A/N: A big shout out to those who have stuck around for the whole story! Unfortunately, this is the last chapter! I really enjoyed writing this one, and I like the concept of it! I hope you all enjoyed it! Please let me know whether through a review or a message! I will be writing more like it very soon!

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Six Months Later

"Lovise, do you not realize what time it is?" Lara asked her older sister, storming into the small room of the church where Lovise was hiding. "Everyone is waiting!"

The Norwegian woman looked up at her younger sister in surprise. "It's time already?" she asked, sapphire eyes wide. "I swear I only dozed off for five minutes!"

"Yeah, try a half hour," Lara laughed. "But yeah, it's starting, and I have to get out there. I won't tell anyone that you were sleeping back here if you just hurry up and stand. Don't rumple your dress either!" She grabbed her older sister's hands and helped her to her feet before admiring her for a brief moment. "Oh, Lo…" she sighed out. "You look absolutely breathtaking."

Lovise blushed. "You really think so?" she asked. She looked down at the flowing, white dress. It fit her every curve beautifully, and she couldn't wait for Mathias to see her in it. She felt so beautiful. "I hope Mathias thinks the same."

"Think about it for a second, Lovise. Mathias thinks you're a goddess when you're wearing a t-shirt and sweats," Lara said. "He's going to find you absolutely celestial when he sees you in this."

"I sure hope so," Lovise said, a small smile playing on her lips. "Well then, let's go." She exited the room to run into Leon.

Leon had to perform a double-take. "Lovise?" he asked. "Dear God, you're gorgeous!" He smiled widely. "Mathias is one lucky guy!" His arm wrapped around Lara's waist. "Of course, I'm pretty lucky, too."

"Nice save," Lara scoffed at him, snuggling into his hold. "Where are the babies?"

"Don't worry about that. I've got them taken care of," Leon stated. "Christian and Nona are with your mom. I'm just here right now to walk you down that aisle, my darling."

Lara blushed. "Then I guess that's my cue." She kissed Lovise's cheek, careful not to leave a lipstick stain. "Happy Wedding Day, Lovise. May all your dreams come true, Big Sister." Her fingers wiggled at her older sister in farewell as Leon led her toward the sanctuary to walk with her down the aisle.

Lovise took a deep breath before following. This was it. It was her wedding day. She and Mathias were finally going to get married and make an official family. Her heart raced madly in her chest. This was the happiest day of her life, other than when Christian was born. Today was the day the three of them were legally united as a complete family, and she couldn't be any more excited than she was at that moment.

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Mathias waited at the end of the aisle for his bride. A wide grin crossed his face when he saw Lara and Leon walking down toward him. Lara looked so beautiful on Leon's arm, her silvery hair done up in what looked like the most complicated hairstyle of the century. He winked at her and she winked back.

His heart sped up in his chest as he heard the bridal march began to play. This was it. This was the moment that Lovise was going to join him at the altar. He could feel himself beginning to sweat with anticipation and nervousness. Everything he had ever worked for in life had been building up to this moment, and he couldn't wait to see his beautiful bride.

Tears pricked at the corners of his eyes as she walked into the sanctuary. She was so breathtakingly beautiful that he actually forgot to breathe when he laid eyes on her. Everything in his mind screamed for air, but all he wanted was her. He was so overcome with emotion that he just wanted to bow at her feet right then and there and recite his vows to her along with professing his undying love many times over. Mathias just wanted her to know how in love he truly was with the amazing woman who was slowly walking toward him.

"Breathe," the preacher politely said to him, seeing that his face was bright red.

Mathias finally breathed. He didn't look away from Lovise as he said, "That's my beautiful bride right there. How do you expect me to remain calm when I know that she is the light of my life and we will be together for the rest of it?"

The preacher smiled. "She is lucky to have a man like you, Mathias. Because I know you are loyal to her, and I know you will remain loyal."

"She is the love of my life," Mathias said. "I don't ever want anyone else. Lovise is my beginning and my end. I don't need anyone else."

