"Didn't you listen to the phone call? There was the confession! There was a suspect name! You're sitting here telling me that you think this is some sort of prank?" Bog asked trying to control his anger.

"Yes sir, because Mr. Roland Knight is an outstanding citizen. You expect me to believe Mr. Knight hired someone to kidnap your girlfriend and do who knows what just make her his?" The policeman asked with disbelief.

"Yes, only she's not my girlfriend," Bog said blushing deeply.

"Oh, but she can be!" A loud voice from behind exclaimed in a singsong way. "I saw Mr. Knight acting odd after you and Marianne went back onstage."

The policeman stared in wonder at Sugar Plum, "Ms. Plum, I didn't realize that the person who they were claiming was kidnapped was your…"

"My niece, yes. What I can't believe is that you aren't recognizing the sincerity in his voice."

"Sorry ma'am. We will set up a squad to rescue…"

"You mean assist."

"I'm sorry?"

"Marianne doesn't need to be rescued, she needs help getting away. My niece isn't the sort to be rescued, she's taken self-defense classes for years."

"Right ma'am, assist her escape from Mr. Knight. If this is correct he will be charged with kidnapping." Bog let out a sigh of relief that the police were finally helping.

"Thank you so much Auntie Plum!" said Dawn as she hugged Plum, "Think nothing of it my dear. I just want Marianne to be safe and happy, especially with this young gentleman who has won her heart."

Bog looked over at Plum confused, "What? What do you mean 'won her heart'?" He placed his hand into the pocket where he stored the bracelet, "I doubt she…she…," Bog trailed off his mind wandering off to the moment where he'd almost kissed her.

"Earth to Bog! Come in Boggy!" Bog snapped out of the memory and briefly shot Dawn an annoyed look.

"Geez you're dense, you and Marianne both. You'll figure it out eventually for now let's worry about finding your dream girl." Plum said excitedly. Bog blushed embarrassed by what Plum said.

"Ma'am, we've got the location of the phone. If you will all follow me please." Bog, Plum, Dawn and Sunny followed the officer to a station of computers showing a map of the city, "Okay here," he said pointing to a spot on the map, "is where we located your friend a couple of minutes ago."

Bog looked curiously at the screen, "Then why is she moving?" When the dot finally stopped moving the police pulled up the location, "They moved to a jewelry store, very high end."

Dawn took a look at the building, "That's the jewelry store where Roland paid for Marianne's engagement ring."

"Are you sure Dawn?"

"Yeah Bog, I'm sure."

"Boggy," he corrected.

"Aww, you do care!" Bog face palmed leaving a slight red mark on his forehead, "He seems to be staying there."

"Nope. He's on the move again!" The entire police station was going crazy trying to figure out where Roland would go next, 'Sir! He's stopped at a flower shop."

This is fantastic! Roland thought as the chauffer drove himself and Marianne everywhere they had stopped when he proposed to Marianne. He had the grand finale all set up, and the best part was Marianne finally loved him, again.

Now it wouldn't matter if he went of spreading his love to other women, she wouldn't care because she was blinded by her love for him, she would stay at home cooking and cleaning, then there's also the children who would have to be looked after.

"Look Roland!" said Marianne excitedly, "It's snowing!" Indeed it was, however he didn't care for snow at all.

"Wow…that's great Marianne." He said with fake enthusiasm, "You don't like snow?" she asked quietly, "Not really, no."

"Why not Rolly? It's so beautiful, no two snowflakes are exactly alike…," she chattered on. He just didn't understand what was so great about snow. Before it was all bunched up they were small annoying specs that just fell onto his hair causing it to become damp and lose its volume.

Snowflakes would also blind his beautiful eyes, causing him to run into things. Then there were the snowstorms and blizzards which made it difficult to leave his apartment building and seduce beautiful women I bars and clubs (including his own).

"I just don't Marianne," he said with a slightly stern tone in his voice immediately making Marianne stop talking about the snow.

"Okay Rolly, then I don't like snow either," she said leaning into him and hugging his arm.

"Aww Marianne, you're the best. Now, you're going to have to grow your hair out again, and we'll make sure to get you more appropriate clothing too," he said before looking at his reflection in the window and twirling his golden hair.

"Okay Roland, my future king." She said wistfully. Roland looked down at her, something was bugging him but he wasn't sure what it was. As he continued to look at Marianne, he thought he saw something in her eyes.

A spark of defiance maybe? Nah! IMP had placed her into an unbreakable trance, there was no way she could have fee will. It's probably nothing, he thought as he looked out the window and noticed they were almost to their next stop, he smiled as he asked Marianne to close her eyes and got out of the vehicle.

It's snowing, Bog thought as he stood by a window in the police station, How beautiful.

