A/N The conclusion of the Las Vegas story :) Enjoy!
Sylvie felt the sun shining on her face and she groaned. How much did they drink last night? It must have been a lot to make her feel this awful.
She looked down at Antonio's face and she smiled slightly. Although they gotten completely wasted, it was still a successful night—a night that she had no clue on what happened. But they made it back to the room so that was the important part.
"What time is it?" Antonio managed to groaned out.
"11:30 AM." She whispered softly. "If we have to talk today, let's use our quiet voices, okay?"
Antonio nodded his head, agreeing with that idea. His head was killing him and he wasn't the type of person to experience hangovers. He tried to remembered some details about last night but nothing was coming to his head.
Before he could say anything to her, there was a loud knock at the door.
"Who's that? We're here alone!" She exclaimed which made Antonio flinched. So much for quiet voices today.
"Room service!" The perky guy announced.
"Antonio I know I'm against violence, but please go kick his ass." She said in a serious tone.
"I'm not doing that." He said and he couldn't help but laughed. He stood up from the bed. "But I thought I advise against room service." He said, puzzled. "You know–" he said as he slipped on his shirt and sweatpants. "It amazes me that we still had time to have sex last night considering how drunk we were."
Sylvie laughed as she leaned her head back. She was wondering the same thing but her head pounding stopped her from expressing that.
Antonio walked over to the door and he unlocked it. He opened the door, glaring at the man. "I thought when I ordered the room, I said no room service? Especially unannounced?" He said in an annoyed tone. Room service to him was expensive for no reason.
"We understand but here at this hotel, this is our newlyweds special. Free of charge. Congratulations and have–"
Antonio shook his head. "Sorry, but you have the wrong room, we aren't married."
"I'm sorry—is this–" he looked down at the paper in front of him. "Mr. Dawson's room?"
Antonio nodded his head, still puzzled. "Yes."
As Antonio was arguing with this man, Sylvie started to remember last night. How she saw that Elvis look-alike and wanted him to act it out. She even remembered that poor man's face when they kept saying to act it out, he was confused. Oh god, her and Antonio was married and it was all her fault. "Oh my god!" Sylvie gasped and Antonio turned his head in surprise at her outburst.
Sylvie quickly got out of bed and she walked over to the door. "Thank you so much. This is sweet, really." She pushed the cart in the room, needing to speak with her new husband. Oh god. Antonio was gonna divorce her and break up with her over this. What kind of idiot wanted to be married by Elvis? This girl that's who. She closed the door as she looked at Antonio. "You don't remember anything from last night?" She asked.
Antonio thought of it and he shook his head. "No. Which is strange because we didn't drink that much. Do you remember anything?"
She nodded her head, nervously. "Let me just explain before you stop me, okay?"
He nodded his head, puzzled but he let her start talking.
"Okay, so the bar was closing and we were walking back to our room when I got distracted because I saw an Elvis- lookalike marrying someone and I wanted Elvis to marry us, but only for an act. But now that I'm sober, I know that is impossible. You agreed but—now we're married." She slapped her forehead. "I'm so sorry. I was so stupid."
"No, it's okay. I had a mind of my own. I just agreed because I can't say no to you."
"This is your fault, you know?"
"My fault? How?" He asked, puzzled. "You wanted this!"
"You are supposed to be the one who is in control at all times." Saying the word control, she remembered their bet. "You know, we forgot all about that bet." She pointed out.
"It's safe to say that I won that bet."
"How?"
"You made us get married! So obviously you were drunker than I was." He said, trying to make it light of this whole situation.
Sylvie cracked a smile but then she shook her head. "Come on, Antonio, be serious!" She exclaimed. "We aren't ready for this. We only been going out for a few months."
"I know the wedding wasn't what we came here for, but now that it happened, what can we do?"
"Well, when we get back to Chicago, we can file for an annulment or divorce."
Antonio immediately shook his head. "No, sorry baby, but no."
"Please don't be the kind of man that wants to stay married because you don't want a second failed marriage." She complained.
"No. That isn't it." He said, walking over to her. "If we were just friends, fine. You can have the annulment, the divorce, whatever you want. But I'm in love with you. We're together."
"But we aren't ready for this, Antonio! Imagine what people will say!" She was freaking out, and she wished Antonio would join her.
"I don't care!" He fired back at her. "Everyone can say we're idiots. But at least we're idiots in love."
"Antonio, the statistics of a Las Vegas wedding lasting is very slim to none."
"Then we prove the statistics wrong! I'm not divorcing the woman I'm in love with."
"You divorced Laura." She pointed out.