Lovise had approached the podium by then, smiling. "Don't you just look handsome," she softly said to him.

Mathias offered his hand to walk them up the stairs to the altar. "And you are absolutely breathtaking," he told her. "I legit forgot to breathe when you were walking down the aisle toward me. The preacher had to remind me to breathe."

She giggled. "You're just making that up. Tall tales in a church, Mathias? Shame on you."

"Oh, he's not lying," the pastor softly told her. "That really happened."

Lovise looked over at Mathias with wide eyes. "Oh my gosh," she softly said, looking into his ice blue eyes. "I love you so much…"

Mathias smiled. "I love you too. Now let's start our wedding, shall we?"

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The reception was rocking, Mathias and Lovise dancing away on the dance floor. When they did their first dance as a couple, they insisted on holding Christian with them halfway through so they could dance as a family. They had officially decided right then and there that there was no way their lives could get anymore perfect. Everything was officially wonderful, and there was nothing more any of them needed from anyone.

Lovise looked up at Mathias when it came time for the toasts. "I'm surprised you chose Leon for your best man," she told him. "What was your reasoning?"

"Well," Mathias began. "I was so focused in school about becoming a therapist so I could meet you that I didn't exactly focus on making friends. Plus, Leon's my bro. I'm sure he'll say good things about me...right?"

She laughed. "Here's hoping."

"Mat, where do I begin with you?" Leon began in his speech as best man. He smiled over at Mathias. "It was when I realized that we were alike that I knew we would be friends. We were both chasing after that one girl in our lives, and who knew that those girls we were chasing would be sisters? I sure wouldn't have thought that.

"But you see, you're one awesome guy. I remember thinking when I met you that if there was any guy who would be perfect for Lovise, it would be you. You care deeply for her, and I have never seen another guy respect a woman as much as you respect Lovise. I have never seen another man love as deeply as you do. Honestly, I hope that I can even amount to be half the man that you are when it comes to love," Leon stated. He raised his glass. "Here's to a happy life for you and your beautiful wife. I wish you two the best, and nothing short of it."

Mathias raised his glass to Leon and smiled. "Thanks, bro." He took a sip and turned to his wife. "See? I told you he'd have my back. Now it's time to see what Lara has to say about you."

Lara stood up and smirked at her older sister. "Oh, Lo, where do I begin with you? Let's begin with that first session you ever had with that therapist that you were totally gaga over. What was his name? Oh, right! His name was Mathias Køhler! I remember how you would tell me all about him as you would brush my hair at night." She giggled. "And then how you would tell me about how you would get so excited about the fact that you had such a cute therapist who seemed to really understand you."

Lara's face grew more serious. "I'm glad he understood you when no one else did. I'm glad that he listened to you. I'm glad that he loves you more than anyone else in the entire world. That's what you deserve, Lovise! That's what I've always told you. And that is why I'm so proud that I can finally call Mathias my big brother. I will never use the term in-law with him. He's my brother, and that's that." She smiled over at Lovise and Mathias. "Welcome to the family, Mathias. We welcome you with open arms and love you already. Please take care of our Lovise."

Lovise wiped a tear from her eye as she raised her glass and smiled. She took a sip of her champagne and nearly spat it out when Mathias whispered, "You used to tell her about me after our sessions?"

"Mat!" Lovise gasped out, laughing. "I thought you knew this!"

Mathias grinned at her. "This is all new to me!" His smile widened. "I'm glad that you did. That shows that you really do love me back, Lo." He pressed his forehead to hers. "I really am the luckiest man on this earth, aren't I?"

Lovise puckered her lips and kissed him. "If you're the luckiest man on earth, then I'm the luckiest woman. Mathias, I couldn't ask for a better husband than you. I'm glad I was able to marry my best friend. You are the most wonderful man to walk this earth, and I'm so glad to have you all to myself."

"I've always been yours," Mathias told her. "And only yours. I only breathe for you."

She smiled. "I'm glad. I love you, Mathias Køhler."

"And I love you, Lovise Køhler."

