A Week Later…

Shawn looked into the mirror at himself. He looked good in his all white suit that resembled the outfit he wore to the masquerade, when he first met Bret. Shawn decided to let his hair be down today since Bret loved it when his hair was down. Shawn smiled brightly into the mirror as he put his silver cross earring in his ear. He was getting married today. Today, he was starting a new and a bright future with Bret.

"Why are you smiling like that?" Brian asked as he came up behind his best friend.

"Because I'm happy." Shawn said. "Not everyone needs to be a nervous wreck on their wedding day, like you."

"Hey." Brian said and pushed him. "I was just acting normal."

"Whatever you say." Shawn said and sighed. "I'm ready to do it. I'm ready to just get married already."

Brian laughed at his friend's anxiousness. "Don't worry. It'll happen and it'll be beautiful. Come on." Brian grabbed Shawn's hand. "It's time to go."

Bret stood at the alter with Hunter and Brian. Bret was wearing his white dress military outfit with all of his service and rank medals on the coat. Bret's hands shook slightly as he watched Shawn walk down the aisle. He was nervous beyond belief but once he grabbed Shawn's hand and led him up the alter, all of his nervousness melted away. He was here and Shawn was here, nothing else mattered.

"Wow." Bret said and Shawn blushed at Bret's reaction.

"Let us pray." The bishop said before leading everyone in a prayer. After the prayer, the bishop started. " Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to join General Bret Hart and Shawn Michaels in holy matrimony. If anyone objects to this union, please speak now or forever hold you peace."

"I object." Everyone in the church gasps and Bret and Shawn turn around to address the person. "I object."

"Sunny, what are you doing?" Bret asked. He was furious. It was taking all of the military discipline to not punch her in the face.

"I'm sorry Bret but I can not let you marry him." Sunny said. "He's a liar. He's tricking you, all of you." She said to everyone in the church.

Bret held on to Shawn's hand. "Sunny." Bret said in a warning tone.

"His real name isn't Shawn Michaels. It's Shawn Flair. His grandfather is Richard Flair, the crazy old man that murdered General Nash in cold blood."

"That's not true." Shawn snatched his hand away from Bret and marched down the alter to Sunny. "Yes, Richard Flair is my grandfather and yes I changed my name but my grandfather wasn't crazy and he didn't kill General Nash in cold blood." Shawn stood right in front of Sunny. "He killed Nash because he raped my mother and none of the police would believe him."

"I'm sorry your mother had to go through that and I'm sorry that you're a product of a rape." Sunny said and got in Shawn's face. "But that still doesn't give anyone permission to kill anyone and because of that you shouldn't be allowed to marry Bret. No one will accept you and you will just bring Bret down, every one will take Bret ask a joke." Sunny whispered that last part to Shawn.

"You're pathetic."

"No, you're pathetic." Sunny said. "For thinking Bret could love someone like you…the product of a rape and murderous genes run through your veins. I'm not sure how you can even love yourself. You're nothing but a low class whore."

Tears welled up in Shawn's eyes. He wanted to say something but he couldn't. Sunny was right about everything. Shawn let his tears fall as he ran out of the church. Sunny smiled in victory.

"Shawn!" Bret called out but he kept running. He looked at Sunny. "You bitch." He said before running out and Sunny was surprised. She had just saved him from the biggest mistake in his life and he called her a bitch.

"You bitch." Stephanie grabbed Sunny by her blonde hair and pulled here up and behind the alter and into the back of the church. "What the hell is wrong with you?"

"I just saved Bret."

"You just burned down a ton of bridges." Stephanie said. "I told you to get over it. Many men wanted you Sunny but now no one is going to want to be with you."

"Good because I only want Bret."

"Sunny, Bret doesn't want you."

"He will."

"No, he won't." Stephanie told her sister. "And the sooner you realized that, the better." Stephanie said grabbed her sister by the hair and opened the door and drug her out of the back way of the church. "Now, you've embarrassed me quite enough today. We're going home and if Dave doesn't want to be with me anymore because of your outburst…I might kill you."

"Shawn." Bret yelled as he looked for Shawn. "Shawn…damn it." Bret cursed under his breath. Where was he? Bret heard light sniffling so he followed the sound and found Shawn sitting on the floor, back up against the wall, head in his hands. He was crying.

Bret knelled down in front of him. "Shawn." Shawn looked up at Bret. He cheeks stained with tears. "Don't cry baby."

"I told you this was going to happen." Shawn sobbed. "I told you people were going to start digging." Shawn covered his face with his hands and cried more.

"Please don't cry angel." Bret touched the top of Bret's head. "I hate it when you cry."

Shawn took his hands from his face and looked at Bret. "This was supposed to be the happiest day of my life and she ruined it. She ruined everything and now we can't get married."

"Angel no." Bret wiped Shawn's tears away. "Nothing or no one is going to stop us from getting married today."

"But she told everyone."

"Fuck her." Bret said. "And fuck everyone else." Bret kissed Shawn's eyes. "I'm marrying you today, and then we are going to have a great reception, and then I'm taking you to Calgary for out honeymoon, and I'm getting my happy ending."

"But Bret."

"No." Bret cut off Shawn. "What your grandfather did was wrong but it has nothing to do with you and if people can't understand it, then they can go to hell." Bret helped Shawn up and wiped the tears from his face. "So, are we doing this." Bret held out his hand and Shawn took it.

"Yeah, that bitch can go to hell." Shawn said and Bret led them back into the church and to the alter as if nothing happened.

"Lets continue." The bishop started. "General Hart, do you take Shawn to be your spouse. To have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poor, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?"

"I Do." Bret said and put Shawn's ring on his finger.

"And do you Shawn take General Hart to be your spouse. To have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poor, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?"

"I Do." Shawn said and slide Bret's ring onto his finger.

"Then by the power invested in me, I now pronounce you married. You may kiss your spouse."

Bret pulled Shawn in for a sneering kiss and everyone cheered. They were determined to get their happy ending and they did.

A/N: Evil does not prevail...for now *evil laugh*

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