-Author's Note: this fic is coming to an end. I know I hate that too but I'm running out of ideas. There will probablymaybe two more chapters after this one. Then a new fic that might be coming up. Anyway hope you enjoy this chapter, peace.

Chapter 13:

Martin as well as Ruthie have been home for the past week. It was summer vacation and their parents were fussing all over them. Martin and Ruthie knew that it was because Annie was scared that she would always helped them like a mother hen. But sometimes it drove them up the wall. Right now Martin's foot was elevated up on a pillow with Ruthie sitting next to him with her head against his shoulders. It was a peaceful day, with no parents to bug them.

"So what do you want to do today", asked Martin looking at Ruthie.

"This I want to do this", said Ruthie yawning.

She looked down at her engagement ring. It was amazing and it completely left her content with how things worked out. Martin was going to marry her.

"This is perfect", whispered Ruthie before claiming his lips.

It was perfect. Life had thrown them a curve ball lately but them surviving it was another example of how they were stronger together.

"Martin?", said Ruthie after a little while.

"Yeah baby", asked Martin kissing her forehead.

"I had a strange dream when we were in the hospital", said Ruthie.

"Oh", asked Martin shifting his body towards her.

"Yeah we were married with twins and I was pregnant. You owned the New York Mets and I was a sports caster", said Ruthie shaking her head.

"Oh my god", said Martin.

"I had the same dream, there was another one of us, ummm, how do I say this", said Martin blushing.

"Making love?", asked Ruthie smiling.

"Yeah it was on a beach right?", asked Ruthie.

Martin nodded his head.

"How is that possible for us to share dreams like that?", asked Martin.

"I don't know but it farther proves a little fact to me that I have always known", said Ruthie smiling at him.

"What?", asked Martin.

"That were are forever connected", said Ruthie before pulling his head down and kissing him with all the passion she possessed in her body.

"I agree which, makes me want to do this, Ruthie I want to get married now", said Martin.

"What?", asked Ruthie shocked.

"Please look we are going to get married anyway, I love you and I want you with me all the time", said Martin brushing her hair for her forehead.

"But I'm only 16 Martin, what about school?", asked Ruthie.

"I received a full scholarship plus I already asked the school if it were possible for you to move in with me and they said yes, you still can go to school but it will closer to me now", said Martin.

"What about my parents Martin, I mean I know they let you ask me to marry you but I don't think they would allow their 16 year old daughter to get married", said Ruthie looking at him.

"I asked them already", said Martin smiling

"And?", asked Ruthie.

"They said yes, it took a lot of convincing but I told them that with what happened these last few weeks, Ruthie I cant lose you life is too short, I want you as my wife. I always have", said Martin.

"Just say yes and we will marry before school starts and get you registered at the high school near my school", said Martin shifting so he could face her.

"Ruthie I love you, you are basically it for me, you know", said Martin looking at her.

Ruthie tilted her head and stared into his eyes.

"Are you sure Martin?", asked Ruthie.

"I have never been more sure of anything in my whole life", said Martin cupping her face so she could look into his eyes.

A tear slid down her face.

"Baby why are you crying?", asked Martin looking at her and wiping the tear away with the pad of his thumb.

"I'm happy, yes I'll marry you. I would marry you today if I could", said Ruthie smiling.

Martin bent his head and kissed her gently.

"Then let's get married", said Martin smiling.

Ruthie smiled before laying her head back on his shoulders.

"Ruthie what about red roses?", asked Lucy asking about the floral arrangements.

"Nah I rather white roses", said Ruthie smiling.

Her parents and family have been really supportive throughout everything. She could tell they were scared of losing their baby girl but she also knew that they would support her marrying the man of her dreams. Martin has also been very active in the wedding. He is a typical guy though when he groans at going shopping but at least he is trying. Ruthie giggled at the memory of Martin pouting when he went to the story with the women to find bridesmaids dresses. He pouted even more when Ruthie would not allow him to see her wedding gown. It didn't matter that she told him that it would be bad look to see her wedding gown before the ceremony.

He just responded with "We will be married forever Ruthie, what bad luck are you talking about".

He proceeded to roll his eyes and scoff at wedding myths and such. Ruthie though did not waver on her decision for him not to see her wedding gown. He pouted though but she still remained firm in her decision.

"No fair Ruthie, what does it matter if I see it now", said Martin.

"I want it to be special, I want you to see it when I'm walking down the aisle towards you on our wedding day", answered Ruthie.

Martin looked at her and sighed.

"Fine I'll wait", said Martin.

Ruthie smiled at him kissing him and telling him to get out.

