Firstly, I am deeply sorry it took so long to get this one out. I lost almost all my inspiration and got stuck staring at a blank page for days on end coming up with nothing. I pretty much had to go and work on other projects in a different fandom to get my inspiration back.

I realize this took a long time of waiting for, but I hope at least some of my reviewers are still along for the ride.

After a little research I found an average time for planning a wedding to be about 6-9 months. I actually didn't know that when I wrote a two month deadline into the storyline. I assumed about a year actually so yeah.

Enjoy.

"E? You okay?" When Evie heard her girlfriend's question, she froze. Thankfully she'd had her back turned, and Mal couldn't see her face because by some good fortune she'd decided to use her hand mirror this morning. Forcing on her most convincing smile, Evie set the magic object aside once her daily make-up was finished.

"Yup, perfectly fine." Evie responded, praying with all her might Mal wouldn't see past her deception as quickly as she normally did.

Mal turned the full force of her gaze upon the other girl. Evie could practically feel those gorgeous pieces of emerald boring straight into her soul. "If something was wrong, you would tell me. Right E?"

"Of course." Evie replied almost automatically. The sheer power behind Mal's gaze making Evie's stomach twist into even worse knots than it already was.

Mal's eyes lingered on Evie's for one of the longest moments of her life. At last, Mal's gaze softened and her lips turned up in a warm smile. "Okay, I believe you."

When Mal embraced her then, Evie's smile wasn't entirely faked. She was worried Mal would notice her girlfriend held her a little tighter than normal. But Mal hugged back just as much, not saying a word.

They hadn't actually talked it out yet, but Evie knew there was going to be a royal wedding in the near future. The usually ever observant Mal was off her game from thinking about it, that was the only reason Evie could figure out why Mal was so easily fooled.

As hard as she tried to repress the thoughts, Evie knew their wedding talk could end only one way. Mal and Ben would have to sever Evie from their relationship for the greater good. Ben could never let Evie to be queen, the kingdom would never allow it. There might be issues allowing Mal to be queen but she had a chance of acceptance. Whereas Evie didn't have a hope even if Mal wasn't in the picture, but both of them? Never in a million years.

The only thing Evie could do was savor moments like this one before they were ripped from her arms. If Mal noticed Evie clinging to her tighter than usual she didn't show it.

"Come on E, Ben's waiting for us." Mal was out of Evie's hold a lot sooner than she'd have liked. The mention of Ben was like a needle through her already breaking heart.

Evie followed her girlfriend out of the room. It was hard not to with Mal having taken hold of Evie's hand.

Now that Mal's back was to her, Evie allowed her happy facade to collapse. At least she'd been able to hold back any tears. Last thing she needed was for Mal to see her crying. Even the slightest amount of the salty liquid would ruin her perfect mascara. Mal had always been able to zero in on any flaw in her make-up like a bloodhound. It was usually done as a favor to Evie, whom couldn't stand any problem with her cosmetics. But if Mal saw any running mascara it usually meant tears, tears meant Evie was upset, and Mal would be relentless in her search for the cause.

"Hey girls." Ben's voice made Evie readopt her mask before he could see the real her. While he didn't have Mal's ability to easily see through Evie's deception yet, he shared the purple haired girl's drive to find what was wrong if he saw the slightest hint.

Lucifer help Evie if they both got wind something was up.

Ben was giving the normal hug to the two girls when something happened. As usual Mal was first, but when Evie watched them embrace something inside her snapped. The hug itself was nothing new, Ben would wrap his arms around Mal's waist while Mal's own encircled Ben's neck. It was a daily occurrence, Evie would receive a matching hold immediately after.

This time was different, it all suddenly became too much for Evie. Knowing their time was running out, watching her boyfriend and girlfriend's tender embrace, she could no longer hold herself back.

It began with a soft sniffle.

"You okay Evie?" Ben asked first.

"E?" Mal came next.