"But that was different." He sighed as he ran his hand over his face. He didn't talk much about his divorce but right now seem like a good time as any. "Laura wasn't happy with me. She wanted me to quit my job, or worst, stay behind a desk all day. She took my kids and left. I was left with no choice but to sign the divorce papers." He explained.
"If your marriage to Laura couldn't last, what makes you think ours can?" She questioned.
"Because you're nothing like Laura. And I mean that in the best way possible. You would never make me choose between my love for you and my job." He shrugged his shoulders. "I'm not saying our marriage is going to be perfect—but our marriage deserved this chance, we deserve this chance."
"We do." She said, finally relaxing. "You're right. We will make this work."
Antonio smiled softly at her and he leaned in, giving her a kiss. "Once we get back to Chicago, we'll get rings." He promised.
Sylvie smiled and she nodded her head. "So, this is our last day here–what should we do?"
"I don't know about you–but I would rather just lay in bed with my new wife."
"That sounds perfect. And since you won the bet, that means when we make love, you're in control." She wiggled her eyebrows.
"Well, in that case then–" He lifted her over his shoulders, carrying her over to the bed. She giggled in delight as she realized their marriage would last forever, because she wasn't going to be like Laura and give up on Antonio, ever.
—
The last day in Vegas went by fast. When they were taking a break from making love, they were watching movies, or just talking. They were blissfully happy, Sylvie was afraid of telling everyone because she didn't want anyone to take their joy away. However, this kind of secret would be hard to keep.
She didn't have to be at work until the next day, so before that, Antonio wanted to get their rings.
"So, because we're married now, I guess that means we should discuss our living arrangements." Sylvie said. "Because I'm not living away from my husband."
"I just figured you would move in with me?" He questioned. "If you want to move in a house, we can start to look around."
"Are you kidding me? I love your apartment." She smiled softly at him. "If we have any reasons to move in the future, then we can. But right now, your apartment is great."
He nodded his head. "So, this weekend then we can start moving in your things." He suggested.
She nodded her head. "Sounds perfect. Do you think the kids will be happy?"
"Of course. They love you. We could tell them later today if you want?" He offered.
She smiled and she nodded her head. "Yes. I want to tell them first. They are my family now after all."
He nodded his head as he parked outside a jewelry place. He stopped his truck and got out. Sylvie did the same and she walked over to him.
"Don't worry about the price, okay?" He said as he walked inside, walking over to the rings selection.
As she looked down at the rings, there were a few that caught her eye. But she wondered if they were jinxing their marriage already by her coming here. Then again, they weren't the tradition couple, and if they were already proving that.
"You pick." She told Antonio. "It would be more special if you picked our rings for us."
He looked at her and he nodded his head after a few seconds. "Okay." After a few minutes of looking, he picked out the wedding rings that felt like it was perfect for them. "That one." He said to the salesman. He nodded his head and picked out the rings. He asked for their sizes and Antonio and Sylvie told him their ring sizes.
"Do you want to try it on now?" The salesman's questioned.
They both shook their heads at his question. "No. Thank you." Antonio said as he took out his wallet and then took out his credit card and ID to hand to the salesman.
"I'm so excited." She said happily.
"I am too." He said, smiling at her. Once the guy put the charge on his credit card, he handed it back to him as well as his ID. Antonio never did anything this spontaneous but he was happy with how it turned out.
Once the salesman secured the rings in the ring box, he placed them in a bag and handed it to Antonio. "Enjoy!" The man said to both of them and they nodded their head at him. "Thank you."
He held the bag tightly as he took her hand with his free one. "Let's go tell the kids and then head home."
Sylvie smiled and she nodded her head. "Sounds perfect."
They walked over to the truck and got inside. 20 minutes later, they were at Laura's apartment and she unbuckled her seat belt. "I'm nervous." She confessed.
"Don't be." He said as he unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the truck. The rings were safety inside his truck. He walked inside her apartment building and headed towards her door. He was hoping Laura wasn't home today.
He raised his fists and knocked on the door. A few seconds later, Eva opened the door. "Dad, Sylvie!" Eva said, giving them a hug.
"Hey sweetie." Antonio said, returning the hug. "Is your mom around?" He asked.
Eva laughed. "Please. She went out to eat with her boyfriend."
"Okay good." Antonio said, walking inside the apartment with Sylvie.
"How was Vegas?" Eva asked. Antonio didn't even know she knew, but when he looked at Sylvie, he figured she said something.
"It was good." Sylvie smiled.
"That's why we came here to talk to you guys actually. Can you get Diego?" Antonio asked Eva.
