A/N: Thanks for all the great reviews! And thanks for all the ideas! Some of you read my mind!

Keeping her secret, working, and planning a wedding was hard for Jordan. She had her dress, the flowers, the guest list, the date, and church, she still needed the invitations, the seating arrangement, and the reception to plan. It was going to be a long 3 weeks for Jordan,

"Hey Baby," John said coming into the bedroom where Jordan had all her wedding plans laid out.

"Hey, can you help me with the seating arrangement?"

"Yeah sure what do you need." He said plopping him self on the bed next to Jordan.

"I just need to sit people in the right place for the reception, it can't be that hard, there are only about 30 people coming."

"Why so few?"

"My dad can't come or else he will bring Boston with him, so it will be co-workers and your family."

"That's great, I always wanted a small wedding anyway."

"Ok so do you think that…"

The rest of the day was a blur, the two very much in love couple sat on the bed planning there dream wedding, although in was not perfect for Jordan because none of her old friends would be there, it was still everything she always wanted.

Back in Boston

"Hey Lilly, how are your wedding plans coming?" Bug asked as she walked into the autopsy room.

Bug had officially gotten over Lilly; he was now dating Indian women he met in an online dating chat.

"It's going great, I just wish Jordan was here to be one of my brides maids."

"I wish she would come back to Lilly, but I don't think she will be coming back, but its ok I guess. It's been a year and 5 months, we have a new ME to take her place and she is really nice," Bug said lying to himself.

"I guess, but still."

"You're right, nothing will ever be the same without her."

"I don't think Woody will ever be the same again either," Lilly said truthfully.

"Yah, none of us will be."

3 weeks later

"Do you Josephine Scott take Jonathan Carney to be your lawful wedded husband, in sickness and health, in good times and bad, to honor and cherish, until death do you part?" the minister asked.

"I do" Jordan said with a large smile upon her face.

"And do you Jonathan Carney take Josephine Scott to your lawful wedded wife, in sickness and health, in good times and bad, to honor and cherish, until death do you part?"

"I do."

"You may now kiss the bride."

"Such a beautiful ceremony," one guess said to another at the reception, about an hour later.

"Her dress was gorgeous," another said.

"Josie, you just made me the happiest man on earth today," John whispered into Jordan's ear as they entered the reception after the photos were taken.

"I love you too," she whispered back with the biggest smile on her face.

"There they are, the happy couple," John's older brother said walking toward them, "Now I hope you know that I want some nephews and nieces."

"Don't worry, we have talked about everything, and we want kids too," John said reassuring him, "Jor…Josie I think we should cut the cake now, so we can get out of here sooner and have more time to ourselves."

"Thank god, you read my mind."

40 minutes later, a record time for a reception, the newly married and deeply in love couple were driving away in their just married covered car.

"Jordan I think we should talk," John said.

"Those are usually words someone says when they want to break up, we are married now buster and its going to stay that way."

"No Jordan, I love you and always want to be with you, I think we should talk about Boston."

"Oh, that," she said not really eager to talk about it.

"Yah, I think we should go there, see your friends, the life you left behind. You never told me why you left and you never have to, but I would like to see what you left behind, the people you miss…"

"John, I know you want to know more about what I left, but I don't think I can go back there, not after I left like that, it's been almost two years."

"We're back at home. Lets talk inside."

"Ok, but I'm changing first."

Inside Jordan slipped out of her slinky white wedding dress, and slipped into some comphy red sweat pants, and a Boston Red Sox t-shirt.

"That looks more like you." John said as she emerged from the bathroom.

"Ditto to you, Mr. Blue Jeans."

"Now Jor, I know you don't want to go back, but I have been thinking about it for a while now."

"O…o…ok." She said stuttering nervously.

"Don't worry, we can go, I can call you Jordan so they don't know your new name, we don't have to tell them, any of them, where you went, and if they ask, you can either tell them the truth, or lie. But I do want you to tell them about me, and how much I love you, what do you think."

"I think that, I think that…"

A/N: Bum Bum Bahhhhh. Oooooooo what will happen! BTW- I know this is not my best chapter, but deal: )