A/N – Hey! Hope everyone had a lovely holiday season! This chapter has a little bit of everything! Let me know what you think!

Chapter 33 – Gone with the Wind

It had been three hours since they had spoken and Johnny still wasn't home. Lulu had no idea what to do. They had fought before, but it was always her that stayed mad at him. He never had a temper with her, which made Lulu realize in this situation she must have been in the wrong. If he was this upset, then it must have been a bigger deal than she previously thought.

She checked her phone for the tenth time in the last five minutes and saw that he still hadn't returned any of her calls or texts. She was starting to worry that something had happened that was keeping him from coming home, but her fears were alleviated when Johnny walked through the front door.

"I'm sorry," Lulu said instantly, going to embrace him.

He held her tightly and buried his face in her neck. They stayed there for several moments, just holding each other before Johnny pulled away and kissed her passionately.

"Mm," Lulu groaned when he finally pulled away. "I don't want you to stop kissing me."

"I have to so I can say how sorry I am for being a jerk," Johnny sighed.

"No, Johnny, I was wrong to whine about guards," Lulu argued. "You would think after almost being kidnapped I would be less naive about the danger."

"It's my fault you're in danger all the time," Johnny noted. "I should have talked with you about the guards instead of just telling you. We have to make decisions together."

"That I agree with," Lulu smiled.

"I just know that I can't lose you," Johnny said softly. "So, I act like a jackass and give orders to try to do whatever I can to make sure you're safe. But I know that when I act that way, I'm just driving you away."

"That's not true," Lulu replied. "You can never drive me away. Sure, you have brief moments where you act a little rash and it upsets me, but at no point have you ever done anything to make me want to leave you."

"Are you sure?" Johnny asked.

"Yes," Lulu nodded, kissing him chastely. "I am never leaving you."

"Good, because I would lose my mind if I lost you," Johnny whispered.

"You know, losing your mind isn't always a bad thing," Lulu smirked.

"How is that?" Johnny wondered.

"Well, two ways come to mind," Lulu said thoughtfully. "One, going crazy is what led me to meet you and that's the best thing that's every happened to me. And two, you make me lose my mind almost nightly and I love that."

"That's not you losing your mind, Spencer," Johnny laughed. "That's me blowing your mind."

"I was hoping you'd blow my mind right now," Lulu murmured, leaning in and kissing his neck.

"Are you coming on to me?" Johnny questioned.

"I'm not being subtle," Lulu noted, nibbling on his ear.

"No, you're not," Johnny agreed, gripping her hips. "But I'm not easily seduced."

"Is that some kind of challenge?" Lulu asked, pulling back.

"You're damn right it is," Johnny replied, letting go of her and walking toward the stairs.

"Wait a minute," Lulu called out, making Johnny turn to look at her. "Where's my chocolate?"

"Oh, I've got it," Johnny assured her. "But it's probably going to melt soon. You don't want to get it on your clothes, do you?"

"No," Lulu giggled, running by him and up the stairs. "No, I don't."

"Why haven't we done chocolate and sex at the same time before?" Lulu wondered, laying on her back and trying to catch her breath.

Johnny laughed and rolled on top of her, bending to touch his lips to hers briefly. She wrapped her arms around his neck and held him close, watching him closely.

"I love you," Johnny whispered.

"I love you, too," Lulu breathed. "So much, that I will have as many guards as you think I need."

"Thank you," Johnny chuckled. "But I actually have another solution."

"What's that?" Lulu questioned.

"I think we'll just never leave this bed," Johnny smiled, dropping a kiss on her nose.

"But how would we get married?" Lulu asked.

"We could do it on a Post-it, like that show you like so much," Johnny suggested.

"I knew you were watching," Lulu laughed.

"You quizzed me along the way, I didn't have a choice," Johnny said, rolling his eyes.

"Well, as much as I love that show, it's not real," Lulu sighed. "No real woman would ever be okay with being married on a Post-it."

"Fair enough," Johnny conceded, rolling to his back. "So why don't you break out that magazine so we can talk real wedding plans."

"We don't have to," Lulu offered. "I know you probably aren't all that interested in every detail."

"I'm interested in making you happy," Johnny countered. "Whatever you're interested in, I am interested in."

"What if I'm interested in a theme wedding?" Lulu asked.

"A theme?" Johnny wondered. "What kind of theme?"

"I was thinking Gone with the Wind," Lulu answered, smiling from ear to ear.

"Like..." Johnny tried. "Would anything be burning?"

"There would just be a painting of Atlanta on fire," Lulu explained.

"Oh," Johnny muttered.

"I just think it would be so amazing to dress in old clothes and have a classic wedding," Lulu beamed.

"Would your dress have a curtain rod in it?" Johnny asked.

"That's Carol Burnett," Lulu replied, rolling her eyes.

"Oh, right," Johnny nodded.

"You don't seem very excited," Lulu noted.

"I'm just surprised," Johnny admitted. "I mean, on the one hand it seems like you've given this a lot of thought. And on the other, it seems like you haven't."

"Wow," Lulu said, shaking her head. "I can't believe it took you that long to just admit that a Gone with the Wind wedding is a stupid idea. And you didn't really even admit it!"

"You were playing me?" Johnny asked.

"Of course!" Lulu exclaimed. "The only way I would do Gone with the Wind is if I did it like Carol Burnett."

"I love you," Johnny said, laughing and kissing her hand.

"Seriously, though, for our wedding," Lulu said, snuggling close to him. "I would love to have it outside. At night."

"Yeah?" Johnny questioned softly.

"Yeah," Lulu smiled. "We'd get married under an arch of twinkle lights."

"Sounds beautiful," Johnny said happily. "You would be glowing in your dress. You'd light up my world."

"You like it?" Lulu wondered.

"I love it," Johnny answered, pressing his lips to her forehead.

Anthony looked both ways before creeping out of his room. The intern on his payroll was supposed to have taken out the staff, but he still needed to be careful. He had one chance to break out of Shadybrook and everything had to go perfect.

"Mr. Zacchara," the orderly whispered from down the hall. "The coast is clear."

Anthony crept down the hall and out the front door to the car waiting for him. The orderly got in the passenger seat and Anthony smiled at him.

"Did you bring the gun I said I would need?" Anthony questioned.

"Yes, sir," the orderly answered. "It's in the glove compartment."

Anthony smiled again and started the car. He drove to a warehouse and pulled inside, making sure no one saw them. The orderly got out of the car first and Anthony moved quickly, grabbing the gun. When he exited the car, he strode around to stand in front of the orderly, whose mouth dropped open.

"Mr. Zacchara," he muttered.

"I told you that I would reward you generously for helping me," Anthony reminded him. "Unfortunately, I realized that a man like you could really only benefit from death."

A shot rang out and the orderly fell to the ground, blood spilling all around him. Anthony smiled and got back in the car, backing out of the warehouse.

"I'm coming for you, Lulu," he whispered.