Of Princes and Princesses

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A/N: How are we doing my wonderful readers? Are you guys excited to see Lyla and Louis get back together, cause I am! We're going to have a lot of cute chapters after this, so I hope you're ready for those too. As always don't forget to leave a review and I'll see you guys next week!

33.

This was absolutely ridiculous.

And since when did Kate run so goddamn fast?

He had been ready to let Louis chase after his foolish married princess on his own, but then Kate had left the van to chase him and there was no way his girl was going to go running through dangerous New York traffic looking like the sexiest groupie alive.

So Marshall chased after her. Normally, normally he'd catch her no problem. But he wasn't in running gear. He was in his boots and his jeans and he was already out of breath. While Kate, who was in converse and leggings was booking it after Louis.

Actually, Louis was in a similar get up but his long legs were carrying him more quickly to his destination than Kate's short little legs were.

Still, Marshall clearly needed to work on his cardio because his girl never should have been able to outrun him.

He did finally manage to catch up to her, but by then they were at the fringe of the crowd for the concert. The only reason he had managed to catch up was because she had finally slowed down. The wall of people that had separated her from Louis had also been the reason that Marshall had been able to catch up. He was pushing his way through, crowd, having seemingly forgotten all about Kate.

Though to be fair he might not have known she was following him.

Kate had reached back for him the second he had gotten close. Her hand finding his and leading him through the crowd following after Louis though at a distance. But when Louis finally stopped so did she.

Marshall, breathless, stood just behind Kate. They both watched as Louis stood there in the crowd just absorbing the music, but it was someone just a little ways away that Marshall recognized.

"Look, do you see that woman in the white dress, frizzy brown hair?" he whispered into her ear.

There was a pause as Kate searched the crowd, but eventually she said: "Yeah?"

"That's her. That's Lyla."

There was a sharp intake of breath from the woman he loved and then she whispered: "He doesn't see her yet."

And then just like that, Louis' head turned. He saw her now.

Suddenly Lyla was moving through the crowd again, moving towards the front of the stage. Louis was frozen for a moment.

"Go get her," Marshall hissed, though his brother wouldn't be able to hear him.

But he must have because he had started moving again, pushing through the crowd to get to her.

"Oh my god," Kate whispered her hands flying to her face. "Oh my god it's gonna happen."

His brother was right beside Lyla now. He must have touched her, taken her hand because suddenly she went from not paying attention to him to turned in his direction.

The two stared at each other, and then she laughed, this little tinkling happy laugh.

"She's happy to see him," Kate near cried, turning around to slap Marshall's chest in excitement and to her left a woman shushed her. Kate mumbled an apology while Marshall glared at her before turning back to his brother and his princess.

Yeah, she sure did look excited to see him but uh… she was still married, wasn't she?

Together the two turned back to the music, to this little kid on a podium acting as a composer.

The music eventually ended, and Lyla practically dragged Louis away. "Yeah we're not missing this, lets go." Kate said grabbing a hold of Marshall's hand and dragging him with her.

But Marshall dug his heels in. "Do you… do you think… do you think you'll ever regret…"

Kate turned around. "Regret what?"

"Not having magic…"

He wasn't sure he could finish the sentence. He wanted to give her the world, give her everything but he wasn't sure they'd ever have this kind of romance. He didn't have to finish the sentence. Kate understood what he was trying to say immediately.

"You think we don't have magic in our relationship?"

"Well… I mean… nothing like that…" he gestured to where he could make out his brother backstage and talking to Lyla, she glanced back at them briefly before turning back to him.

"Marshall… I got an I love you in a hospital bed. I got a promise ring under the stars on a romantic swing. You've been treating me to a rom-com of a relationship since we started dating. They could make a movie out of us."

"But that's not magic…"

Kate stopped again, turning around to face him. "We do too have magic. The magic is us."

Marshall blinked his eyes. He… he hadn't thought of it that way

"Oh… well…"

"I bet you anything they don't have a relationship nearly as healthy as ours. How could they? They've been torn asunder for what? Eleven years?"

"Yeah something like that."

"Marshall, you nearly went to jail to protect me from my father. And I went to my job to accost Sophie to get you out of an assault conviction. We are literally willing to do anything for one another. Those two couldn't figure out how to tell each other they love one another for eleven years. I mean it took you two, but you eventually got it."

Marshall laughed at her. "I knew before that… you know…" he said softly and to his surprise she smiled.

"I know. I knew how you felt for me. You may not have been able to say it but you were able to show me. I knew you just didn't trust me enough to tell me, but you learned…"

"No. No. I trusted you. I did. I was afraid. That's completely different and all on me, not on you. And then… you know… you were in that hospital bed and I was scared for a completely different reason…"

"Marsh… it was a routine procedure…"

"I know that but routine procedures go wrong all the time Kate, what if it had been yours? What would I have done?"

"I think you might have killed my father."

Marshall inclined his head. "You know me surprisingly well."

Kate turned away from him and back to where Louis was seemingly crouched his head in his hands, while Lyla was talking to some black man in a newsie's cap. What the hell was happening.

"Uh… why is your brother on the ground?"

Marshall's eyes left Kate for the first time in a long while and narrowed in on Louis. Actually… why was he on the ground?

"I uh… I donni know," he whispered leaving Kate's side to go to his brother. "Hey, Lou… you okay?"

"No," he answered, his voice hoarse with shock. "I just found out I'm a father."

Marshall blinked his eyes surprised. He couldn't help it. Because he wasn't excepting that. And he was still reeling from the realization that if Louis was a father then… then… he was an uncle.