"No... no no no." Evie muttered beneath her breath. Her eyes were already welling up with tears she couldn't stop for long. This couldn't be happening. She can't break down here, not in front of Mal and Ben.

"I... I..." Evie tried to speak, but a sob broke loose that she tried to cover with a hand to her mouth. It wasn't long before a single wicked tear escaped her eye and ran down her cheek, no doubt trailing a line of devastation to her make-up but Evie barely noticed.

"Evie?" Ben had moved closer and was reaching for her but Evie retreated as if burned. It was hard to tell who was more surprised, Ben and Mal, or Evie herself.

More tears had joined their fellow as they descended Evie's cheeks. She had completely abandoned her attempts to hide her crying, the girl was sobbing uncontrollably and couldn't even get enough breath to make a single sound that wasn't weeping.

Evie did the only thing she could do.

Run.

"E!" Mal called after her, giving chase with Ben right at her heels. But Evie couldn't let them see her like this, she needed to get away.

Evie wasn't very athletic, she never was, but today she pushed herself far harder than ever before. All her mind could think about was how badly she needed to get away.

Her mind was so distracted, she rounded a corner and ploughed right into a surprised Carlos. The boy was knocked clear from his feet with a yell while Evie only slightly stumbled but regained her footing within a few steps.

Evie was so far gone that she didn't even notice she had knocked Carlos down, who was shouting after her. Not in anger, but in worry much like Mal and Ben. But Evie didn't hear him, she couldn't.

Escape, it was all her head would let Evie think about.

Ben was able to easily recognize the sound of Carlos' voice when Evie turned the corner. It was his hope that their runnaway girlfriend would either stop to help him or would be slowed enough for Mal and himself to catch up to her.

Unfortunately they had no luck, Evie had just shoved Carlos off his feet by accident and continued her flight. Something was obviously wrong, but Ben had underestimated just how serious it was. Crying and running away from he and Mal were one thing, but not helping a fallen Carlos? Seeing as how the boy was viewed as their little brother, something must be horribly wrong with Evie.

While Mal stopped to help Carlos back to his feet, Ben continued the chase only to lose her at a different hallways intersection. The girl could have ran anywhere in the school, blindly running around wasn't going to work. They needed a plan.

"Carlos you alright?" Ben came running back to the pair.

"Just fine, what's going on?" Carlos dusted himself off, no injuries showing at all.

"Evie ran away. Carlos?" Mal was already taking charge as she often did, the boy was at attention immediately. "Get Jay and search the east and west ends of the campus. I'll take the north and Ben will do south."

"Yes ma'am." Carlos saluted before sprinting away to find their resident former thief.

Ben had taken one step toward the south end of the school when Mal's voice stopped him. "And where do you think you're going?"

"To find Evie?" Ben hadn't meant it as a question but it came out that way.

"Nuh uh." Mal grabbed Ben by the arm and pulled him along behind her. Unsure what she was thinking, Ben followed blindly along. "You're coming with me."

Shouldn't we split up to cover more ground?"

"We don't need to, I think I know where she went." Mal answered.

"Then why send Carlos and Jay on a wild goose chase?"

"So they feel like they're helping, it's best if we're the ones who find her." Mal didn't slow her pace, but she did look down biting her lip softly. Ben knew that look, the one that said 'I think I know the problem but I also think it's my fault'.

Ben had to quicken his own step to catch up to his girlfriend. "Mal?"

Mal knew Ben had picked up on some of her subtle nuances, he was no fool. "Something was off about her this morning, but I couldn't place it." Mal groaned pressing her lower palms to her closed eyes. "I should have said something when I had the chance."

"No point in beating ourselves up over it now, let's find her then go from there." Ben patted his girlfriend on her lower back. Mal threw a tiny smile his way before shifting her countenance into one of determination.

