This is the end of the road. I want to thank everyone for their reviews and for taking interest in this wildly unrealistic story. I had fun with it. Oh, I apologize in advance for not actually writing out the ceremony or the vows. I've only ever been to one wedding and my cousin is very hippie-like so it wasn't exactly traditional. I have no idea what goes on in a real church wedding. Plus I'm not Catholic, so I'd probably do it very wrong. Now to end the day and the story with a little bit of fluff.

Sami sat silently in the bridal room of St. Luke's while Jen and Abby ran around like mad women trying to get everything together. Maggie and Julie were trying to give encouraging words and Caroline was playing the proud grandmother. But, all she could focus on was the fact that she was getting married.

She had expected the butterflies she felt last night to increase twenty-fold by this time, but they didn't. She could still feel their slight flutter in the pit of her stomach, but more than anything else, she felt calm.

She could feel that this one was going to happen. Deep down inside of herself, where all that existed was truth, she could feel comfort of this knowledge. It was this glowing peace that radiated from her inner being. She may not deserve him, but he was taking her none-the-less.

There was no doubt in Sami's mind that she would be Mrs. Lucas Roberts by the end of the day. That was the last thought that was allowed to her, before her mother started insisting that it was time to get dressed.

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Lucas could feel his palms growing sweaty. It was silly to be nervous, but weddings were not always very successful when it came to Sami. Sure he had been responsible for most of her failures, but that didn't ease the nerves.

A part of him was afraid that she would realize how little he deserved her. After all, he had a mother hell bent on destroying her and his own track record with Sami was anything but exemplary. Yes, she had done just as much to him, but he had never almost died because of it.

The music started, cutting off his trek down memory lane, not that he minded. Lucas turned to the doors of the church and waited for the love of his life to enter. The bridesmaids and groomsmen entered almost completely escaping his notice. They weren't whom he was waiting for.

The music changed and his breath caught in his throat as she finally came into view. Her white gown reminded him of something out of a fairytale and, underneath the lacy veil, he could see her loose curls. Her mother's pearls gracefully adorned her neck.

This was his ultimate fantasy come true. She was shining in a uniquely Sami way. Her happiness was a beacon of light and he was surprised his mouth wasn't hanging open in amazement. He couldn't wait to get her alone.

He was amazing. That was the only thought that ran through her mind. Lucas had always looked good in formal wear, but there was something different about this time. His smile was pure happiness, with what almost seemed like awe mixed in.

His bronzed skin seemed to have an incandescent quality. His eyes were a warm, gooey brown that she could melt from. Sami didn't even notice the church or the results of all her extensive planning, he was all she could see.

When they reached the altar, Roman kissed her cheek gently and placed her hand in Lucas's. Their eyes met and he gave her hand a gentle squeeze. Silently she mouthed 'I love you', which he answered back with a mouthed 'I love you, too.'

They turned to face Father Jansen to begin their vows.

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"We actually, did it. We're married."

Sami couldn't stop staring at the simple band that decorated her left hand. Every once in awhile she would switch to looking at his, as if to compare them. Right now, they were in the limo that was going to bring them to their reception.

Smoothly, Lucas entwined the hand she was staring at with his own and leaned back in a completely relaxed position. Now that she was his wife everything was great. Oh, how he loved that word. Wife. My wife, Sami. It was a statement that rolled effortlessly off his tongue. He liked the feeling.

They arrived at the Penthouse Grille, a tribute to Lucas's proposal, and were presented to their friends in family as husband and wife. As the welcome strains of their song began to play, he led his bride to the dance floor, relishing in the opportunity to hold her and she in being held.

"The wedding went really well."

"I know. It was perfect," he kept his eyes closed and they swayed to the music in perfect synch without thought.

"No, I mean, the wedding went really well. What do you think's wrong?"

"Why would anything be wrong?"

"Because this is us and it's Salem. Nothing ever goes so well in this town. Where's your mother?"

"She's taken care of."

Sami cocked her head to the side and looked in his eyes, "What do you mean 'taken care of?'"

He smiled secretively, "Just what I said. She's not a problem."

She pushed his arm playfully, "Lucas Roberts, what did you do?"

"It was no big deal. I just asked John for a favor."

"John. You mean John my stepfather who hates me?"

"He doesn't hate you. And if him sending Kate out of the country on our wedding day isn't proof of that, I don't know what is."

"He really did that?"

"Yup, and just in case, I had some guards outside the church. There was no way she was getting in."

"You are the greatest man in whole wide world."

"There was no way she was going to ruin this for us."

Her voice turned soft and serious, "Thank you."

He brushed a stray hair from her face, "You know I'd do anything for you."