He took a sip of his coffee, These police better know what they're doing. Bog couldn't help it, he was irritated. The police chief had sent a small squad of cars off to a location where they believed Roland and Marianne were.

According to Dawn it looked like Roland was visiting places he and Marianne visited when they were dating. "A couple of the last places they were together was Roland's club and the docks where Roland proposed." Dawn said as she had quickly put two and two together, "That would be the best place to look next, and if he's trying to get her to marry him again he's probably going to propose on the longest dock."

The police laughed at Dawn, "What would make you think he would go there? He would have to be some sort of moron to set himself up like that. We'll just surround his home and wait for him to show up, then we will arrest him for the kidnapping." Bog, Dawn, Sunny, and Plum looked at the police in confusion, "Just let us handle this, you civilians should go home. We will call you when we get your friend back."

And just like that they were being escorted out of the police station by two officers. "WHAT!? They can't…" Bog quickly cut Dawn off, "Very well, we'll go home. We won't go after Marianne." Bog said looking back at Plum, Dawn, and Sunny winking quickly as they walked out of the building.

"Let's take my car!" Plum squealed as she headed to a blue Volkswagen Beetle. Bog looked at the vehicle skeptically, "I don't think so." Plum looked at Bog quizzically, before realization struck like lightning.

"Oh, yes! You are quite tall aren't you?" Bog rolled his eyes and started walking over to his motorcycle, "Boggy! Just follow us!" He heard Dawn shout behind him,

Yeah, no. I know a quicker way. Bog quickly pulled on his helmet and started the motorcycle. He then exited the parking lot and sped off to the harbor.

Dawn watched as the taillights of Bog's motorcycle retreated in the distance, until he made a turn and she could no longer see them. "Where does he think he's going? The harbor's the other way," Sunny asked from the backseat of Plum's car.

"Isn't it obvious? He's the knight in shining armor going to rescue the maiden from a terrible beast!" Plum squealed excitedly like a fangirl with her favorite couple on a show.

If Auntie Plum gets even more excited she may be able to fly to the moon, Dawn thought.

"Hey Dawn," Sunny motioned for her to join him while Plum was lost in her fantasies, "We'll get Marianne you don't need to worry."

Dawn smiled at Sunny, he usually knew what to say to help her feel better. "Thanks Sunny, you're the best."

She wrapped her arms around Sunny, pulling him into a hug. Then, Sunny gently grabbed her shoulders pushing her back slightly. Dawn felt confused, was something the matter?

As her thoughts ran together she didn't notice that Sunny had started to lean forward. She soon felt Sunny's lips upon her own, after the surprise wore off a bit she relaxed. It felt like she had her own little ray of sunshine, then again it usually did when Sunny was around, it warmed her from head to toe.

Sunny pulled back what felt like too soon, "Dawn I…I care about you a lot. And I hope you feel the same way, because when I'm around you I feel like the sun is shining even when it's not." Dawn smiled at Sunny, "Sunny, I love you," she said before kissing him again.

They were soon interrupted by tapping on the window thanks to Plum. "Focus! We've got to get the harbor! Dawn rides shotgun." Sunny looked at Plum, "Why does Dawn have to sit up front?"

"Because she's my niece and I said so." Dawn shrugged and went to the front seat with Plum, having an idea as to why Plum wanted her to ride shotgun. Plum stomped her foot into the gas as soon as Dawn was seated and buckled causing the vehicle to suddenly lurch forward, and off they sped toward the harbor.

Roland led Marianne, with her eyes closed, down the longest dock in the harbor. The sun was just starting to peek over the horizon dying the clouds in pinks, golds, and orange. When they finally reached the end of the dock he instructed her to open her eyes and he made sure he was standing in her view of the sun so that it would look like he was glowing.

When her eyes finally opened he opened his fat mouth, "Well, Marianne. What do you think?" Roland asked as he smiled disgustingly.

"Rolly! You look like a god! The way the sun bounces off your hair creates a beautifully soft halo." Marianne said sweetly.

They faintly heard the sound of a motor back toward the other end of the dock as Roland continued to talk but convey nothing except that he was the best (although he wasn't). Roland noticed a figure running toward them, as he studied the figure he realized it was the scaly-backed-cockroach known as Bog King.

He smiled evilly as he turned Marianne and himself so that Bog King could see their profiles. Roland waited just a little bit longer, until he could see the nose on King's face. Roland then roughly grabbed Marianne around the waist and kissed her dominantly.

Bog nearly tripped when he saw Roland grab Marianne and kiss her. He felt as though he had been betrayed, just like that one time. Only this time he knew who to throw his anger at besides himself.

Red filled Bogs vision, he faintly heard Plum, Dawn, and Sunny behind him. Right now, he felt ready to explode and do serious harm to Roland that would put him six feet under just as Mount Vesuvius buried Pompeii in ash and smoke and lava. When the smug prick finally pulled away from Marianne, Bog was close enough to land a punch that would wipe the lopsided grin from Roland's face for good.