She nodded her head and she stalked off to go get her brother. A few minutes later, they both walked in the living room. "Hey dad. Hey Sylvie." Diego said, smiling at them.
"Hey Diego." Antonio said, giving his son a hug. "Come on, let's sit. We need to talk."
Eva, being a female, thought the worst. "You guys didn't break up, did you?" Eva hoped not, she loved Sylvie and thought they made a cute couple, despite the guy being her father.
Sylvie laughed, shaking her head. "No, sweetie, we're still together." She said, as they all sat down.
"Then what is it?" Diego asked.
"Well–" Antonio began as he looked over at Sylvie. They both nodded their heads. "We're married!" They both said at the same time.
"What?!" Eva and Diego said at the same time.
"Blame Sylvie. She wanted to get married by an Elvis look-alike. And I can't say no to her." Antonio said, smiling at his wife.
Eva laughed. Yup, that sounded like Sylvie. "Well–I mean, we're happy for you. We're just surprised that is all."
"To be honest, nothing between us is changing." Sylvie said.
"You're just now our step mother." Diego pointed out.
Sylvie nodded her head. "But I won't be the mean step-mother type." Sylvie said laughing.
"We know that." Eva said, looking over at Diego. "We love you already, so we know it will only get better."
Sylvie smiled grew wider and she nodded her head. They all stood up, hugging each other. That went better than expected.
Later that night, Sylvie was sitting back on the couch, resting since she was back on shift tomorrow.
Antonio walked in the living room, smiling at Sylvie. "We're married. And my kids are happy about it. I feel like I'm dreaming."
"I feel the same way. Thank you for getting me to calm down."
"Of course." He smiled softly at her as he held up the bag. "So, ring time."
"Yes." Sylvie stood up from the couch. "But you know, once we put this ring on, everyone will know." She warned him.
"I think that's the point of rings." He laughed. "But I want the whole world to know that you're my wife." He said as he took out the boxes and handed one to her. "I know this might sound cheesy, but until we have time—and money too, to have a real wedding, I want to say a few vows to you."
"I want to do the same." She confessed.
"Okay. I'll go first." Antonio said and Sylvie nodded her head. She placed the box he handed her down on the table.
He opened the box that contained her ring and he took it out. She held up her hand as he slid the ring on her finger. "I know that we have only been dating for a few months and we can't possibly know everything about each other that fast, but I know that we are going to make this work. I promise that I'm never going to give up on us, ever. It's because of you that I am happy every day. I promise to forever keep you happy. I promise that whenever we're arguing, I'm going to do whatever I can to fix it, and never let us go to bed angry. Thank you for making me happy, and making me a better man."
She had tears streaming down her face at this moment but she didn't let that stop her. "Before you, I always thought a man truly loved me when he started to control me, or dictate everything I did. You are the true definition of a man, and the man of my dreams. Before you, I thought a man like you didn't exist anymore and that I would forever be alone. Thank you for loving me, and hell, thank you for existing. I promise from this day forward that I'm always going to respect and love you the way you deserve. Forever." She picked up the box and opened it, taking out the ring. She slid it on his finger as the tears kept streaming down her face.
"I love you." Antonio said.
"I love you too." She said back as he leaned in, giving her a kiss.
—–
The next morning, Sylvie was all smiles. How could she not be? She was married to the love of her life. She felt like she was in heaven at this moment.
"Ready to go?" Antonio asked as he peeked his head inside the bathroom.
She was done braiding her hair 20 minutes ago, but she was just lost in thought, thinking how amazing her new husband was.
"Yes." She said as she walked out of the bathroom and picked up her paramedic bag. "As happy as I am right now, I hope no one ruins it today."
"They won't." He reassured her. "Or else, I'd kick their ass." He said, jokingly.
"My hero." She laughed as she slipped on her coat.
"Always." He smiled softly at her as he placed on his coat and headed out of their apartment. He couldn't believe how quickly everything changed. They were gone for three days and came back as a married couple. It was crazy, but the good kind of crazy. The kind of crazy he needed in his life.
"So, are you going to come in?" Sylvie asked as he drove her to the firehouse. "Or are you just going to leave?"
"And let them gang up on my wife?" He asked, shaking his head. "No way. I'll come in."
Sylvie smiled and she nodded her head. "My husband is the best."
"And don't you forget it." He winked at her.
A few minutes later, he parked outside of the firehouse. "Ready?" He questioned as he turned off the truck and took the keys out of the ignition.
"I guess." She sighed. She didn't want anyone taking away her happiness right now. She loved her firehouse family, but at times they could be insensitive. She unbuckled her seat belt and stepped out of the truck.
