This is it. We're here at the end, and I can't believe I've done this! I'm so proud of myself for finishing this.

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Future

Leo Fitz had been preparing for this day for a long time. Everything had been planned out. It had been checked, double-checked, and triple-checked. Grant and Coulson had given him enough pep talks, along with warnings, to help settle him down. Standing up at the altar, he prayed that everything would go off without a hitch, and nothing would go terribly wrong.

The music started, and everybody looked toward the doors. Leo lifted his head up, and felt all the air leave his lungs at the sight ahead of him. He saw Coulson, slightly red-eyed, but Leo's attention was mainly focused on the person beside him. He hadn't seen her all day, thanks to the age-old tradition that everyone had made sure was upheld.

Jemma had told him a while back that Skye's dress was amazing, and in his eyes, it looked like the dress was destined for her. It was strapless, with a wide skirt that brushed against the flower petals on the aisle.

"She's messin' up my flowers!" a small voice cried out. Leo turned and grinned at the sight of May picking up Sophia, Jemma and Grant's two year old daughter, and placing her back in her seat. He chuckled silently and turned his attention back up front, where Skye was taking her position across from him. Once they were all set, the minister began to speak. "We are gathered here today…"

As the ceremony progressed, Leo found himself thinking a lot about Skye. The day he meet her for the first time, and the awkward flirting that had occurred then. Doctor Who marathons. The snowfall in Norway, and the rescue in Berlin. The time he thought he was going to lose her, and the time she was afraid that he wasn't going to come back. The dates they'd been on. All the things they'd done together, and what was to come in the future.

Then it was time for the vows, and Leo drew out a piece of folded up paper from his pocket. He swallowed and looked up at Skye.

"Skye, when I first joined the team, I expected to hate every moment of it," he confessed. "I was only going because Jemma wanted to, and there was an opening for an engineer. And then you came onto the plane, and you got Grant to say Gramsy, and that's when I knew I was in love with you."

A ripple of laughter came from the congregation. Leo noticed that Grant, his best man, was looking down, embarrassed.

"I'm so glad I came on the team, because that's how I met you, and how I feel in love with you. All the things we've done together, and all the things to come, those are my best memories. Finding out that you felt the same way about me as I did for you is one of the best ones. When you said yes is another, and today is going down with those too. You are the most amazing, beautiful, kind, smart, brilliant woman I've ever met, and I love you. I love you so much."

A chorus of soft aww's went up. Jemma was wiping her eyes and beaming proudly at the two of them. Skye's hand went over her mouth and even though he couldn't see her mouth, her cheeks pushed up enough to let him know she was smiling. It was her turn now.

"I know that you know this, Leo," Skye said, wiping her finger under her eye. "But you are the only man who can make me cry because you are so sweet and kind and loving. I've been alone for most of my life. But for as long as I've known you, you've always been there for me. You were there in Norway. You were there at the bridge. You were there for me in the SUV, when I became an agent, when I was about to freeze in Berlin. Whenever I was alone and needed someone, you were always there. I came onto the team to search for my family. And while I found them, finding the man who I love to the ends of the earth and beyond would have been just enough too."

Leo nodded, trying not to cry, but he was failing. Everybody in the room was displaying some degree of emotion from Skye's speech. His mother was nodding proudly while dabbing her eyes with a tissue. The minister had to blow his nose before he could continue with the ceremony.

They exchanged the rings, and then it was time.

"Do you, Leopold Robert Fitz, take this woman to be your wife, 'til death do you part?"

"I do."

"And do you, Skye Amelia Margaret May-Coulson, take this man to be your husband, 'til death do you part?"

"Yes," Skye nodded vigorously. "I do."

The minister smiled. "Then I now pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss the bride."

As their lips met, everything else around Leo faded into the background. He could catch traces of things happening around him out before he closed his eyes. Grant and Jemma were holding Sophia and smiling in approval at them. May and Coulson were going over to his mother. But they weren't his primary focus. That belonged to the love of his life, and they were finally married.

It had been a long journey for the both of them. Their path had begun simply, with both of them afraid to admit their feelings for the other because they were thought to be one-sided. But over time, they'd grow closer and more confident. Now, here they were at their happy ending, their paths combined, ready to embark on the next chapter of their lives together.

The End

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