling with Jenn.

I was Ollie's whole world, and she was mine.

"We'll see you back at the house, Ape invited us over for a big welcome back dinner she's having tonight." Steve-O gave her a kiss on the cheek.

They left, and Tony rolled off the bed and onto his feet.

"I guess I'll see you guys later too. I'll hitch a ride with those two." He gave Ollie a kiss on the lips, and came over and patted my back. "Love you dude. Take good care of my baby girl."

I smiled, and he left.

"I thought they'd never leave." I chuckled.

Ollie giggled as I pressed my lips to hers, and she ran her fingers through my hair.

"So, are you moving into my room, or am I moving into yours?" I asked plainly.

"Um. Ew. My room." She wrinkled her nose.

"Why ew?" I asked with a laugh.

"Uh, because. You and Jenn lived in there. On that matress." Her eyes got wide.

I laughed. She was such a child sometimes.

"You're so gay." I rolled my eyes.

"Okay, fine. Compromise? We alternate between rooms, but you get rid of the mattress." Ollie offered.

I pondered, just to irritate her. It was already a good idea, I just loved messing with her.

"Deal." I nodded, and we shook hands.

Dr. Murphy returned with a nurse. "Sorry we have to steal her away for a half an hour or so, Mr. Margera. After we're done, she can head home."

"Awesome." I smiled and gave her a kiss before she left.

I sat on the hospital bed, taking out my phone.

'Ape, they're running those tests on Ollie. We'll be home in like an hour or so.' I texted my mom.

'Oh good, sweetie. Give her my love. I'm so happy you two are together now. I've wanted you with her since the day I met her.'

'Mom, ew. I was 18 and she was 13.'

'while i'll agree it's better now, I still always believed you were meant for each other.'

'Already planning the wedding?'

'of course.'

'Well good. Me too.'

I had been for a while now.

I sighed and got off the bed, getting her clothes out from the bag. I looked at her phone, blown up with at least 80 messages. Probably should have given that to her. I placed the music box back into the bag, and decided to listen to her iPod while I waited.

I hit shuffle, and the first song that came up was called 'The Space Between.' my nose wrinkled when I saw the artist. I was never a fan of Dave Mathews Band, but I decided to keep listening. Ollie had told me, personally, that she'd just cleaned out her music, and only her favorite songs remained on it.

It turned out that I really liked it. It reminded me of us, of our story.

How complicated it was, but how beautiful it turned out in the end.

Time passed, and songs played. Songs like 'Skinny Love' by Bon Iver, 'One Step At A Time' by Four Year Strong, 'You Know What They Do To Guys Like Us In Prison' by My Chemical Romance, 'Scar Tissue' by Red Hot Chili Peppers (a personal favorite), and one of her all time favorites, 'Sometimes' by Britney Spears.

That girl loves Britney Spears.

I listened to all of them, because they reminded me of her, and because they all had a special little place in her heart.

Countless other songs played, and she finally returned.

"Well, let's go home." She smiled.

Ollie was pleased with the outfit I'd picked for her, and she looked cute as a button. I draped my arm around her, and the dufflebag over my other shoulder, and we walked right out of that hospital, ready to be together now. Forever. It was the very first day now.

The house was silent as we walked in, and Ollie nearly jumped out of her skin, as every single person she loved hopped out of hiding places, screaming, "SURPRISE!"

She shreiked, and started laughing.

The dudesons, HIM, The 69 eyes, all of the Jackass Cast and Crew, Kat, Her family, my family, Angie, Dunn's family, everyone. Everyone who was important to her filled my house.

Our House.

Ape had an enourmous dinner cooked, with a big cake, with Ollie's favorite picture, the one of us on the elephant, on it, that said, 'Welcome Back, Ollie!' in purple letters. It was all filmed as a special on MTV, because a lot of people were worried about her. It was hot out, so the party went to the pool.

It went on into the wee hours of the night. People found random places to crash, some in my old room, crammed in others' rooms, on the couches, and all of the dudesons found a place to rest their blonde heads on the pool table.

"They're stealing my thunder, Bam. I'm the one who falls asleep on that pool table." Ollie grumbled.

I kissed the top of her head with a laugh, remembering how many drunken nights she fell asleep on that pool table. Sometimes with Dico, or Raab.

Ollie looked up at me with a smile.

"I'll be right back. Meet me on the porch swing. I have a surprise." She said, running to the stairs.

I did as I was told, going down to the pirate bar, where countless others found a place to sleep. I chuckled at little Madison, cuddled up with her dad on the floor by the fire. I couldn't wait til I had a daughter like that, to cuddle with whenever Ollie wasn't around.

Underneath the huge porch out back hung a porch swing. I sat on it, waiting patiently for my girlfriend to return, looking up at the stars.

Ollie appeared next to me, guitar in hand.

"Remember The Mardi Gras trip, the song that I was playing in the back of the RV?" She asked, sitting indian style next to me.

"Of course, I heard it a little while I was half asleep. It was beautiful." I replied.

"I finished it in the hospital. Well, in my head. I wanted to play it for you because I wrote it for you." Ollie told me, positioning the guitar in her arms. She began to play, and I recognized the melody immeadiatly. It was amazing.

My heart nearly tore in two when she began singing.

Am I loud and clear, or am I breaking up?
Am I still your charm, or am I just bad luck?
Are we getting closer, or are we just getting more lost?