He did the same and he walked over to her, grabbing her hand. He walked inside the firehouse and noticed everyone was there already.
"Hey, Antonio. Hey Sylvie." Herrmann was the first to acknowledge them.
"What's going on, guys?" Gabby asked as everyone sat silent at the table.
At this time, even Boden came out of his office and was leaning to the side for the news. He loved being in the know when it came to his firehouse family.
"Well" Sylvie began. "We pulled a Severide!" She said, lightening the mood.
It took everyone a minute to realize what that meant. Otis was the first one to screamed it. "They got married!"
Everyone was shocked to hear the news. "It was all Sylvie's idea. She wanted an Elvis look-alike to marry us."
Sylvie laughed, shrugging her shoulders. "Oh well."
"Let's just hope your marriage lasts longer than Severide's." Cruz pointed out, causing everyone to laugh.
"And I'm sure you all are going to start a poll soon." Casey threw back.
Antonio and Sylvie shook their heads, in amusement.
"If you guys do–" Antonio said, getting everyone's attention. "I want forever for $500."
Sylvie smiled as she leaned up, kissing Antonio's cheek. "I love you."
"I love you too." Antonio said, smiling at her. Gabby walked up to them, giving Sylvie a hug.
"That means we're sisters now." She smiled.
Sylvie nodded her head, hugging her back. "I knew eventually it would happen, just not this soon." She turned her attention to Antonio. "But I'm glad it did. I never been happier."
"I know that feeling. Even with everything happening with Louie, I haven't been happier since my marriage."
Gabby walked over to Antonio, giving him a hug. "Congratulations, bro."
Antonio smiled and he hugged his sister back. "Thank you, sis."
"Kind of upset I wasn't there." Gabby said once they pulled away.
"Don't worry, we're having a real wedding once we have enough money saved up." He reassured her.
Casey walked up to Sylvie, giving her a hug. "Congratulations." She smiled and she nodded her head. "Thanks, Matt."
He walked over to Antonio, giving him a handshake. "Congrats, man. We're happy for you guys."
After everyone said their congrats, Antonio turned to Sylvie. "I have to go to work. I'll pick you up after shift, okay?" He said.
"Okay." She said with a frowned. They haven't been apart since they were married, granted it was only a few days, but still.
"Hey. It'll come by fast, I promise." He said as he headed towards the door. He turned to looked at her. "I love you. Be careful today.
"You too, please." She said as she leaned up and kissed him deeply. She pulled away after a few seconds. "I love you too."
Antonio smiled and he nodded his head. He gave her one last look before he walked out and headed towards his truck.
20 minutes later, he parked outside of the police district and he took a deep breath. He turned off his truck and took his keys out of the ignition. He unbuckled his seat belt and then he stepped out of his truck.
He sighed, already missing his wife. It was weird because after his divorce with Laura, he swore he was never getting married again, that he wasn't the husband type of guy. But now, he was married and couldn't be happier.
He walked inside the 21st district and headed towards the gate. He scanned his fingers and then walked through the gate.
He nodded his head as a way to say hello to everyone.
"How was Vegas?" Jay said.
"Great!" Antonio said, smiling. He slipped off his coat, forgetting about his ring.
"Oh my god." Erin gasped. "Is that a ring on your finger?"
Antonio laughed and he looked at the ring on his finger. "Uh, yes. I sort of—got married."
Atwater, Olinsky, and Ruzek laughed while Jay and Erin stared at him in surprise.
"Didn't peg you for that type." Atwater said, his tone full of amusement.
"I'm not." He said, rolling his eyes. "But I was drunk and even drunk, I can't say no to Sylvie." He said, smiling at the mention of his new wife.
"Honestly, I thought Jay and Erin would get married first." Ruzek said.
"Oh no." Erin said, shaking her head. "Not happening for a long time."
They all laughed and as Voight came out of his office.
"What's going on?" He asked his team.
"Antonio got married in Vegas." Olinsky said, laughing.
"Cheaper that way." He said. "My wedding cost a lot, kind of regretted that because we can have used the money for something else. But Camille was happy, so that was the important thing." He walked over to Antonio, giving him a handshake. "Congrats, Dawson."
Antonio nodded his head with a smile. "Thanks." He said, returning the handshake back.
Voight nodded his head. "Now let's get back to business. We have a tough case today."
Antonio went down to business, his mind focused on this case. For the first time in a long time, his personal life was as great as it could be, as great as anyone would want. So, that made his professional life great too. He wasn't letting any case bring him down at this moment.