AN: Alright, the big day is near, and the bride and groom are more than a little nervous about their pending wedding ceremony. This chapter is going to be short, so there is that little warning in advance, but it will be satisfying to those who read it. Now, the story concludes.

Chapter Four: The Big Day

A few days earlier, Michael, Miley, and the entire group that was going to their wedding traveled to their separate hotels. Miley and Michael exchanged their final goodbyes before they were to be married, and then went their own ways. Miley and her bridesmaids went to their room, while Michael and his groomsmen went to their own room.

As the night rolled in, Michael laid in his room, knowing he was the only one awake, nervous about the day that was coming in a few hours. No doubt that he was marrying the woman that he loved, but he wondered was he going to be a good enough husband to Miley. It was scary, no doubt about it. One way to think about it, though, was to think about this as another adventure in life that he was going to go on with the two most important girls that he cared deeply about, those being Miley and their daughter, Destiny.

He had a lot to think about, and as he closed his eyes, Michael knew that Miley was thinking about the same things he was thinking about.

Well, time was getting close. In a few hours, Miley Stewart was going to be married. Michael Harris was going to be her husband, and after all of the ups and downs they went through, they were going to finally make it official. Miley wondered what their lives were going to be like, when they were going to be married. It wasn't going to be easy, but life and married life at that wasn't and isn't going to be.

Miley should consider herself to be lucky. Michael was a good man, and he worshiped her. What made her mad at herself was the fact that she cheated on him with Travis all that time ago. To make that situation worse, was that she almost lost him, relationship wise and death wise, because of her indiscretion. She thanks her lucky stars that he forgave her, and after some work on her relationship, they are here and about to be married.

She was going to become Miley Harris, sounds strange, but she was going to get used to it.

A slap to the face awoke Michael in the morning. He was about to scream bloody murder at the one who woke him up, but then he saw Charles standing over him, smiling like a hyena.

"Before I kill you, care to explain why you slapped me?" Michael asked him.

"Well, it's time for us to get dressed. The limo is going to be here in about an hour." Charles said.

Michael's eyes widened, and he quickly got up, and exited his room, only to see Robby Ray, Alexander, Christian, and David already getting dressed.

"Hey there, sleepy head. Nervous?" Robby Ray teased.

"Of course." Michael said, quietly changing into his suit.

"I would be too, if I was in your shoes." Alexander said.

"It's been an adventure, but you are finally here." Christian said.

"Yeah. You and Miley are finally tying the knot." David said.

"Guys I know." Michael said, finishing getting dressed. Michael put on his suit jacket, and then stared at himself in the mirror.

"Okay, how do I look?" Michael asked his groomsmen.

"You look alright." Robby Ray said.

"Don't worry man. You look just fine." Charles said. "The limo is here, so let's get out of here."

Miley and her bridesmaids were already at the wedding site getting ready to go down that aisle. While the bridesmaids were busy getting into their dresses and going over what they were about to do, Miley was busy getting some finishing touches on her make up, and her hair.

"I don't get it, why do we need instructions on how to walk down a simple aisle?" Melody asked, fidgeting around in her dress.

"We are trying to make sure that everything goes alright, and for the last time Melody, stop jumping around in your dress!" Marie said.

"Sorry. I am not used to dressing fancy." Melody said. "God, the sooner I am out of this, the better."

"I heard that!" Miley called out.

"Great, Miley is turning into a bridezilla." Alex said.

"It is her day, after all." Casey said, with a smirk.

"Okay everyone, it's time!" The makeup artist said. Everyone stopped talking, and watched as Miley stepped out in her wedding dress.

Everyone gave her compliments on how she looked and how beautiful she was.

"Thanks, everyone." Miley said. She carefully walked out in her wedding dress, with her face covered by a sheer covering.

"I'm ready." Miley said.

Needless to say, Michael was more than a little nervous about what was going to happen. Michael was in the bathroom, probably throwing up, or what not. All of the groomsmen were ready to walk out with the bridesmaids, but Michael was trying to get his nerves back.

Finally, David and Charles entered the bathroom to talk to Michael.

"Hey dude, you feeling alright?" David asked him.

"Stage fright." Michael said.

"This is a big step and life changing event that you are about to experience." Charles said. "No surprise that you are feeling a little nervous."

"It's just...what if I am not a good enough husband to Miley?" Michael asked them.

"You will be. I bet that Miley is thinking about the same questions that you are asking us right now." David said.

"You're sure?" Michael asked him.

"We're sure." Charles said.

Michael seemed to feel better about what David and Charles told him. Michael stood up, and looked as though he would be able to take on anything.

"Okay. I'm ready." Michael said.

Well, it was about to happen. Michael slowly walked down the isle by himself first. Then came the groomsmen and bridesmaids. Christian with Tawny, David with Alex, and Alexander with Casey. Once the groomsmen and bridesmaids took their places, the wedding march started, you know, the song that signals the entrance of the bride.

Then he saw the most beautiful thing that he ever saw. On Robby Ray's arm, out came Miley, in the most beautiful dress that he ever saw. Then Michael thanked the lucky stars that he never peeked at that dress. Robby Ray marched her down the aisle, and up to where Michael was waiting for her. Michael felt himself shedding a tear when Miley took her place right next to him. That is where she always was, through thick and thin, she was right there next to him. That is when he knew that this was the woman that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with.

"Now I pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride." The priest said.

Michael turned to Miley, lifted up her veil, and kissed her on the lips. Of all of the kisses that they shared, that was the most important and sweetest one they had shared.

Everyone began clapping and cheering as they made their way through the aisle, and to the limo that had the 'just married' written on it. Michael and Miley smiled at their friends and family, and then disappeared up the street.

As night fell on their wedding day, Michael and Miley laid sound asleep in their wedding suite. After a few hours of sleep, Michael awoke, and looked out at the night sky. Placing a kiss on his wife's head, he quietly slid out of bed, and looked at the stars above him. He saw the stars, and looked at them with a smile on his face.

"Mom, I did it. I finally found a woman that I want to spend the rest of my life with. You are gonna be so proud of me." Michael said, fighting back tears as he thought of his late mother.

Michael sighed, and returned to Miley, who was still sound asleep. Michael smiled, and returned to sleep beside his wife.

Little did Michael know, as he turned away from the stars above him, one of them blinked.

Merry Christmas, my son.

And a merry Christmas to you all.

THE END