As they made their way through the halls, Ben began to recognize the path they were taking. Before he could inquire about it, Mal spoke up. "She would never go to Jay and Carlos' room, too high a chance one of the boys would be there. Our room is too obvious, but she's not entirely in her right mind. There's only one place where it is almost guaranteed to be empty and private." Mal explained.

"But why my room?" Ben didn't understand. "She could hide anywhere in the school. There's certainly enough places."

"Like I said, she's not in her right mind. She probably thinks your place is the last we'd ever look, but at the same time I think, even if she doesn't realize it herself, she wants us to find her."

"But couldn't she just double back to your room?"

"That is exactly why if she isn't here, we're going there next." Mal had stopped at the door to Ben's room and pressed her ear to the wood. Ben joined her when she motioned him over. When he copied Mal's actions, he could hear muffled sniffling coming from the other side of the barrier.

'She's here', Mal mouthed the words. 'Ready?'

Ben's only answer was a nod as he reached for the knob. Turning it slowly and silently, the duo opened the door as quietly as they could manage. The room was exactly as he had left it such a short time ago, but had gained an addition in the form of a crying Evie on his bed.

Their girlfriend sat toward the back of Ben's bed, knees pulled closely to her chest and face buried between them. The sobs were dampened but each one was like a punch to Ben's stomach. Mal fared no better, the usually more reserved fairy looked every bit as pained as Ben hearing the sound of Evie's sorrow.

Creeping forward, Ben and Mal moved into the room closing the door behind them. Mal placed what Ben was assuming to be a locking spell on the door so their girlfriend couldn't escape again.

"Evie?" Ben spoke as gently as he could as not to startle the poor girl. He and Mal had advanced all the way to the bedside before making themselves known.

Despite Ben's attempts otherwise, Evie's head shot up and her whole body jumped at his voice. The girl was a mess, that much was painfully obvious. The tears she cried had wrecked havoc on her precious make-up, her mascara running in rivers down her face. Ben was really glad he didn't have any mirrors in his bedroom, Evie would likely faint if she could see her current state.

The fear of seeing her girlfriend and boyfriend was evident in her eyes but Evie remained rooted to the spot much like a deer in the headlights.

"You can't be here." Evie croaked, voice hoarse from crying.

"Why not? It's my room." Ben smiled somewhat with his poor attempt at a joke to diffuse some of the tension. It of course was an abysmal failure. He did take some solace in the fact that he was getting her to actually talk instead of another attempt to run away.

"I can't take anymore of... this!" Evie motioned to Ben and Mal both. The former two looked at each other in confusion until Mal's eyes widened in terror.

"Are you... breaking up with us?" Now Ben was horrified. In all the time they had known each other, Ben hadn't heard her confident voice crack like that.

"I don't want to!" Evie screamed, her body moving across the bed until she was on her knees in front of Ben and Mal. Ben pretended he didn't see Mal jump at their girlfriend's yell. "But I don't have a choice." Evie degenerated into more sobbing, her arms wrapping around herself with head tilted to look at the floor.

They needed to get through to the distraught girl, so Ben took a chance. With Evie looking away, he reached a hand up and placed it on her shoulder. Her reaction was instantaneous, but when her eyes lifted, it wasn't sadness or misery Ben saw in them.

It was rage.

"You!" Ben wasn't the only one taken aback at Evie's declaration, or at the impact of Evie's hand against his chest. "Why do you have to be so kind... so perfect... so loving!" Evie enunciated each word with a strike against Ben. But with each one, Evie moved closer, making Ben subconsciously step back.

"E what are you..." Mal's attempt to get a word in was as bad a failure as Ben's joke a little bit ago.

"Why do you have to be the world's perfect boyfriend!" Evie landed another blow against Ben but all the hits had been halfhearted at best. Evie wasn't trying to actually hurt him, she could if she wanted but that wasn't the point she was trying to make. If there even was one.

