Disclaimer: As always, I do not own the characters or ideas/references that may lead to whomever owns Zorro. The plot and anything else unrecognizable is mine.
A/N: This is the last chapter, please review!
Before they rounded the bend where the people were waiting Alejandro stopped her train of thought and her feet as well. He grabbed her arm and pulled her to a halt.
"Alejandro, what are you doing? The people are waiting for you," Elena thought that by reminding him of where he was he would come to his senses. He walked in front of her and got down on one knee.
"I have no pearls for you, Princess, but I have my love and I hope that will be enough, will you marry me? Again?" Elena's heart did somersaults in her chest as she looked down at the only man whom she had loved in that manner. She would be crazy not to take him back!
"If I must," she replied, a sly smile working its way across her features. A grin spread across Alejandro's features in turn and he rose only to lower her in a dip and plant a very heated kiss upon her lips. When they broke apart Elena couldn't contain her joy of freedom and love and plain happiness any longer and one could tell by the glow of her face. She had not been this happy in months, since she had lost her husband to Zorro, but he was back. And from the looks of it he was back to stay. Grinning a devilish grin she forced him to let her up and they returned to the people together, Joaquin ran to his mother and hugged Zorro as any grateful son would do. Tornado returned to his friend and Zorro took his place upon the stage, but in his heart he was Don Alejandro de la Vega, down in the crowd, with his family… the only true place where he belonged.
A/N: Again, thank you for taking the time to read this little story and if you could find the extra couple of minutes to review, please do so!