It was a bright Saturday morning in Chicago when Sherif Harden entered the jail house. "Morning Jerry." he said as he hung up his hat on the top of the coat rack. "Anything exciting happen in town while I was away?"

"Nope." Was Jerry's only reply as he polished his gun. "You've got some telegraphs there. I didn't open them cause they were addressed to you directly."

"Fair enough." Harden said as he sat down at this desk and thumbed through the small stack of letters and telegraphs. He noted the one from Matt and then he saw the second one. He quickly opened both - each baring the same message but two days apart. "Need detailed information on Annie Smith regarding murder charges. Stop. She is in Dodge. Stop. She will be marrying town doctor this Saturday. Stop."

Harden dropped the page on his desk. "Good Lord! Annie Smith is going to marry again!" He raced out of the jail house over to the telegraph office. "George, I need you to send this message right now!" He said as he scribbled a note to Matt.

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Sam brushed Doc's shoulders. "Tuxedo looks good Doc." Sam's velvet baritone voice caught the moment just right.

Doc looked down at the himself and examined the black tailed coat. He was pleased with himself. "Thank you for taking up the sleeves, Sam."

"Any time Doc. Just glad to put some of that soldiering back into good use!" They both smiled.

"Well, I guess it's almost time, huh?" Doc said as he opened the door of his office to face the world.

"I'll bring Annie over to the church for you Doc. I think Miss Kitty is waiting at the Long Branch for you." Sam said as he stepped past the doctor on his way over to the Dodge House. "See you in about 20 minutes, Doc."

"You betcha!" Doc said as he pulled the door closed behind himself and walked down the stairs.

Sure enough, Kitty waited for her friend out side the Long Branch. "Well, well, well! Don't you look handsome!" She said as she gave Doc a loving peck on the check. "If I didn't have a certain cowboy in my life, I think I would scoop you upright now!" Kitty winked.

"Oh stop!" Doc looked down at his tuxedo again and then back up to Kitty. "Tell you the truth, I didn't think I would see me in one of these unless I was stretched out in a pine box!" He chuckled.

Kitty playfully swatted him. "Have I told you how incorrigible you are?"

"Just about daily." Doc winked. "Let me walk you over to the church." Kitty gladly accepted and hooked her arm over Doc's. "Speaking of that cowboy...what in thunder is up with Matt ans Festus these days?"

Kitty looked at Doc and shrugged. "I don't know what you mean."

They continued to walk up the street. "Every time I see one of them they either try to ignore me or have some lame excuse for one thing or another. Wait..." He stopped in his tracks. "They aren't planning anything for after the wedding are they?" He said wagging his index finger at Kitty.

"Honest, Doc. I really don't know." Kitty's eyes held the truth. "Quite frankly, I haven't even seen them all morning." She continued.

Doc wiped his moustache. Now he was getting nervous.