"I wouldn't say I'm perfect but I try to be a..." Ben stopped short when Evie all but collapsed against him, her body wracked with a fresh wave of sobs. She curled herself into his chest grabbing fistfuls of his shirt. Completely at a loss, Ben did the only thing he could think of. He moved his arms around the girl and pulled her close, his hand rubbing soothing circles into her back.

Evie's crying didn't stop, but it did weaken. Mal was about to get closer when Evie next words stopped everyone cold.

"Maybe if you weren't so perfect... I wouldn't love what I can't have." Evie sniffled, pressing her nose into the crook of Ben's neck, as if to hide.

Ben's fingers had moved up to Evie's blue locks to run through them when he stopped partway through her hair. He had told Mal he loved her, and Mal had said the same about both he and Evie. But it was words Evie and Ben had never spoken to the other.

Were their predicament any less serious, Ben would have slapped himself. Only now was he remembering the small box in the pocket of his jacket. He had been waiting for the right time but he understood now the source of Evie's mood. There might have been better times, but Evie needed this right now.

Gently prying Evie off of him, Ben held her at arm's length but still close. From the look of horror on her face, she was only now realizing what she had just confessed. Thankfully, she didn't try to move away. Ben reached into his pocket to pull out the box, Mal looked on curiously but stayed silent. Evie's own orbs were watching Ben closely but she didn't say a word.

If Ben was correct in his assumption, this was going to solve a lot of problems in one swing. Opening the tiny container revealed a golden ring with a beast head, the match of the one worn on Mal's own hand. Evie either couldn't, or didn't try to, stifle her gasp. Her petite hands flying up to cover her mouth.

Ben took Evie's left in his own, and slipped the ring onto her finger. Ben had to admit, Dorn did good work . The piece was a perfect fit.

No words were spoken by the young king, he let his actions speak in their place. Raising Evie's left hand, he pressed a soft kiss to her knuckles. It was a gesture he had done for Mal the day he gave her his original ring, but he knew she wouldn't mind it being repeated for their beloved Evie.

All the while Evie's mouth hung open like a fish out of water. Mal, having grown tired of standing off to the side, came up behind Evie. Taking their girlfriend's hand in her own left, Mal raised it so all three could see both golden rings. One of Mal's finger, the other on Evie's.

"We match." Mal's grin outshone a thousand suns.

"But... but what about..." Evie began but it was Ben's turn to interrupt.

"The kingdom will just have to deal with it." Ben knew from the look on Evie's face he had hit the nail on the head. "I get to choose, not them. And I choose the two of you. You're mine."

"Mine." Mal repeated from Evie's other side.

It was difficult to tell if Evie's tears were still those of sadness, or if they had turned to those of joy. Either way, Ben knew the girl badly needed to be held. Mal must have had the same thought because they both encircled the weeping girl in their arms at the same time, sandwiching her tightly between them both.

"Just think my princess..." Mal whispered in Evie's ear, but Ben could hear from the close proximity. "You get to plan that dream wedding you've always wanted."

Ben's parents would no doubt have a planner already hired but this was a way better idea. Mal might have never thought about weddings and marriage before, but Evie had to have years of thoughts and ideas. Ben could only imagine what the girl would have dreamed up.

"Really?" Evie sniffled but her lips had tilted up into the faintest of smiles.

"Absolutely." Ben nodded like giving a royal decree. He decided right then and there that whatever Evie wanted, Evie was going to get.

While Evie began to sprout off a fraction of the ideas she'd saved up over the years, Mal looked around her up to Ben. Even the coldest heart would have melted into goo at the fond look the fairy was giving him.

'I know', Ben mouthed. 'I Love you too Mal'.

The wedding I do will be based on what I've seen in movies, an extra dash of improvisation, and (thanks to one of my readers) maybe some more pagan elements. Such as the fairy godmother doing the ceremony among other things.

I'm pretty much completely winging it and making it up as I go. But one important question, would you all like to see a big wedding, or a smaller one with just friends and family?

Let me know how I did, and if people are still reading this.