A/N: Getting to the end here folks…one more chapter left. Hope you all are still with me...

"I cannot believe I am at the grocery store on my wedding day in my suit…Jesus!" Jane fussed with her tie and waited for her change.

"Come on partner, its not a big deal." Frost tried not to laugh at the glare Jane gave him.

"Not a big…Barry you tell me why she didn't think to have extra nylons on hand. And why couldn't you or Frankie just get them?"

"We will do a lot for you ladies but neither of us is going to buy any pantyhose, sorry. I'm only here to make sure you don't get distracted and show up late to your wedding."

They both looked out of place in the store in matching suits. But Maura was stressing so much about the nylons that had gotten caught on Angela's bracelet that Jane had agreed to go get her another pair. Plus, it got her out of the house and away from the mothers and their anxiety.

"The three of them are going to make me crazy." She muttered

"Ha! You think anything is going to change once you get married?"

"No, it'll probably get worse with the both of them pestering us about grandkids." She looked at her partner and smiled, "It's worth it though, for Maura."

"I hear you partner, I do. So, where to?" They had gone to the closest place they could find, a Walgreens.

"Down here," Jane led the way toward the back of the store by the pharmacy area. It was early so there weren't many people in the store and as Jane got to the end of the aisle both stopped when they heard someone yelling nearby.

"I know you just got a shipment in! I want all of it!" the young man's voice was high pitched and scared.

"Sir we don't have any oxycodone, we've been waiting for the past…"

"Bullshit! I know you just got some."

Jane and Frost both flinched at the sound of a display rack hitting the floor. Turning to Frost, Jane shook her head. "Are you friggin kidding me?" she whispered.

Neither of them had their service weapons on them, which made sense considering that they were both off duty and one of them was getting married. Scooting closer Jane looked around the corner and spotted the mirror above the pharmacy desk. She could see the disheveled young man waving a gun at the girl at the counter. He was sweating profusely and bouncing on the balls of his feet. Pulling back she whispered in Frost's ear. With a nod he headed back the way they had come. Waiting she grimaced when she heard the sound of flesh striking flesh. She heard the girl whimper and looked at the mirror again, watching as she saw him start to walk around the counter at her. "Crap." Taking a deep breath she went around the corner.

"Hey do you guys have any? Whoa!" she put both hands up as he waved the gun in her face.

"Who the fuck are you?" he yelled.

"Me? I'm just trying to find some nylons for my fiancée." She started to back away, satisfied when he came after her. "Look, I don't want any trouble."

"No, stop! Where are you going?" He put both hands on the gun and pointed it at her.

"N…nowhere man. Sorry…" the tremor in her voice wasn't completely feigned. The last thing she wanted was to get shot on her wedding day.

"Come over here. Sit!" Jane complied and took a seat in front of the counter, keeping an eye on him and where he was looking. She had sent Frost to call 911 and to try to come up another aisle behind this kid. She could tell how anxious he was and she said a silent prayer that this would end quietly, peacefully. Looking down at her clothes she realized Maura would be wondering where she was. "Jesus Christ." She whispered to herself. This would be happening today of all days. "I'm so sorry Maura…"

"Hey…Hey!" his shrill voice filtered through to her as he poked at her.

"Ow…"Jane rubbed at her shoulder where he had struck her. "What the …"

The young man pushed the gun under her chin, forcing her to stand up. "I know you…" he said slowly, "you look familiar."

She stiffened and kept her voice low as she smiled at him, "I get that a lot. Look I just came in here for nylons like I said. I don't want any trouble, okay?" Jane glanced at the mirror and watched as Frost made his way up the aisle to the side of their perp.

"No…that's not right." Muttering to himself he paced in front of her, raising and lowering the gun before turning suddenly to the counter, "get me my stuff now!" he screamed.

Jane knew Frost had to make a move soon, this guy's mood was too erratic and the way his finger kept flexing on the trigger he was just as likely to shoot himself as one of them. Frost must have had the same idea because she watched as he pulled a cane off the rack in the aisle he was in and start up behind him. It would have worked, it should have worked. The young man's attention was on Jane and the girl behind the counter who was now frantically bagging what pills she could find. Unfortunately the sound of the police sirens made him turn around to face a startled Barry Frost. When asked later the girl behind the counter wouldn't be able to say for sure which came first, the gunshot or the screaming, some of it her own.

