A/N: Yeah, random chapter title. I was listening to Rescue by Eve 6 and got the idea for this last chapter.

Like Jessica Rabbit

She corrects bad habits

Gets the drinks for free

Animated fiction

Stole Cupid's arrow

And came to rescue me.

There you go, that is the chorus to the song. Any way, enjoy the final ending to the story!

Part 6 Like Jessica Rabbit

I could not believe how beautiful Adela looked when I saw her walking down the aisle arm-in-arm with her father, Rude, at our wedding. The white, strapless dress she wore fit her perfectly and contrasted wonderfully with her dark skin. Her dark brown hair was pulled up loosely with a few strands in the back standing out in several different directions. Her face was blurred a bit from her veil, but I could tell that she looked more beautiful than she ever did to me before.

I was not wearing my everyday white suit, but instead I had on a typical black tux. I hated the thing. I seriously did not look good in black and could not believe that I was actually wearing it. I wished I could have worn white like my lovely bride, but it was not custom for the groom to wear white, so I was stuck with the worst color in the world.

Surprisingly, for this first time ever, Rude smiled when he gave the bride away to her new husband-to-be. Adela smiled back at her father before turning to me and taking my hand, her wonderful smile still on her face. As soon as her hand touched mine, all my senses were lost and I could no longer pay attention to anything but Adela. I smiled, and tried to imagine what she looked like behind her white veil. Nothing I imagined could compare to the real thing. When the preacher said the phrase "You may kiss the bride," I lifted Adela's veil to see the most stunning woman in all of Midgar, or even the world. Only a small amount of makeup was applied to her face and her chocolate-brown eyes looked into my gray-blue ones and shined with love only she could give. I smiled and bent down, almost shoving my lips onto hers with excitement.

Adela's hands rested on my forearms as we stood in our moment of bliss and I held onto her shoulders as if they were my lifeline. The crowd of guests cheered when we kissed but I did not pay attention to them. However; I could have sworn I could hear Reno yell at the top of his lungs, "Way to go, Boss!" I wanted to roll my eyes but refrained when Adela pulled away and smiled up at me.

Adela and I turned to face the crowd; I took her hand and began to walk down the aisle, the now twenty-year-old Costa del Sol girl at my side. We left the chapel at Healin and immediately crawled into a waiting limo, closely followed by Tseng and Reno, my groomsman, and Elena and Tifa, Adela's bridesmaids. The driver drove around for a while until we headed for the Healin Lodge to the reception.

At the reception, the food was great, the music was fun to dance to and everyone had a real good time. I could have sworn I saw a small tear on Rude's face when Adela and I cut the cake; other than that, the man was pretty much his usual self, quiet and stiff.

When Adela threw her bouquet, to her great excitement and disbelieve, it was caught by Elena. After that, during every single slow song for the rest of the night, she was seen dancing with Reno. I swear to God, the two make the perfect couple.

I noticed two of the guys from the former AVALANCHE sat in a corner by themselves for most of the reception until two girls, also from AVALANCHE, came and dragged them out on the dance floor. I noticed a small smile grace Cloud's boring face when Tifa came and almost literally dragged him onto his feet; but was quite surprised when Vincent actually willingly stood up and followed little Yuffie and danced with her for several songs before going back to his usual dark corner.

To me, the day could not have gotten any better than it was.

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I walked out onto the coarse sand that had been heated all day long by the hot Costa del Sol sun. The small grains found their way between my toes and I squatted down and picked some of it up and let it run through my fingers. I had never been to the beach before and was fascinated by how beautiful it was, how "majestic," I guess one could say.

I remember when Adela and I first arrived in Costa del Sol for our honeymoon. We were greeted at the train station by a friend of hers; a girl by the name of Lupe with long legs and a rather muscular build. When Lupe spotted us, she raised her hand high in the air and called out to Adela.

"Hey! Adela, over here!" Immediately, my new wife turned her head to look in the direction of the voice, as did I. We passed through a mass of people to get to Adela's friend and when we did, Lupe looked me up and down and smiled a smile that made me a bit uncomfortable.

Adela put her bags down and embraced her friend. "Lupe, it's so great to see you!"

"It's great to see you, too!" Lupe smiled at Adela then turned to look at me. "So this is your new husband, huh?" Adela nodded. "Damn, he's handsome."

I smiled a sheepish grin at her words and tried to ignore her from that point on.

Back to the present, I felt the sand run through my fingers. It was rough and yet soft at the same time. It reminded me of Adela's skin; smooth, yet rugged at the same time.

I had on a pair of simple blue jeans torn at the knees and an open, button-up white shirt. The sun was warm, just beginning to set behind the horizon, and it warmed up my bare chest to where I felt comfortably content to be there. The wind was cool and blew into my face, wafting the salty sea air into my nose. It smelled wonderful; a lot better than the smog of Midgar.

I let the last of the sand flow through my fingers and rested my forearms on my thighs before I heard Adela call me from behind. I turned to watch her walk out the back door of the small seaside cottage we had rented out and she walked onto the wooden porch wearing barely anything at all. What she did have on was a bright yellow bikini with a see-through orange wrap tied around her waist. I must say that she looked really good in yellow. All I did was stare as she ran down the three wooden steps and onto the warm sand. Her bare feet kicked up sand as she ran towards me.

She stopped running and walked in front of me, blocking the view of the ocean from me and looked down at me, a happy smile on her face. I looked up at her and smiled back.

"I love you, Rufus," she said as she bent down at her hips. I rested my hands on her waist and her lips pressed against mine. She caressed my face before pulling back. I could have sworn that my heart skipped a beat while we kissed.

A devious smirk sketched itself across her face and she stood up and turned her back to me. I was a bit confused until she spoke again.

"If you want more than that," she began, removing her orange wrap and tossing it aside. "You'll have to catch me." She then ran off towards the sea. This should me fun. Standing up, I took off after her, my feet cooling down as soon as they splashed through the salty water. She was already deep into the ocean but that did not stop me. I took off my white, button-up shirt and swam out to her. I caught her in no time, stood up on a sand bar and wrapped my arms around her. I looked down at her surprised face and smiled.

"Looks like I get more than just a kiss," I said, fiddling with the strap of her bikini top.

She smiled back at me. "Looks like you do." All words said and out of the way, I kissed her on her plump lips. I could feel her smile into it and rest her arms on my shoulders. I did not realize that my hand had undone her bathing suit top until a wave came and crashed on top of us. Soaking wet, we stood up out of the water and as soon as Adela had wiped the water out of her eyes, she looked at herself to find that she had no top on and was flashing me. An evil smile spread across my own face when she looked up at me and saw the top in my hand.

"Jerk!" she cried out playfully as she tried to grab the bikini top from me. I quickly held it out of her reach. "Give that back!"

"Never!" I was having fun with this. Her words were angry ones but she did not act angry or sound angry, she was more enjoying what was happening than was mad about it.

Suddenly, Adela jumped on me and I nearly fell backwards into the water. She wrapped her legs around my waist and I held her up by my hands on her butt. She slammed her lips onto mine, apparently fired up. This was new for Adela, but I was not complaining. I thought it was rather fun.

Interesting though, it was my first time having sex in the ocean and I knew it would not be my last.

A/N: Well I kind of sort of saw the sirens coming

She was running towards me

Wearing almost nothing

And my heart beat skipped

When she bent down at the hip

And her lips pressed against mine.

Oookaaayyyy, that's interesting. At least they're married, right? Anyway, THE END! I hope you all enjoyed!