Author's Note: Okay, I apologize for the wait. 1: There's some stuff going on right now in my life. 2: When I did finish typing this, my two-year-old sister deleted it before I could post it. Anyways, thanks to Halofan197! I actually had massive writer's block until you suggested that. Shout-out to BrunoMarslover21! Check out "A Change Between Us", it's totally awesome. So here's the chapter.

Mordecai walked into the kitchen to see Keelan smirking at him.

"Uh, good morning, Keelan?" Mordecai said as he raised an eyebrow.

"Good morning, Mordecai." Keelan kept grinning.

"What are you happy about?"

"I," he pointed to himself, "am sure you're happier than I am."

"What?" Mordecai was extremely confused.

"Y'know, about... your birthday being yesterday..."

"And...?"

"And you got a little 'birthday present' last night."

Mordecai thought for a second. His eyes widened and he face-palmed. "Oh God, your heard us didn't you."

Keelan tried to stifle his laughter. "Ha, Y'know, if I wasn't a light sleeper, you guys would've waken me up anyways 'cause you're a little lou-"

"Shut up." Mordecai still had his hand on his face.

"Ha ha, sorry man. I'll get some ear plugs so you guys can have your privacy." Keelan winked.

Mordecai blushed, "Wow dude, just, stop."

Keelan laughed again as Mordecai got breakfast. Margaret later came out as Mordecai was eating cereal on the couch.

"Morning babe," Mordecai greeted.

"Good morning. And good morning, Keelan."

"G-good morning M-Margaret." Keelan was trying as hard as he could not to laugh.

"So Keelan," Mordecai said loudly, hoping Margaret wouldn't notice Keelan's snickers, "how long do you think it'll take for you to save up for a new apartment?"

"Mordecai!" Margaret looked at him, "He has only stayed here for one night? What did he do?"

"No no it's fine," Keelan put a hand up, "My boss likes when his employes yell at other people and he gave me a raise knowing I got kicked out. So maybe like..." He sat there, "Two months? I already picked out a place so yeah."

There was a knock at the door. Mordecai got up and opened it.

"Mordo!" John spread out his arms. Mordecai jumped a little, surprised to see John this awake this early in the morning.

"Oh uh, hi John."

"Is that John?" Keelan called from inside the house.

"Is that Keychain?" John asked.

"Keelan," Mordecai corrected.

"Whatever. What is he doing here?"

"He's gonna live here for a while until he can find a new place."

"Ew, that sucks, but seriously, I'm sorry about missing your party."

"Aw, that's okay, I never really had a big fuss about my birthday anyways."

"No dude, Imma take you someplace fun."

"Uhhh... where?"

"To the shooting range!" John pulled out his gun, making Mordecai duck.

"Ah! Uh, yeah that's fine, just... put, the gun... away." Mordecai slowly lowered his hand.

"Oh, right, you guys aren't used to guns... oh well! You will be after today heh. C'mon! Let's go!" John started to walk to his car.

"Uh, bye Margaret! Bye Keelan!" Mordecai called.

"Where are you going?"

"John's taking me to the shooting range!"

"Be careful!" Mordecai walked down the steps and got into John's car. They were on the road until John pulled into a dirt parking lot with a sign that read, "Papa's hooting Range," the s had fallen off. Mordecai looked around to only see a few other cars there.

"Uh, how come there aren't that many people here?" Mordecai asked as he got out of the car.

"Oh, only people that were in the military get to go here, and apparently there aren't that many that live in this town." They continued on and walked through double doors into a medium-sized building in poor condition. Mordecai saw a man behind a counter wave at John.

"Hey John!"

"Hey Randy. Uh, this is my friend, Mordecai, he's with me."

"Well alright then, you know the costs." Randy shrugged his shoulders. John tossed a hundred dollar bill at him. Randy looked at it. "Uh, you kinda over paid."

"Eh, keep it, it looks like this place needs it. Can I also get a nine millimeter for Mordecai here?"

"Oh yeah, here ya go." Randy slid a black handgun across the counter.

"Thanks. C'mon Mordo." They saw someone already shooting at the paper targets at one end of the building, so they decided to go to the opposite side. John stood behind Mordecai.

"Okay, so put both hands on the gun." Mordecai did so. "Press the safety off," Mordecai pressed the button, "And only put you finger on the trigger when you're ready to fire." Mordecai aimed at the paper man at the end of the range. He squeezed the trigger only for the gun to snap back and hit the blue jay in the forehead.

"Ah!" Mordecai put his hand on his head. "Son of a bitch! That hurt."

"Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you about that, heh, sorry." They heard the other person laugh a little, and seemed kind of feminine.

"OK, this time, get a tighter grip and try to hold the gun down while still aiming."