Jane had been back to work and working cases for a month now and she had been working like a dog to get back physically to where she had been before she got shot. Her dedication to that saved Frost's life. Jane didn't see him pull the trigger. She felt it. She knew even as he turned toward Frost that his finger had tightened and she dove at him. It was stupid and reckless but she was not about to watch her partner die on her wedding day.

Frost watched in slow motion as Jane launched herself at the shooter, ramming into him from the side. He felt the heat of the bullet as it whizzed past his head. "Jane!" They went down in a tangle of arms and legs as the shooter screamed.

He reached her as she elbowed the kid in the face knocking him unconscious. Falling off him she hissed in pain. "Sonofabitch…" gritting her teeth she grabbed her arm and held it close to her chest. She felt her shoulder pop when she rammed into him and had hit him with that elbow anyway. Now she was paying for it.

He leaned in to check on her as two officers ran in guns drawn.

"Whoa." Frost said. Pulling out his ID he flashed his badge. "Detectives Frost and Rizzoli." He glanced at Jane. "We need an ambulance."

"No Barry, no ambulance." Jane pushed herself to her feet and looked down at her suit. Her jacket buttons were all but gone and there a small tear in her pants, but besides that and her arm, she was in one piece.

"Jane your arm…"

"Is…shit…" she grimaced, "dislocated…" holding the arm close she watched as the officers pulled their shooter to his feet and take him out in cuffs. "We have a wedding to get to Barry. Just get the damn pantyhose that brought us here, please."

He just shook his head, "fine, I'll let the unis know that we'll give them a statement a little later. Should I call Maura?"

"No, lets just get out of here. I'll meet you in the car okay?" She walked away from him and took a deep breath. She wouldn't be able to hide this from Maura but if she went to the hospital she would be there for hours and dammit she and Maura had waited long enough. She would put up with any amount of pain to make Maura happy.

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Maura glanced nervously at the clock. Jane had been gone for almost two hours. The ceremony was set to start any minute and still nothing.

Constance knocked on the door and poked her head in. "Jane's here dear." Stepping in she handed Maura the nylons she had been waiting for.

"Is she all right? They were gone so long."

"Well…"

Maura stopped, "What's wrong?" She could tell from the look on her mother's face that something had happened. "Is she hurt?"

"I'll let her explain." Constance opened the door to let Jane in. Maura immediately saw the way she was holding her arm and rushed over to her, not even noticing when her mother stepped out.

"What happened?" Immediately falling into doctor mode she started to assess the injury.

"It's a long story Maur. Let's just say that I won't be going into that pharmacy anytime soon." Jane took her in and couldn't stop the whistle that escaped.

"What was that for?"

"You look…damn Maura." Her dress was beautiful, with an open neckline and tiny pearls outlining the bodice. It fit her body like a glove.

"You weren't supposed to see it yet. Jane, your shoulder is dislocated you should…"

"Pop it back."

"Jane I really…"

"Please Maura, we're supposed to be getting married in less than thirty minutes. It already hurts like hell and you are the best medicine for me anyway."

Maura sighed understanding exactly what Jane was asking her to do and why she wanted to avoid the hospital. "I'm going to need help."

Jane sat down. "Call Barry, that way I don't have to explain again."

"It's going to hurt Jane." The last thing she ever wanted to do was cause her pain.

"Will hurt more if we don't get married as planned. Besides, you can take care of me later." She said lasciviously.

Maura ran a hand down Jane's face before she kissed her, "Detective, what am I going to do with you?"

Jane grabbed her hand and pulled her down to her, "Marry me of course." She leaned back and smiled as Maura texted Frost.

In less than an hour they would be exchanging their vows but right now all she could think about was how lucky she and Frost had just been and how much putting her shoulder back was going to hurt.

"Geez."

Of course I am ending with the wedding and the vows that they have written to each other. Hope I didn't scare anyone with this chapter :) But someone suggested that this couldn't end quietly so I ran with it…blame them and let me know what you think...