Chapter 21
"Heyes," Morgan whispered, "I really need to speak to you alone."
Heyes smiled, but paid no attention. He looked at Doc Harmon. "Why are you still at the door? I need you in here."
"Heyes," Morgan protested, but he put his finger to her lips.
Doc stepped in and looked around. "Are you ready? I thought that…"
Heyes shook his head. "Let's get started, I can't wait any longer. The others will show up."
"Heyes, what's going on?" Morgan asked, frowning. "What's happening?"
"Shh," Heyes answered, "just sit up and don't ask questions. You'll like it, I guarantee you."
"Heyes," Morgan answered as Doc Harmon pulled out a small black book. She looked from Heyes to the doctor, then back again, a puzzled look on her face.
"HEYES," she whispered sternly, as the doctor cleared his throat.
"Now," Doc Harmon said, looking at the two of them, "this will be short and right to the point. I still need to clean up, it's been a difficult evening, but this was worth waiting for." He smiled. "Do you, Hannibal Heyes, take Miss Morgana O'Hare to…"
"Sorry, we're a little late, an emergency came up," the Kid said as he and Maddy entered the room.
"Where's Lom?" Heyes asked, but Curry shook his head.
"I need quiet in here, Kid," the doctor said. He turned back to Heyes and Morgan and smiled.
"Let's begin again, shall we? Do you, Hannibal Heyes, take Miss Morgana O'Hare to be…"
"Hold it," Lom's voice called from the hallway. "I wouldn't miss this for the world." He pulled Billie in after him.
"What about…" the Kid said, looking at Lom.
"QUIET," Doc Harmon yelled, closing the black book. "There must be quiet."
"There's too many people in here," Morgan said, "I need to…"
"I SAID QUIET!" Doc answered and waited until all eyes were on his small, unshaven face. "I would like to get this over with, please." He looked up at Heyes. "Are we ready now?"
Heyes smiled, looking at Morgan, then back to the doctor. "We're ready."
"Good," Doc said, opening the book again. "Now, Hannibal Heyes, do you take Miss Morgana O'Hare to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, to love and to cherish, in sickness and in health till death do you part?"
Heyes smiled widely. "I do."
"And do you, Morgana O'Hare, take Hannibal Heyes to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and hold, to love and to cherish, in sickness and in health till death do you part?"
"HEYES," she said, staring up at him, a small smile on her face. "How did you keep this one a…."
"Just answer the good doctor," Heyes said, looking at her. "We're all waiting, Miss Morgan."
She looked at him. "I'm not through with you yet, Heyes. Not by a long shot." She turned back to Doc Harmon and smiled sweetly. "I do."
The doctor smiled and closed his book. He looked at the both of them. "Well, then, I now pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss the bride."
Heyes smiled. "Thanks, Doc. I owe you." He turned to Morgan and kissed her lightly on the lips. "I told you that you'd like it, Mrs. Heyes."
"And I told you that I'm not finished with you yet, Mr. Heyes" Morgan said, pulling him down and kissing him again, longer this time.