I know I said there was going to be two more chapters, but honestly I've lost interest in this story. But rather than have it remained unfinished I decided to get it over with finally. Hope you guys like it and thanks for reading it!
Chapter 22:
Theresa paced the grounds outside of church nervously as she awaited for her cue to go inside. The day had started off better than it was at that moment. The flowers that Theresa had picked especially for the wedding had not arrived yet and at any moment Theresa was about to get married. If that wasn't bad enough the band that she had hired cancelled at the last moment and to make things even worse the food for the reception was cold as could be. Theresa felt as though she could just say forget the whole wedding, but she knew how much it meant to Fox to have a real wedding with family and friends, so she held on strong with all the mishaps.
As Theresa stood before the mirror on the back of the door, she felt a tug coming from down on her dress. She looked down to see Madison with a note in her hands. "What's this?" Theresa asked as Madison handed it to her and skipped off like a happy child.
I'll always love you no matter what.
Love,
Fox
Theresa smiled as she folded the note and placed it next to her heart. Soon she could hear the organ begin and the choir sing. It was now her turn. Grabbing her bouquet of yellow roses that had just arrived minutes earlier, Theresa intertwined her arm with Luis' and slowly processed down the isle as guests watched her walk in awe. Theresa smiled just as she did when she got attention that she craved for, but her smile slowly disappeared as she felt little sharp pains take over the butterflies in her stomach. She knew instantly that something was wrong, but she tried to hide the fact as she put on a fake smile for Fox. Fox though wasn't stupid, he could see something was wrong and a concerned look quickly crossed his face as he held Theresa's hands in his.
"Are you okay?" he asked in a soft whisper.
"No," she shook her head. "Something's wrong and I don't know what it is. I just have this feeling in my stomach that something bad is going to happen."
"I'm calling off the wedding," Fox said without even thinking. He knew Theresa was in pain and that was something he vowed once never to cause her.
"No, no, Fox. Let's do this. I'm going to marry you in front of everyone here no matter what. Please," Theresa's eyes pleaded with him.
The wedding went on without any sort of mishap happening. Theresa thought that maybe she had just mistaken her nervousness for something it really wasn't, but she wasn't about to sigh with relief until the wedding was over.
"I Nicholas Foxworth Crane, take you Theresa Lopez-Fitzgerald, 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."
Fox could barely finish his words though as a gunshot was fired in the church. A loud piercing scream soon followed, ringing loudly throughout the church as the guests looked on in horror.
A slightly drunken Ethan arrived at the church early before any of the guests or anyone could arrive. He needed time to prepare in peace. As he began to set up his things his phone rang. Looking at the screen he saw that it was Julian possibly even Alistair calling to confirm what he had to do.
"You won't let her into this family," Julian reminded him along with about a million other things.
"Aim for the head or the heart. Shooting anywhere else is too risky, do you hear me?" Alistair told his grandson. "I don't need you to mess things up and leave any clues behind."
Ethan sat from the balcony up top watching as the wedding preceded. He was given a certain time to shoot at and he knew from his own wedding that those words were about to come. As he laid his finger against the trigger, Ethan waited in silent for Fox to finish and then...
"No!" Theresa screamed out in horror as she watched Fox suffer in pain. "Dear God don't let him die!" Theresa felt as though she was in some kind of a sick horror movie. She didn't believe what was going on, but it was happening.
"Oh my God, what did I do?" Ethan asked in shock as the gun that lingered on his fingers dropped to the floor firing a shot that hit him in the chest. Ethan died instantly with a shot to the heart.
"I Nicholas Foxworth Crane, take you Theresa Lopez-Fitzgerald, 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 Theresa Lopez-Fitzgerald, take you Nicholas Foxworth Crane, to be my...no! Dear God don't let him die!" Theresa cried out as she rushed to him and wrapped her arms around his weak body. "It's only a little cut," Theresa said trying to comfort Fox as she applied pressure to his chest wound using her wedding dress. The tears now slid down Theresa's cheeks rapidly. She could see from the blood on her hands that Fox was losing his life very fast. She watched and waited for an ambulance, but it wasn't fast enough. Fox grew pale rather quickly and he started to drift off to where Theresa could no longer reach him. "Stay awake, Fox. Stay awake for Madison and me. Please!" She cried in pain.
"Don't...don't cry," Fox struggled to say. "I'll always love you...Resa." The pain was more than Fox was able to handle and as the sirens could finally be heard nearby Fox gasped for his last breath of air and let the light guide him into a better place.
"You did this cause you couldn't stand us being together," Theresa said as she stood in her blood-stained wedding dress with the blood running down her fingers and arms. Slowly Theresa began to laugh rather hysterically. Everyone there began to worry about Theresa's mental help, but soon Theresa explained her laughter.
"Two more days until I become your wife," Theresa said excitedly as she laid next to Fox in bed looking out the window at the vast amount of stars. "I don't know how I can stand two more whole days."
"Let's not then," he said turning to her with that spontaneous look in his brown eyes.
"What?"
"Let's get married tonight, right now."
"Right now? Fox, isn't that a bit...."
"Spontaneous? Yes, I know, but come on, Resa. No one else has to know but us. What do you say?"
Something took over Theresa that made her say yes. Within a few hours that night Theresa became Mrs. Nicholas Foxworth Crane.
"So you see," Theresa said as she concluded her story, "Fox and I have had the last laugh. I am Mrs. Nicholas Crane and Madison her is my daughter according to the adoption papers. So you all might as well get use to us because Madison and I are Cranes and we intend on staying her."