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Bonnie watched wistfully as all the couples of Salem joined Sami and Lucas on the dance floor. Mickey and Maggie. Doug and Julie. Jack and Jen. Bo and Hope. Even Philip was on the dance floor in his wheelchair with the little redhead that came home with him.

Always the bridesmaid, never the bride. That was the story of her life, and in this case she wasn't even a bridesmaid. All she wanted was a decent guy. Was that too much to ask for?

Bart watched her stare at the dance floor longingly, mistakenly thinking that she was wishing that she were out there with Mickey. This would be the part of the movie where the guy who has a major thing for the girl would ask her to dance. That's what he should do, right? Right, he decided with a nod of his head.

"Hey, umm… Bonnie, would you like to dance? With me, I mean?"

She smiled at him encouragingly, "Sure, Bart, that'd be great."

He smiled shyly and offered his hand, as any movie hero would do. It was amazing to him that this buxom beauty was spending so much time with him. The old Bartmeister. The Count's lapdog. He was never the guy that got the girl. This was a whole new playing field for him.

He could feel her many curves pressing against him and felt his heart speed up. He was never very good at putting the moves on women, but Bonnie made him feel so comfortable. Was it possible to feel comfortable and nervous at the same time, because that was how he felt whenever she was around?

"Ya know, Bonnie, I…uh…I really like you."

"I like you too. You're a very sweet guy."

God, he hoped he wasn't blushing, "I was…um, wondering if maybe, sometime you'd like to…go out with me sometime? I mean, it doesn't have to be too soon and I'd understand if you didn't want to. I'd be real disappointed, but I'd understand. I'm not the smoothest guy or all that great looking, but maybe…"

"Bart, shut up for a second so that I can say yes."

"Sorry, I ramble when I'm nervous. Wait, did you say yes?"

"Yep."

An adorably elated smile spread over his features and Bonnie felt something new. It was a feeling she couldn't really describe, but it was good. She may have found the ideal man after all.

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Sami and Lucas made the rounds expected of them. They said hello to all of their guests and chatted pleasantly. She tried very hard to avoid confrontation and he tried very hard not to roll his eyes at the inane babble most of the people tried to pass off as conversation.

It was when they reached their brother Rex that she noticed a conspicuous absence.

"Rex, where's Mimi? Aren't you two, like, joined at the hip?"

"She really wanted to come, but Belle…"

"Oh, right. Enough said."

With a vindictive smirk, Sami wondered pleasantly how well Belle's boycott was going.

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Belle pouted a little more, wondering why Mimi wasn't asking her what was wrong. Usually she didn't have to work so hard for sympathy. It had taken her forever to convince Mimi to stay home from Sami's wedding and she was her best friend.

Maybe she had gotten too used to being the center of attention. It had been awhile since she'd had to search for empathy. Was it her fault that everyone gravitated towards her?

Stupid Sami was taking everything. Her attention, her friends, everything that was supposed to be hers. It wasn't fair.

Mimi sighed to herself and prepared to ask Belle what was the matter, vaguely wondering why in the world this woman was her best friend.

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Lucas watched as Sami and Will talked with Grandpa Shawn. Will must have said something wildly funny because both adults came alive with laughter. His little family was happier that it had ever been and he intended to keep it that way.

He made his way over to the group and gently rested a hand on the small of her back. He leaned in closer to her ear to whisper, "I've got a surprise for you."

"What is it?" Her eyes lit up with the childish joy of finding out there was a present coming.

"Would you excuse us, Shawn, I have something to tell my family."

Shawn Sr. gave him a hearty back-clap as he left the group to talk to Roman. Will shot Lucas a conspiratorial grin. He was pretty sure he knew what this was about. Dad didn't know he'd seen the papers, but this had to be about them.

"Are you guys ready for this?"

"Stop stalling and just tell me."

Sami was practically bouncing on her heels. She was so impatient it was endearing.

"Okay. You better prepare yourselves."

"Come on, Dad, just get it out already."

"Okay," Lucas took a deep breath to get ready, and a little to aggravate Sami, "I bought a house."

"You bought a house?" She wasn't sure how to feel about him buying a house without talking to her.

"Yup. Before you start jumping to conclusions, you should know it's in the same neighborhood as Jen and Gran. I would have told you, but I wanted to surprise you guys. What do you think?"

Sami threw her arms around him in a fierce hug, "I think I love you."

"Well that's good, considering the fact that you're my wife and all."

She smiled wickedly, "I think I'm going to like being your wife."

He let out a soft growl at the undertones of the comment, "I know you will. Especially tonight. You know, anticipation and all that."

Will cringed at the blatant sexual undercurrents in his father's tone. There were some things a kid didn't need to know. He made a quiet exit from this conversation so that they could be alone. He figured the more time they had alone together increased his chances of getting a sibling. He was planning on having a baby brother or sister by this time next year.