Bog pulled his arm back, his eyes watering slightly as he launched his arm forward with everything he had. Only for it to be stopped by Marianne. Despite her size, she was quite strong.

As Marianne held Bog's arm to keep him from punching Roland, she seemed to smile softly with a spark in her eye. "Ha!" said a voice with an annoying southern accent, "Isn't this fantastic! I am so glad I hired that hypnotist, with her completely in love with me you can't lay a hand on me so long as I have my little primrose here," Roland said just before Bog saw Marianne's other hand form a fist and punch Roland square in the jaw.

Just as Roland made a huge splash into the cold water a voice brimming with confidence said, "Man! That felt great!" Bog looked back toward Marianne who wore the biggest, most beautiful smile he had ever seen.

"Man! That felt great!" Marianne said proudly, "Finally! He's become more disgusting since I ended it."

Marianne stood taller now that Roland was finally getting what he deserved. "Marianne, are you okay? Did he hurt you?" She heard Bog ask beside her.

"Yeah, just kind of cold. Roland didn't give me something so I can keep warm. And when I was taking the trash out I didn't grab my jacket because I knew it would be a quick run out-Bog what are you doing?"

Bog had unzipped his jacket and was in the process of taking it off, "Isn't it obvious?"

He asked as he finished pulling off his jacket and wrapped it around her shoulders. She instantly felt warmer, "Thanks, I feel a lot warmer." She said blushing slightly.

"You're welcome. Anyway…," he trailed off, "Anyway what Bog?"

"…Anyway didn't pretty boy say something about you being in a trance or something?" Bog asked. "Hm? Oh right, what happened up to the point you came was:"

*Flashback*

She sat in what had to be the most uncomfortable chair in the world, made even more so by the fact that she was tied down to the back, legs, and arms of the chair. A man stepped forward and stood next to Roland, "This fine gentleman here is a hypnotist. Now darlin' I didn't want to have to do this, but you've left me with no choice," said Roland.

The man stepped toward her and pulled a watch out of his pocket, "Keep your eyes on the watch please," said the man. It was difficult not to, the watch had been polished to a spectacular shine.

"You are now under my influence," he said dramatically, although she didn't feel as though she were under hypnotic suggestion, then he leaned down and whispered in her ear, "Listen, I've called for help, just play along until Bog King arrives," he looked back at Roland quickly to see if he was suspicious, but he was admiring himself in a spoon, "They will be tracking him through your phone's GPS, just sit tight until help comes," he finished as he stood straight, "When I count to three you shall be madly in love with Roland. One. Two. Three!"

She had no choice, his plan was the best way for her to be free and get back to Bog…and Dawn and Sunny.

Marianne blinked, looking around while one of Roland's lackeys untied her, Fool. You should be more cautious. Marianne thought as she looked at Roland, who was still obsessed with his reflection, then she dug inside herself for the person she used to be before she discovered Roland was cheating.

"Oh, Roland! You set this up? You're so sweet!" She said resisting the urge to puke as the moron smiled thinking he had won. She knew he didn't truly care about her, he thought of her as a prize to be won.

Damn it! I want out of this vehicle! Marianne was doing her best to make sure she didn't break Roland's arm, and keep her face looking as lovesick as possible.

She noticed that it began to snow, How beautiful. I wonder how long I can torture Roland with senseless babble about snow, she thought evilly.

"Look Roland! It's snowing!" As expected Roland rolled his eyes and looked at his reflection in the window while she babbled. What she had not expected was him becoming agitated enough in front of her to speak the way he had causing his beautiful mask to slip revealing the beast underneath.

I have to come up with a plan to escape, in case the police or Bog can't find me, Marianne thought with a spark of defiance in her eyes, which she quickly blinked away because Roland had glanced at her in that moment. I hope he isn't suspicious. He's dense, unfortunately not as dense as I would like.

She schooled her expression into one of a dreamy state to keep Roland from suspecting something was amiss.

*End Flashback*

Roland came out of the water on the rocky shore. He was on his hands and knees coughing up water. Roland was covered in seaweed and ocean water, he also reeked of fish and, if he was being honest with himself, he was a bit crabby.

He got up looking at the end of the dock where his lovely Marianne and the scaly backed cockroach stood. Roland was seething in rage, he couldn't believe that his hair was ruined and that he had lost Marianne to that beast.

All of a sudden he felt rough hands on him, turning around angrily he saw two cops forcing his arms behind him, securing handcuffs around his wrists. He was led back to the main road where the police had his guards in handcuffs as well. As he was placed inside the car, his rights being read to him, he saw three figures by a Volkswagen beetle smiling, "What are you smiling about?" He called, "Watch! I'll be out in no time!"