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"So tonight is our first official night as a married couple and neither of us are drunk, huh?" Lovise asked Mathias, raising an eyebrow at him. "What an unexpected turn of events, my love."

"I wanted to remember this night," he answered with a shrug. "Sue me." He smiled and kissed her cheek as he sat on the bed in their honeymoon suite. "And we have an early morning tomorrow."

They were heading to Norway in the morning to see Lovise's family who lived there, wanting to honeymoon to Scandinavia. They would be spending a week in Norway and a week in Denmark, taking the baby with them. Lovise had wanted to take Christian with them, but Mathias had assured her it would be better to leave him with her parents since he wasn't that great of a traveller.

"It's going to be a rough two weeks without Christian," Lovise softly said, frowning at Mathias as she sat down on his lap. "Are you sure he's going to be okay?"

"He's going to have so much fun with Nona and your parents," Mathias assured with a smile. "I'm gonna miss the little tyke, too. Just remember that we can Skype him at any time, Lo. Everything is going to be just fine." He kissed her cheek in reassurance. "Now, it is our honeymoon, you know," he reminded, waggling his eyebrows at her.

Lovise laughed, standing up. She modeled her dress for him. "But my dress is so gorgeous, Mathias," she told him. "Doesn't it look so great on me?"

"It would look even better on hung up on the closet door," he lustfully answered.

Her cheeks flourished into pink. "Mathias, you dirty boy!" she teased. "But if you insist, then I guess that I can't refuse." She slowly took off the dress and hung it up on the closet door, now only clad in her strapless bra and panties. "But you're still in your tuxedo. I honestly think it would look better draped over the back of that chair over there," she said, pointing to a chair in the corner.

Mathias obediently stood and removed the tuxedo, walking back over, clad only in his boxers. "Now, Lo, you are still wearing way too much clothing," he told her. "Something needs to be done."

"Oh yeah?" she asked. "Like what?" Her lips formed into a smirk as she placed her hands on her hips. "If you don't like it, remove it yourself."

And that was exactly what he did.

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The next two weeks went by so fast that Mathias and Lovise had a hard time even staying focused on what was even going on. They were both so excited to be in their ancestral countries that neither of them could stay relaxed. The two just wanted to see everything and experience all that they could in just two short weeks, which their families thought was hilarious.

Both families had approved of their choice of spouses, especially Lovise's when they found out how devoted Mathias was to Lovise. They had teared up when he told them he felt he had been waiting his whole life for her. Each set of grandparents was slightly disappointed that Christian hadn't come along, to which Lovise would turn to Mathias and blame him, causing him to laugh uncomfortably.

All in all, they had a good time, but they were so glad to be home when the time came to return. Lovise had burst through the front door of her parents' house, crying out for Christian, who was just overjoyed to see her. Mathias had quickly joined her as they covered their son in kisses and passed out trinkets from their honeymoon to their family members who were there.

Lovise laid next to Mathias in bed their first night back and sighed out happily, snuggling up to him. "You know, if our lives as a married couple are anything like what they've been like when we've been together so far, then I'm sure we're golden."

"You think so?" Mathias asked, wrapping his arms around her and snuggling her close. "I'd like to think that we're golden then. We're going to be so happy forever, Lo."

"I really hope so," she told him, smiling. She was quiet for a moment. "Mathias, what would you have done if I had never been your client?"

"I would have eventually given up being a therapist and gone on a hunt for you," he honestly admitted. "Because nothing is better than being with you, Lovise. You are everything to me. You have been since the beginning of my days as Mathias Køhler, and you will be until we cease to be. It's that simple."

Lovise smiled wider and kissed him softly. "I love you, Mattie," she told him, closing her eyes. "Let's be together forever, baby, okay?"

"Is that a promise?" Mathias asked her.

"It's a promise," Lovise answered with a smile.

He chuckled to himself. "And I hope it lasts until the end of time."

"Oh it will," she assured him. "We'll be together forever. In this life and the next."

Mathias smiled. "And the next and the next and the next…"

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The End