"You are a mean girl you know that", said Martin smiling.

Ruthie just giggled however kicking him out of the store.

"Mom she is doing it again, that whole stuck in Martin Land", said Lucy as she watched her younger sister smile at nothing in particular.

Ruthie had this almost dreamy expression on her face, meaning that she was think of one thing, or as the case may be one person, Martin.

"I was not in Martin Land", said Ruthie straighten herself out and turning her attention back to the magazine in front of her and tried to ignore the laughter that were coming from her mother and sister.

Ruthie tried not to blush but when the women caught it, it made then laugh even harder.

"So did you get everything done?", asked Martin.

Ruthie nodded her head.

"Yes, the flowers, the food, the church, everything is done, so this time next week I will become your wife", said Ruthie smiling.

"Good I always wanted that", said Martin kissing her face and then her neck making her giggle.

"So Martin, we need to talk", said Ruthie looking at him with a serious expression on her face.

"Okay what about?", asked Martin.

"About visiting Vincent in jail", said Ruthie looking at him and steadying herself for his temper.

"What", yelled Martin.

"Why in the world would you want to see him, he almost killed us", yelled Martin getting up and pacing in front of her.

He kept mumbling to himself.

"Martin please", said Ruthie softly.

Martin looked at her.

"Why Ruthie?", asked Martin.

"I need to know why he did what he did, I need to know why he would hurt us, I need to know why Martin, I just need to know", said Ruthie looking down at her hands.

Martin knelt down in front of her even though it was still painful for him to do that.

"I don't like this Ruthie, I really don't but for you, if you need this I will be supportive", said Martin.

"But Ruthie I already know why", said Martin kissing her forehead.

Ruthie looked at him.

"He feels the same way I do at the thought of losing you, it makes him feel out of control", said Martin.

Ruthie looked at him.

"Ruthie I feel out of control when I thought I would lose you. Getting up in the morning was so hard because I knew because of my mistake we most likely wouldn't be able to be together. I regret it everyday that I slept with her. It scares me at the fact that because of this mistake I could have lost the girl, no the woman that makes me a better person, a better man", said Martin kissing her forehead.

"Ruthie I love you", said Martin hoarsely.

"I love you too Martin", whispered Ruthie before taking his lips in a kiss.

It was a kiss of passion, a kiss of love, it was a kiss that soul mates shared.

Ruthie walked down the hallway. She was told that she would find him sitting there. She spotted him sitting at one of the round tables. Ruthie made her way there. Vincent looked up at her. Ruthie took a seat across from him. Vincent nor Ruthie did not say a word. Vincent finally getting tired of the silence spoke up.

"They told me you wanted to see me", said Vincent.

Ruthie nodded her head trying to keep her composure.

"Yeah", stuttered out Ruthie.

Ruthie took a deep breath.

"Look I know why you are here, you want to know why", said Vincent.

Ruthie nodded her head.

"Yeah I want to know why", said Ruthie.

Vincent sighed and ran his fingers through his hair.

"It's simple I guess, you didn't love me", said Vincent looking into her eyes.

Ruthie looked at him confused.

"You broke up with me, you told Martin to break my heart so you could spend your summer vacation with other girls, you did that", said Ruthie.

"I know but it's not for the reasons you think, I always knew I would lose you. I always knew I would lose you to him. Even when we were together, Martin held your heart. I knew it, everyone knew it except for maybe him. I lost you before I really had you. I knew it was a matter of time before you both realized what you meant to each other", said Vincent.

"I was never worried about Mac or Peter or any other guy, Martin I knew would take you away, so I broke it off before you hurt me", said Vincent.

"You hurt me and broke my heart because you thought me and Martin would get together", yelled Ruthie getting out of her seat.

"Is that why you tried to kill me too?", asked Ruthie.

"God no that was an accident, I saw how happy you were and I wanted to take away the pain, it wasn't the best way but it was the only way I knew how", said Vincent trying to keep his tears in check.

"Ruthie I loved you, I always have but I knew I could never have your heart because it always belonged to him", said Vincent.

Ruthie sat down and stared at the boy really sitting in front of her crying.

"Can I ask you something?", asked Vincent.

Ruthie slowly nodded her head.

"Why him?", asked Vincent.

Ruthie looked at him with all seriousness and answered, "Because it's simple really, I love him, I can't love anyone else, you said it yourself, no one can own my heart but him. Martin is my heart and you can't live without your heart right?", responded Ruthie before getting up and walking out.

"NO you can't", whispered Vincent.

Vincent's eyes watched her until she disappeared and that's when he really did cry.