Mordecai listened and concentrated. He focused on the red dot in the middle of the silhouette. Mordecai squeezed the trigger, holding the gun down this time. John pressed a button that made the paper come closer. There was a bullet hole right in between where the eyes would be. John's eyes widened.

"BOOM! Headshot!" He yelled. "Wow, on your second try too."

"Uh, I wasn't aiming for the head." Before John could respond, a chunk of wood came off from a plank next to them. More shots were fired at them.

"What in the-" John saw who was shooting at them. "Is that a cloud?" He squinted.

Mordecai's eyes widened, "Oh crap! I thought she was still in jail!"

"If I can't have you, nobody can!" CJ yelled as she kept shooting. Randy came from behind Mordecai and John with his own revolver.

"Drop it! Cloudy girl!" CJ shot the gun out of his hands. "Damn she's a good shot." Mordecai and John ran outside and hid behind one of the cars. They could hear bullets ricochet off the other side of the car.

"What do we do?" Mordecai yelled.

"We stop her of course!" John peeked his head over the car and fired a few shots. He ducked back down. "I kinda need your help man." John panted.

"What?! I just learned how to use a gun ten minutes ago!"

"But I need all the help I can get." A bullet smashed the window.

"Grr fine!" Mordecai looked over the car and tried to shoot back, but before he could get a shot out, a bullet grazed his arm. "AHH!" He held his arm. John was still shooting. Mordecai got up again. Time slowed down. He aimed and exhaled, concentrating as hard as he could in the little time he had. He pulled the trigger. Time sped up. He saw CJ fall, grabbing her ankle. John called 911 as they ran to her.

"What the hell are you doing?!" Mordecai yelled.

"What did it look like? I was trying to kill you!"

"Why?! I already told you to get over me, that you could find someone else, but I can't say that now because you're going to jail." Mordecai crossed his arms in a pissed manner.

Mordecai nodded his head as the police car drove off with CJ.

"Who was that?" John asked.

"She was this girl who liked me and I wanted to stay friends and she flipped out."

"Well then, I'm sorry this happened." He gestured to Mordecai's arm.

"Oh that's fine, it wasn't your fault. Anyway we should get back. Margaret's gonna wonder where I am."

Mordecai opened the door to the apartment to be immediately greeted with a hug from Margaret.

"Finally, you're back- OH MY GOD! Your arm!" She pointed to Mordecai's bandage.

"Oh right, about that..." Mordecai told her the whole story about CJ trying to kill him and John. Margaret hugged him again.

"I'm just glad you're alive... and that that bitch is in jail now."

"Where's Keelan?" Mordecai asked.

"Work."

Mordecai tilted his head, "Well, I'm glad I'm alive too." Mordecai kissed her and then kissed her neck. Margaret giggled.

"Wait." She pulled away, "Why did you ask if Keelan was here?"

"So he wouldn't hear us again."

"What do you mean 'again?'"

Uh oh, Mordecai thought. He sighed, "Because he heard us last night." He looked down.

"He what?! Is that why he was all giggly this morning?" Mordecai nodded his head. Margaret blushed.

"But it's Okay, he said he would get ear plugs." Mordecai pulled a cheesy smile.

"Ugh!" Margaret said angrily as she stormed off into the other room. Crap, he thought.

Margaret tried to walk as fast as she could in the long wedding dress. C'mon, She thought, I can't be late to my own wedding! She finally got to the end of the isle, but something was wrong. Everyone was crowding around the altar. She pushed through the people and gasped. Mordecai lay there on the floor with a knife in his chest.

"AH!" Margaret shot up in her bed, sweating. She woke Mordecai up.

"Margaret? What's wrong?" He was concerned.

"Just, just a bad dream," She panted, relieved to see her fiance alive.

"Are you OK?" He asked.

"Yeah." They laid back down. After a while, Margaret realized Mordecai was still awake.

"Mordecai?"

"Yes?"

"Do y-you think we should get married?" Mordecai's heart sank.

"W-what do you m-mean?"

"Well, we both know our live aren't that normal."
"And that's the understatement of the year."

"Yeah, and what if something goes wrong at our wedding, and one of us gets hurt." A tear went down her cheek, not being able to think about Mordecai dying.

He looked into her eyes, "Margaret, I will never let you get hurt, and I will always be there." He wiped the tear from her face. "Now let's get some sleep, OK?"

She sniffled, "Okay."

Author's Note: Okay, sorry about the long wait. I also have some finals this week so once all of that calms down I should pump out chapters quicker. Anyways, CJ came back! But she's gone now, for good. She was only supposed to make one appearance this story, but some people wanted her back. Also, is Margaret actually freaking out about the wedding going wrong? Or is she just getting cold feet and is looking for an excuse? Find out next chapter! Don't forget to review or PM me! Love it when you guys do that.

Andrew out-