"No, I guess not…" he said talking them back into his hand

Title: Love Loss end

Name: Joy

Email: SleepingBeauty2@ziplip.com

Rating: PG-13

A/N: This is the end. I hope you enjoyed it.

A/N2: Haven't had many takers to read my not fanfic story. I really would like input. So once again- drop me a line.

"No, I guess not…" he said talking them back into his hand. He stared down at them in his palm. He thought of his mother and the regret he had that she would never meet Max. He looked back up into her face and then decided to jump…

He put his mother's engagement ring back on Max's finger. "Will you marry me? I promise to run when you run, duck when you duck, and fight when you fight. I'm not wasting anymore time with you."

Max's eyes swelled with tears, "You're insane!" The words tumbled from her mouth with a huge smile that screamed yes.

"May I take that as a yes?" Logan asked in true Cale fashion.

"Yes… though I have no idea how this will work…but yes," she said kissing Logan hard.

He broke their embrace and then held Max to his chest. "Do you want a big white wedding or would you mind going back as Max Cale rather then Max Taylor?"

"Not at all... White is nice but Mrs. Cale is better."

"Then we better get to work on getting Bling and Cindy here along with our real personal information so they won't kill us and the wedding will actually be legal," he said cupping her face.

"I am so going to hear about this from Original Cindy!" Max said as she laid her forehead against Logan's.

"I'm surprised she even let you come without reading me the riot act," he said kissing her cheek.

"She is very protective of me…"

"So am I…" Logan said as he kissed her lips.

"Yeah… you are… Like last night in bed," she muttered hugging him close. "I could never hate you."

"I just couldn't take the risk… I couldn't lose you over sex, especially since that's all it felt like. I want to make love to you."

Max settled herself on Logan's lap, "Well I seem to recall a large bed back at our hotel that has been sorely underused for that purpose… Why don't we go back there and put it to use in every way possible."

Logan shut his eyes and tried to breathe. He swallowed, saying, "You always know how to get my engine revving, don't you?"

"That…" she said between kisses, "is part… of why… I'm… here."

"Let's go back to the hotel before I take you on the ground!!!"

"Good idea," she whispered in his ear.

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"Original Cindy here…"

"It's me…"

"How's the trip? You two getting busy?"

"Maybe later…can you take off work for a day or two?" Max asked quickly.

"Sure…Why?"

"I need you to come to North Carolina with Bling."

"Why? What the hell has that guy gotten you mixed up in now?" Cindy spewed.

"Chill… I need a maid of honor and my license to get hitched. I thought you would be best for getting both," Max said slyly.

"You be pulling my leg!"

"Not even a little… Logan has the two of you booked on a flight later tonight. Pack and go to Logan's. Bling will meet you there and drive you both to the airport."

Cindy stared at the phone for a minute, "You're going to be MRS Rich… What the hell happened down there?"

"I'll tell you all about it when you get here…I promise. Love you, boo."

"You too… See ya soon." They hung up and Cindy just sat for a minute trying to decide if she was dreaming or not. She pinched her self hard and then got up to pack.

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Logan and Max stood before a local Justice of the peace with Bling on one side and Cindy on the other. Lysander was also invited and happily took pictures. Max wore a sundress Logan had loved that they bought together while he wore dress pants and a button up shirt. The casual wedding was nothing like Logan's first wedding striking him as slightly funny while listening to the judge. Max gave Logan a poke in the side for the smirk on his face, which only served to make Logan laugh out loud.

"I'm sorry…this is a solemn occasion…haha… hysterical laughter I promise…" Logan apologized while laughing. Bling and Cindy couldn't help but giggle at the sight… Mister serious loses it at his own wedding. Max was upset until she saw Lysander chuckling himself. Once everyone had the giggles out of their system the judge picked up where he left off.

"Logan, do you take Max to be your lawfully wedded wife?"

"I do…I'm sorry judge…It's just I can't believe I got her here or the fact that she is standing there all prime and proper. Is there any way this can be less serious?" Logan responded. Max started laughing at her own straight posture and rigid manner.

"Son, this is serious business…" the judge responded watching Logan attempting not to double over. "Max, do you take Logan… this laughing idiot, to be your lawfully wedded husband?" he said with eyebrow raised.

"Yes… laughing idiot and all," she said with a smile.

"Fine then the two of you can figure out the rest, laugh to your hearts content, and I'll sign the marriage certificate, OK?" the judge said.

"Is that it?" Logan objected.

"Oh, kiss her you moron!" the judge said shaking his head.

Cindy and Bling erupted into fits of laughter as the couple kissed to their hearts content. "Congratulations!" they yelled in unison. Everyone hugged and talked rapidly. Lysander took the last few pictures, tipped his hat and exited the office; his work was done.

The couple ventured back to the Moore estate to have their picture taken where Logan purposed and by the statue. Bling and Cindy listened with great interest to the story that was laid before them as they traveled the grounds.

They tried to take pictures at both locations but at the statue the lighting always seemed to be off. Yet the pictures by the grave were excellent. When the wedding pictures were developed, Max and Logan noticed that sunshine seemed to shine brightly on the gravestone. Lysander and Nimue had truly lived and loved, and in their wedding pictures continued on. They felt in some way they honored the long dead couple by being pictured on the property. Yet they felt certain it was no accident that their pictures at where the truth lay were excellent and the ones at the myth were awful. Maybe Lysander and Nimue were closer then they hoped.