Author's Note: Alert! Alert! I'm back on track! :) Writing this chapter was thereputic for this story. The end is on the way! Which is good...but sad. Short story, I know, but everything (including Mattie) will be cleared up in less (probably) then ten chapters! Anyway, I think most of you will like this chapter. Thanks to all of the people who reviewed the last chapter, and please keep reviewing!

In Holy Matrimony

Chapter 6

Have you ever realized that when you have a task in front of you that you really don't want to do, but you've got a time limit, that you procrastinate and procrastinate until you realize-oh shit!-you're nearly out of time. Well, that was how I felt on Friday as I looked down at the paper spread out on my desk. The door was shut, and all of the other clients I had to meet with were gone, and no more were coming. Sighing, I began to doodle on the artist pad in front of me, sketching a wrestling ring like in the picture I'd been given. "White... All white," I repeated aloud to myself, and gritted my teeth at the man's attitude. I didn't even know Kane, but I wanted to slap him across the face. I mean, honestly! White is supposed to be pure. This wedding was anything but pure! For one, she was being forced into it by a contract, and two, she was pregnant! Not that you can't have white in weddings with pregnant women, but seriously, most people use colors so it doesn't draw attention to the offset white color of the bride's gown. Of course, Kane wanted Lita to wear white.

I'm so frustrated it's not even funny.

Focus on the work... I suppose we could wrap the ropes in white paper, and attach the floral—

This is no use!

My mind would not stay on the task at hand. Ugh! God, if I could go back in time...

Even after Casey's insistence that there were no loopholes in the contract that Lita had signed, I'd gone over it a million times. I, having zilch law experience, sides the time where that jerk with his head up his butt cut me off on the middle of the highway, did not find a thing. Earlier on Friday, I had searched the internet and countless books to see if there was anything useful. I found a few things, but nothing that really struck me, until I stumbled on a website for women's rights. It went into detailed analysis about a law that had basically said it is a women's right not to marry unless she consents to it. I thought I had something there, so I e-mailed the webmasters with the contract, but it was to no avail. When Lita signed the contract, she signed away any of her rights that would be of use in this situation.

Great. Unless Lita was willing to chop off her hair, dye it, get plastic surgery, and live in Taiwan for a few years, I don't think there is any way she was going to get out of it. There certainly wasn't any lawful way she could. When she signed that contract, she signed them away...

If this wasn't ironic, I don't know what is.

Seriously, though. It didn't matter if Lita consented to it, whether Kane hit her, cheated on her, or restricted her freedoms. One simple signature...and now I can't use the laws to save Lita from him. This is god awful—

Wait!

What if...?

Oh, my God! Personal rights need not apply! I know a way! Oh, my God!

I nearly jumped out of my chair, forgetting how I had curled up in it, and consequently felt out of it, landing flat on my butt. Brushing myself off, I leapt to my feet and grabbed the phone. I didn't care if I had burning coals in my shoes, it could wait! I dialed Lita's phone number, a number I'd by now committed to memory. Forcing myself to calm down, I sat.

"Hello?" Lita's voice came through the receiver, with only slight static.

"Hey Lita, this is Kathy. Where are you?" I asked immediately, having no doubt that I was probably confusing the hell out of her.

"I... I'm on my way to talk to my parents. They deserve to know the details about the wedding tonight, after all."

"Stop! Stop the car!"

"Wha...Why?"

"Lita!" I was practically crying by now. How simple, and yet how long it had taken to think of it! "I found a way! You don't have to marry Kane! You're not marrying him! I found a way! I found a loophole!"