Chapter 22:
Theresa paced the grounds outside of church nervously as she awaited for her cue to go inside. The day had started off better than it was at that moment. The flowers that Theresa had picked especially for the wedding had not arrived yet and at any moment Theresa was about to get married. If that wasn't bad enough the band that she had hired cancelled at the last moment and to make things even worse the food for the reception was cold as could be. Theresa felt as though she could just say forget the whole wedding, but she knew how much it meant to Fox to have a real wedding with family and friends, so she held on strong with all the mishaps.
As Theresa stood before the mirror on the back of the door, she felt a tug coming from down on her dress. She looked down to see Madison with a note in her hands. "What's this?" Theresa asked as Madison handed it to her and skipped off like a happy child.
I'll always love you no matter what.
Love,
Fox
Theresa smiled as she folded the note and placed it next to her heart. Soon she could hear the organ begin and the choir sing. It was now her turn. Grabbing her bouquet of yellow roses that had just arrived minutes earlier, Theresa intertwined her arm with Luis' and slowly processed down the isle as guests watched her walk in awe. Theresa smiled just as she did when she got attention that she craved for, but her smile slowly disappeared as she felt little sharp pains take over the butterflies in her stomach. She knew instantly that something was wrong, but she tried to hide the fact as she put on a fake smile for Fox. Fox though wasn't stupid, he could see something was wrong and a concerned look quickly crossed his face as he held Theresa's hands in his.
"Are you okay?" he asked in a soft whisper.
"No," she shook her head. "Something's wrong and I don't know what it is. I just have this feeling in my stomach that something bad is going to happen."
"I'm calling off the wedding," Fox said without even thinking. He knew Theresa was in pain and that was something he vowed once never to cause her.
"No, no, Fox. Let's do this. I'm going to marry you in front of everyone here no matter what. Please," Theresa's eyes pleaded with him.
The wedding went on without any sort of mishap happening. Theresa thought that maybe she had just mistaken her nervousness for something it really wasn't, but she wasn't about to sigh with relief until the wedding was over.
"I Nicholas Foxworth Crane, take you Theresa Lopez-Fitzgerald, 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."
Fox could barely finish his words though as a gunshot was fired in the church. A loud piercing scream soon followed, ringing loudly throughout the church as the guests looked on in horror.
A slightly drunken Ethan arrived at the church early before any of the guests or anyone could arrive. He needed time to prepare in peace. As he began to set up his things his phone rang. Looking at the screen he saw that it was Julian possibly even Alistair calling to confirm what he had to do.
"You won't let her into this family," Julian reminded him along with about a million other things.
"Aim for the head or the heart. Shooting anywhere else is too risky, do you hear me?" Alistair told his grandson. "I don't need you to mess things up and leave any clues behind."
Ethan sat from the balcony up top watching as the wedding preceded. He was given a certain time to shoot at and he knew from his own wedding that those words were about to come. As he laid his finger against the trigger, Ethan waited in silent for Fox to finish and then...
"No!" Theresa screamed out in horror as she watched Fox suffer in pain. "Dear God don't let him die!" Theresa felt as though she was in some kind of a sick horror movie. She didn't believe what was going on, but it was happening.
"Oh my God, what did I do?" Ethan asked in shock as the gun that lingered on his fingers dropped to the floor firing a shot that hit him in the chest. Ethan died instantly with a shot to the heart.
"I Nicholas Foxworth Crane, take you Theresa Lopez-Fitzgerald, 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 Theresa Lopez-Fitzgerald, take you Nicholas Foxworth Crane, to be my...no! Dear God don't let him die!" Theresa cried out as she rushed to him and wrapped her arms around his weak body. "It's only a little cut," Theresa said trying to comfort Fox as she applied pressure to his chest wound using her wedding dress. The tears now slid down Theresa's cheeks rapidly. She could see from the blood on her hands that Fox was losing his life very fast. She watched and waited for an ambulance, but it wasn't fast enough. Fox grew pale rather quickly and he started to drift off to where Theresa could no longer reach him. "Stay awake, Fox. Stay awake for Madison and me. Please!" She cried in pain.
"Don't...don't cry," Fox struggled to say. "I'll always love you...Resa." The pain was more than Fox was able to handle and as the sirens could finally be heard nearby Fox gasped for his last breath of air and let the light guide him into a better place.
"You did this cause you couldn't stand us being together," Theresa said as she stood in her blood-stained wedding dress with the blood running down her fingers and arms. Slowly Theresa began to laugh rather hysterically. Everyone there began to worry about Theresa's mental help, but soon Theresa explained her laughter.
"Two more days until I become your wife," Theresa said excitedly as she laid next to Fox in bed looking out the window at the vast amount of stars. "I don't know how I can stand two more whole days."
"Let's not then," he said turning to her with that spontaneous look in his brown eyes.
"What?"
"Let's get married tonight, right now."
"Right now? Fox, isn't that a bit...."
"Spontaneous? Yes, I know, but come on, Resa. No one else has to know but us. What do you say?"
Something took over Theresa that made her say yes. Within a few hours that night Theresa became Mrs. Nicholas Foxworth Crane.
"So you see," Theresa said as she concluded her story, "Fox and I have had the last laugh. I am Mrs. Nicholas Crane and Madison her is my daughter according to the adoption papers. So you all might as well get use to us because Madison and I are Cranes and we intend on staying her."