A/N: Last chapter…

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"I, Nathaniel Eaton, take you, Katherine Tyler, to be my wedded wife.  To have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness or in health, to love and to cherish 'till death do us part.  And hereto I pledge you my faithfulness."

"I, Katherine Tyler, take you, Nathaniel Eaton, to be my wedded husband.  To have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness or in health, to love and to cherish, 'till death do us part. And hereto I pledge you my faithfulness."

"You may kiss the bride."

Nat carefully lifted the veil that framed his newly wedded wife's face over her head, careful to not muss her hair.  He then bent down and kissed her gently on the lips.  He felt her lips warm up to him, responding to his touch, and he felt that he had never been happier.  Kit Tyler was now his wife.  She was now Kit Eaton.

The priest started to clear his throat, rather impatiently.  The couple was taking a bit too long…Kit smiled at Nat as the two broke apart, both knowing that the minute they had been allotted was all too short.  Nat took Kit's hand in his own, and the two, ignoring all formalities, stepped away from the priest, toward their friends and family, who congratulated them heartily.

Nat's mother kissed Kit gently on the cheek and said, "I know you'll take good care of him, dear.  I'm glad you accepted his proposal.  Though he tried not to show it, he was obviously distressed about how you left without saying goodbye to him…he loves you dearly, Kit."  The two women smiled at one another, and finally the older woman said, "You had best go greet your other guests, dear.  They'll want to congratulate you too."

The couple were indeed congratulated by their many guests; amongst them were Anne and Gilbert Ford, who had been married a week before.  As Anne and Kit chatted happily, Gilbert took Nat aside, and the two men talked.

"Congratulations, Nat," Gilbert said.

"Thank you, Gilbert.  I myself feel lucky to have won the hand of such a fine woman."

"As you should, as you should."

"And I'm glad it has all worked out for both of us."

The two men smiled at each other, knowing they'd be friends for life, when suddenly, Nat felt a hearty slap on his back.

"Hey, you lucky boy!  How'd you land yourself such a pretty girl?"

"Uh…luck?" Nat responded, turning to face one of his oldest friends, who just so happened to be a bit tactless.  His next words proved this.

"So, Nat, are you gonna…you know…tonight?"

Nat turned beet red.

"I mean…I could help a bit you know…"
Nat glared at his friend.

"No, not like that!  Wow, you're generous with everything but the wife!  But then again, who would be?  So anyways, I meant I could stand in the closet and whisper directions to you and all…"

"I'm sure I'll do just fine, thanks," Nat responded, cutting in smoothly.  He sighed internally.  Though Jake was one of his best friends, he could be a pain sometimes…

"Well, I suppose you'll need to get going and all…greet the guests, you know," Gilbert said, trying to stop the awkward situation.

Smiling gratefully at Gilbert, Nat said, "Yeah…see you later."

"How do you think he'll do?" Jake asked Gilbert.

"Fine, just fine," Gilbert said with a smile.

"We'll see Kit's face tomorrow," Jake said.  "Or maybe we won't see either of them tomorrow…then we'll know she can't resist him." Jake said, laughing.

Gilbert looked disapprovingly at him and moved off to be with his wife, Anne.

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"You think they'll miss us if we leave?"

Kit turned around to see her tall, handsome husband standing behind her.  He wrapped his arms about her waist lovingly and gazed deeply into her eyes.

"No," Kit responded, smiling back at him.  "They're all too drunk to notice anything…well, most of them, anyways."

Nat looked up.  She was right; most looked as if they'd had one too many.  Jake was even singing at the top of his lungs a rather rude song, and no one seemed to mind.  So the newly betrothed couple left.

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When they reached the front door, Nat picked up his bride and carried her over the threshold and into their bedroom.  He set her gently down on the bed, and she pulled him close to her.

"Nat," she whispered into his chest, "I love you."

"I love you too, Kit," he replied, his voice growing raspy.

Soon the couple were kissing more passionately than ever before, and even an hour later, Kit was no longer a virgin.  Kit and Nat were finally married, and both felt that they'd never been as happy as they were that night.

THE END

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A/N: Don't flame me, please!  I know this was a BAD ending…I really didn't know what to write.  I'm sorry I didn't get it out before 2004, but oh well…THANK YOU all for reading…I'm going to write more, I promise.  I'm currently thinking about Anne of Green Gables, Johnny Tremain, Pirates of the Caribbean, and Harry Potter.  Which one should I do?  Suggestions?

About the two mistakes with Nat supposedly getting killed if he goes back, that's wrong (gets 30 lashes, thank you anomynous) and the part about Hannah's hut not being there any more (thanks again anomynous and Didi), I'd just like to say that I forgot…and am too lazy to go back and change it, so if it's okay with you all, please ignore it!  Thanks a lot guys!

I'd like to thank the following people:

Marzoog

Anonymous 327

NoLaBeLs

Aquarius Angel

Didi

Reader

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tn

anomynous

And especially:

Angel of Despair

Steph

Bac210

READER

All of you, especially the last four, have made it worthwhile to write this story!  Thanks SO much!  Keep reading!  Love you all!