"Oh yeah? Good luck with that!" Dawn called back. Before Roland got the chance to reply he was shoved into the police car and the door was shut, effectively silencing him.

Marianne turned toward the main road where Roland had caused a ruckus. She smiled as she watched Roland be shoved into a police car. Marianne had started back toward the other end of the dock when she noticed that Bog had stayed behind.

She walked back toward him until she was standing next to him, "Bog, are you okay?" He didn't respond, he didn't even seem to have heard her, He must want some time alone, Marianne thought as she again started heading back toward Dawn, Plum, and Sunny when Bog reached our for her hand. She felt the warm callouses of his hand wrap around hers, he still had not said anything but she could tell Bog was glad she was there.

They stood there for a while looking out on the horizon as the sun slowly climbed higher into the sky, the clouds that held the snow being blown behind them. They had sat down on the dock at some point, neither one remembered when, with their feet hanging over the water, Bog's feet just out of reach of the small waves.

"I was worried about you," Bog finally said, "When I found out you had been kidnapped I saw nothing but red. To think about what might have happened." He let out a tired sigh, then continued, "When I found out that pretty boy was the one that had you kidnapped, I came completely undone."

Marianne looked at Bog with the same amount of vulnerability he was showing her. "I was scared too. Scared that you wouldn't be able to help me, scared that Roland would at some point figure out that I was faking, scared that this time I wouldn't be able to get away from him," she admitted leaning softly against him, her head on his shoulder.

"Before I ended my engagement with Roland, I would do almost whatever he said. And since I thought we were going to be together, I would compromise for him so that we could be happy. I stopped going to my martial arts classes because he thought I shouldn't fight. He wanted me to be like other girls who worried about fashion or something of the like. I felt like I couldn't actually be myself with him," she said quietly.

"Marianne, that's what's so great about you…You are different." She lifted her head off his shoulder and looked him in his piercing blue eyes, "I've been told,"

"That's what I like!" Bog said with enthusiasm before clearing his throat, "…about you. Never in my life did I think I would find someone like you. Someone brave, clever, competitive…"

So long, I've been looking too hard

I've been waiting too long

Sometimes I don't know what I will find

I only know it's a matter of time

When you love someone

When you love someone

It feels so right, so warm and true

I need to know if you feel it too…

This heart of mine has been hurt before,

This time I want to be sure

I've been waiting for a girl like you to come into my life…

To make me feel alive

While Bog had been singing he had gently cupped her cheek, his eyes were holding hers as he slowly leaned toward her his voice soft so only she could hear. She had to admit, she was scared, nervous, and other emotions she couldn't describe. When Bog had stopped singing, his lips were less than an inch from hers. "Marianne," he whispered before he closed the distance.

He kissed her gently, hesitantly, giving her a chance to push him back and say no.

But she didn't, she kissed him back because in the back of her mind, she understood with clarity that she loved him. She wrapped her arms around his neck, while his arms circled around her torso. They stayed that way for a little while until Bog pulled back and placed his forehead to hers.

"Maybe I should be kidnapped more often," Marianne joked, "Don't even think about it," Bog said jokingly back. Bog stood and offered a hand to Marianne to help her stand, "C'mon Tough Girl. Let's head back to my club, or I can take you home."

Marianne took Bog's hand and stood, not letting go of his hand she smiled, "I would really like to go home for now, if you need to you can stay in the guest bedroom so you can rest, and we can head over to the Goedwig Dark Club later."

Bog pulled her against him and gently wrapped an arm around her waist, "Sounds like a plan, Tough Girl." He said kissing her one more time before heading back to Marianne's home and falling asleep in the guest bedroom the moment his head hit the pillow, with Marianne sleeping next to him.

The End?

Well guys that's it with this story for now. I might write an epilogue, I haven't decided yet. I meant to put something referencing David Bowie and Alan Rickman but nothing really seemed to fit to me so instead I'm just going to say that we lost 2 amazing actors and the world will be a little darker without them, they will be missed but never forgotten because of the wonderful roles they played and the awesome music that Bowie had done. Anyway, I'm almost finished with a Valentine's Day one-shot that I've titled "The Day of Roses" where Marianne and Bog are in their fairy and goblin forms, and Bog has something special planned for Marianne. Keep an eye out for that on Valentine's Day I'll have that posted as soon as I can. Also, tmwilson3 and I are going to do a collaboration together and we've narrowed it down to two main ideas so we decided to put a poll up on tmwilson3's page, please make sure to vote! I want to thank everyone who has read this for leaving wonderful comments, I have loved reading them some of them even made me laugh a little and want to keep writing. Finally, constructive criticism is always welcome and again thank you all for reading my fanfic!

Until "The Day of Roses"!

NinjaHime1996