A/N: there have been many accusitions that my story is full of flashbacks and 'all over the place'. I never thought so, but then again, I'm just one person, and since the plot is clear in my mind, I shouldn't take my own word for it.

Oh, yes. As for the other accusation, I know I take eons to update, and as revenge, many have abandoned my story. I don't blame you. But I've finally got some free time, and I'm going to bust my butt and try to complete this story as soon as I can. So expect more chapters soon. As well as the end of this saga.

Another suggestion is that you re-read this story. Now, I know you all have only 24 hours a day, 8 of which you already spend sleeping, so okay—go through the chapters again. Sound okay? I say this because I have done a major reorganization of all the chapters, making all your doubts disappear, I hope. As for the chapter below, it was actually chapter 14, broke down a chapter, so had to push it as 15. Anyway, fret not—the other 2 are completely new, and the other is brewing in my head and being written at this minute.

Enough with the rambling! Thanks for sticking with me, and I promise I'll make it worth your while.

Jared stood at the wedding, hands in pockets, watching The Moan perform. He felt bad about using Musa like that. She was still very dear to him, and they had no longer any relationship to speak of, but he still cared a lot about her, and seeing her today, broken and weeping, made him very guilty, but Layla had to pay. He knew that Nabu would have a lot of questions for her. He had interrogated the man himself, and he seemed to trust his bride completely. He was sure that he still trusted her, but wait till he saw the photographs… he could already see him breaking off the wedding, betrayal in his eyes, then he would be there, supporting her all the way. Maybee..he had a chance, still?

He stared straight ahead, not listening to the music. Things were going as planned. He strained his ears to listen to what they were saying. Musa was trying to get Layla to talk to her, and Layla was having none of it. Perfect.

"I want to see you, now, alone," said Musa. Layla growled.

"Haven't you done enough already? "She asked.

"I want to show you something," she said, her voice low. He could only hear it because he was standing right behind her.

Layla nodded. "Show me,"

Nabu was standing next to her, looking worried. No

doubt he wanted to interrogate Musa, and he was interested in what she had to say. So when Musa's nervous gaze met his, he had no doubt it was about the speech, and pressed

her.

"Go on," he added. Musa was very uncomfortable. "Not here" she mumbled, looking

sideways at Nabu.

But their combined and hostile glare scared her. She gave in. out came a white envelope.

Layla opened it. Inside were a handful of photographs

Jared laughed from his position, very softly, and, pretending to be curious, moved

closer to the small gathering of Musa, Layla, Nabu, and the winx and their boyfriends,

who were now in a small cluster. His plan was working perfectly. The photographs

were with Musa, she was about to show it to everyone.

The photographs had been placed In the changing room, just before Musa had entered it. He had also kept a copy ready Himself, in case the originals were misplaced or destroyed.

He could not help smile when Layla dropped the envelope, and the dozen odd

photographs fluttered to the ground. One landed at Nabu's feet. He bent, retrieved it, and

looked.

The photo showed a dark haired girl, with curly black hair, standing beside a tall, good

Looking red haired man, their arms were around each other, eyes gazing into each other's. A bright, ruby ring shone defiantly from Layla's finger...

The wizard stared. Shock was paralyzing him, until he managed to utter, in a soft voice.

"Layla?" he asked, his eyes wide, as his eyes moved to her direction. :

"I…" she was speechless.

"I think there's an explanation for this…." Began jared, totally out of turn, but everyone by now knew it was his nature.

Riven held up the photograph, glaring at it. He tore it into tiny little pieces. "who the hell gave you this?" he growled at Musa, then, seeing the stricken look in her eyes, softened his tone, and looked directly at Nabu.

"look, man, I know this looks bad, and I have to tell you, that Layla and I have not been at it or anything, we did meet last night, and these photographs are not fake, but…"

"Yes, Nabu, believe me, Riven and I are not doing anything, the scene was when…" her eyes sought Riven's conspiratorially, but he shook his head.

"You guys are holding on to each other and gazing into each other's eyes like the parting scene of the Titanic!" wailed Musa. "How can you claim…:" she screamed at Riven.

His hand covered her mouth hastily. "This is a wedding" he growled. "you have done enough damage already, spying on me, taking photos, and now yelling in a formal gathering, and let's not include the scene you made before, as for explanations; I don't need to give you any, besides, I haven't gone on the rebound with a two-bit twerp"

"Hey…" squeaked Jared.

How dare he…thought Jared. How dare he insult me this way…and Musa, too…two bit twerp, he would show him…

There was a general buzz of conversation between members of the group. Nabu cleared his throat. He mumbled something.

Jared looked gleefully at Nabu. He had not heard what he had said, but he was sure he would be victorious very soon.

Nabu looked at the ground. "I am not happy about the photos…" he began."

:Nabu…"began Bloom slowly. He held up his hand. "Let me finish" he mumbled. Bloom shut her mouth.

"I'm not happy about those photos, but Layla, even if they are true, even if you had a fling with Riven before…now" he swallowed, thinking of what to say next, :I'll still love you, and want your happiness, always, so please tell me…" his voice trembled, choking back a sob, he clenched his teeth to control his emotions. "This is so cheesy…" he groaned, a lame attempt to keep his dignity in front of the huge crowd that had now gathered. He even saw a brief glimpse of his parents.

Jared was livid. Why isn't my plan working? Defeat stung him like a poisonous scorpion.

Nabu continued, looking at the ground. "If you want more time, or…"

His words were cut off by Layla. She was crying too, and came hurtling towards him, knocking him off his feet, clear off the ground. She kissed him like she had never done before. Her tears fell on his face, her arms tightly around.

"I love you, Nabu…", she mumbled, between kisses. "I was so scared…so scared that I would lose you…I want you, now, marry me and let's get on with it"

The crowd that could hear the words shifted uncomfortably, and moved a little away. Jared balled his hands into fists. His plan had backfired, on him. The couple seemed to be closer than ever before.

If Layla had ever had any doubts, they were cleared in a second that day. The girl never let her dark-skinned husband. off the ground for a whole fifteen minutes, she just lay on top of him, and kissed him with a renewed passion the whole time, while the onlookers slinked away, feeling that they had just witnessed a historical wedding tides would remember for centuries to come.