I'll show you mine if you show me yours first
Let's compare scars, I'll tell you whose is worse
Let's unwrite these pages and replace them with our own words

We live on front porches and swing life away,
We get by just fine here on minimum wage
If love is a labor I'll slave till the end,
I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand

I've been here so long, I think that it's time to move
The winter's so cold, summer's over too soon
Let's pack our bags and settle down where palm trees grow

I've got some friends, some that I hardly know
But we've had some times, I wouldn't trade for the world
We chase these days down with talks of the places that we will go

We live on front porches and swing life away,
We get by just fine here on minimum wage
If love is a labor I'll slave till the end,
I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand...until you hold my hand

Swing life away, swing life away, swing life away, swing life away.

She ended with the beginning melody again, and a final strum.

My eyes welled up a little, but I was done crying for a while. I just kissed her. I kissed her a lot.

"Thank you, Ollie." I whispered in her ear. "Thank you for everything."

She kissed me, and it was all I needed.

It was already 2:30, and we decided we needed to go to bed. She left her guitar in the pirate bar, and we walked upstairs.

I leaned in the doorway as I watched her place the stuffed seal Steve-O and Pontius got her, which she named cloud, up on her shelf filled with animals. She carefully put her iPod in her iHome, and slid off her bullwinkle sweatshirt.

She hopped into the bathroom to wash her face, which had already been processed and cleaned. Plans had been made to go to the courthouse the next day to meet with lawyers to press charges against Jenn. I walked in and closed the door. I took off my shoes, socks, and shirt. I ran my fingers through my hair, wondering if I was doing the right thing here. I knew that we should wait, but I didn't want to.

We'd waited for 3 years.

Hell, more than that.

I hit shuffle on her iPod, and I smiled.

I immediately remembered the song that played when I'd snuck into her room while she'd been away at her brother's wedding.

On Melancholy Hill.

She walked out of the bathroom, looking more beautiful than ever. Her long black hair smoothed, and down, an element tanktop and those jogging pants. Face bright and alert, barefeet with white toenails...

she was perfect.

She smiled a little, and tilted her head. "You like this song?"

"You have no idea."

I held out my hands, wanting her to dance with me. Ollie cautiously approched me with a smile, and took my hands. I pulled her in, and we began to dance. I loved every single minute of it.

It was just practice for the bigger day when she'd be dancing with me in the only thing more beautiful than what she was wearing now.

The song ended, and I pressed my lips against her.

This shuffle, I was completely indebted too. I would forever be in its favor. I think it loved the fact that Ollie and I were together. She'd probably vented to it so much about it...

The Space Between began playing.

Ollie's POV:

I'd never been happier than that night. When Bam and I danced to one of my favorite songs, I didn't think it would ever be better than that.

But then, my favorite Dave Matthews Band song came on.

So many years I'd dreamed of making love to him when this song played.

I knew that it would be better if we waited, but the moment was too perfect.

Far too perfect.

Bam's beautiful Blue eyes burned with mine, and it was amazing that I could finally kiss him when I wanted to. Because he was my Bam-Bam now. No one elses.

His hand found the small of my back, and he kissed me gently. He slowly lifted me up. I wrapped my legs around his, kissing him again.

Bam set me carefully on the bed, sliding on top of me, trailing kisses down my neck. While he was busy with that, I set out to undo his belt buckle, kissing his chest as I did so.

The belt was gone, and his pants were unbuttoned.

Bam smiled against my neck, "My turn." He whispered, sliding a hand under my tank top, and undoing my bra.

The bra was removed as he slowly brought it out the bottom. He threw it wherever it would go first, and his hands found my hips again.

All of my clothes were removed, and he still had his boxers on.

I growled. It was unfair that he got to see all of me, and I didn't get what I wanted. I could see he was hard, and it made me want them off even more.

I grabbed him and brought him down to me. "Take off those boxers before I rip them off myself."

Bam laughed and did as he was told.

The next morning.

My eyes slowly fluttered open. I was still stark naked, and the iPod was still playing. Scar Tissue by RHCP. A glorious thing to wake up too.

Even more glorious was Bam, face buried in my shoulder, arms wrapped around me tightly. I smiled.

I wiggled a little, and Bam woke up, snoring sharply.

"Whatsanerrbaah..." He mummbled, removing one arm so he could rub his eyes.

Once he remembered where he was, a huge smile broke out onto his tired face. "Morning Ollie."

"Morning." I returned.

I grabbed my phone.

10:30.

It was early, but it was okay. After everyone left, and we got back from the courthouse we could sleep it off.

Bam kissed me. We both had morning breath, but it didn't matter. Bam put his jeans back on, not even bothering with underwear, and I got a clean pair, put back on my jogging pants and stole Bam's shirt.

I put my hair up in a bun, and we went downstairs.

Some people already left, and others waited to say goodbye. The house was empty except for those who lived here by 12:00.

We got ready and left for the courthouse by 1:00, me and Bam showering together, taking only 5 minutes to wash ourselves, and about 20 minutes for a little repeat of last night.

Bam turned to me as we pulled in the parking lot of the building. "Are you okay?"

I nodded. "Of course I'm okay, Bam. I'm with the man I love more than anything, anyone, and Jenn is finally getting what she deserves."

Bam smiled and kissed me.

We exited the car, and saw Jenn getting out of hers. The second we made eye contact, Bam grabbed my hand. Jenn looked away, embarrassed and angry.

Bam and I walked in, hand in hand.

Hand in hand.

Together.

And that's the way that it would always be.

Authors Note: *tears of joy* The very last full chapter. Epilouge will be up in a minute :') then its the end. My first complete fanfiction.