This is probably the quickest I have ever written. This is one of the last chapters… God i'm crying… Please enjoy.

The morning sun peeked through the curtains that morning, blessing the two lovers with its light. Elsa and Joseph were still sleep, with Elsa still on top of him and clutching his hand in hers, unwilling to ever let go.

Elsa was the first person to wake up that morning. Her eyelids fluttered open, and she let out a moan. After last night, she was just exhausted and thoroughly pleased with herself. She glanced down and a small smile graced her lips. Joseph was here, sleeping under her with a smile on his face. He was just as happy as she was.

Elsa let out a small giggle, feeling extremely giddy after everything that had happened. After an entire month of feeling down things were going to get back to normal. She would start planning for her wedding again.

Her wedding. Elsa honestly hadn't thought about much over the past month, despite wearing her engagement ring during all the time. It hurt to much, because Joseph was gone instead of being there to help out with her ideas. Granted she would have done most of the work (Joseph always saw the wedding as a day for the bride more than the groom) not that she would have taken complete control over the situation.

She did have an idea for the theme of the wedding; that is to say a winter theme. She always enjoyed the snow, so to be married in such a ceremony would be her dream. She gave a smile, just enjoying herself at the moment. She and Joseph would have a lot to talk about.

Had he thought about the wedding at all? She really couldn't be to sure, mainly because he was far too busy with the little girl to really think about it. He must have missed her though (as if getting the greeting they gave each other wasn't an indicator)

Either way it didn't matter. They were together again. She smiled, draping herself on top of Joseph again, resting her head against his chest, simply listening to the sound of his heartbeat. It was slow, an indicator of his sleeping state. But to her, it was the sound of music she placed a hand on her own breast. Her was beating the same way; they were the same. They were soul mates after all.

She suddenly felt Joseph stir. Clearly he was waking up. He gave a small moan, before his eyelids fluttered and he opened, his green eyes meeting Elsa's blue ones. She was giving him a sly smile "good morning Joseph." She said, pecking his lips. Joseph kissed her back, feeling very happy himself. It had been a very long time she he had woken up like this.

After a few moments they broke apart looking at each other with nothing but absolute love "good morning to you, Elsa!" he replied. He then wrapped his arms around her pulling her closer as he began kissing her with much more passion than before.

Elsa's hands found there way to Josephs cheeks, while her legs wrapped around his waist. They continued kissing passionately, while still naked and under the covers. At least until they heard their stomachs rumble. They broke apart, both blushing furiously. Elsa looked at the clock. It was nearly midday. Guess they slept a little too much; it was much later than they had thought it would be. They never slept in that much!

Joseph chuckled "well Elsa, it looks like you'll be cooking lunch this morning; I still didn't get to learn how to cook while I was away." Elsa giggled, before climbing off of Joseph and heading to her drawer. She pulled out a pair of her undergarments, before slipping them on, then took out a bra and clipped that on as well. She then slipped on a shirt and sweat pants.

Joseph on the other hand slipped into his own undergarments, before grabbing a shirt and comfortable pants. After they were dressed, the two made their way to the kitchen, where as per usual for the rules, Elsa was the one would be doing any and all of the cooking.

"What do you think we should have? Joseph asked her. Elsa looked at him, giving him a knowing smile "how, about some marinara?' she asked.

While Elsa was Norwegian, and therefore had a little bit of a preference to that style of food (since she had many meals of said style growing up) pasta was one of those things she had grown to love while learning how to cook. She hadn't cooked it in a while, so maybe it was the best 'come home meal' so to speak. Plus Joseph himself was Italian and he had a rather obsessive attachment to the food; he could eat quite a lot of it whenever she cooked it. It was terrifying t times, but she was used to it since Anna ate a large amount of food. She gave a slight giggle. Maybe Anna and Joseph could have a food-eating contest someday. It would be hard to tell who could and would win.

Elsa quickly gathered the supplies from the pantry, before starting to boil the water, while Joseph just watched her. He missed this. He loved watching her cook, the way she had a focused face as she made whatever she felt like making. That and it made him hungry just watching her, which made it all the more satisfying when they were actually eating it.

After a while, the water was ready and Elsa added in the pasta allowing it to cook until it was ready, stirring it on occasion. A few minutes later she took some marinara and began cooking it as well.

Joseph didn't know how much longer he was going to be able to contain himself. In many cases involving the Italian dish, he could go a little crazy. If anything it was the equivalent of Elsa and Anna in their chocolate craze. Granted he could survive for much longer and not go into a crazed induce coma if he was depraved of Marinara for a while.

Elsa then placed some helpings on a couple of dishes she and Joseph sat down to eat. However, before either of them could even take a bite, the phone began to ring. Frowning, joseph got up, (wanting Elsa to eat, rather than worry about the phone) and picked it up. His eyes widened as he stared at the number on the phone. Regardless he answered. "Hello mom… dad..." he said

"Joe!" Came the voice of his father, Vito, followed by a " Hey Joe!" by his mother Sophia

Joe… only his parents ever called him that these days. that being said, how were his parents?

"What's up?" Joseph asked

There was a loud laughter on the other end before his mother answered, "oh you know us! We are in Sicily right now, just enjoying ourselves. We got here a month ago."

Joseph grimaced. His parents were on the move again, not that he should really be surprised at this point. That was basically his parent's lives, since they enjoyed it so. He didn't because he wanted to find a place to call home. He had done that of course when he found Elsa.

"So… what exactly? You called because you wanted too?" he asked. He sincerely doubted that. His parents were always trying to get him to join them on their adventures. The problem was that he has a company to run. He couldn't take off because he wanted too.

"Well son that's the thing!" Vito told him "your mother and I are taking this one year cruise around the world in a few weeks and we wanted to know if you would be able to join us." He said cheerfully

Joseph blinked trying to process the information before exclaiming. "What! I… I cant guys! I don't have the time to go on a vagabond style voyage with you! I'm getting married!"

Well he had to tell them eventually right? It wasn't like they were never going to see each other again right? (Though they hadn't seen each other in a few years; not since he graduated from college and took over the company). So he really wasn't sure on when they were going to see each other again anyway. That's just how his parents were. They enjoyed going places and seeing new things rather than stay in one place to long. While he could admire that they saw life as an adventure, they did it to such an extreme that they would rather keep moving than stop and smell the roses. The roses in this case being seeing their own son.

They were silent for a few minutes. It wasn't like he told them anything bad. He had just told them that he was seeing someone… and had been in a serious relationship… and had proposed…. And was getting married all in about 10 seconds.

Elsa for one was completely shocked. She didn't mean to eavesdrop on the conversation, but to be fair she was emotionally invested in what Joseph's parents genuinely thought of her. He never said anything about them being negative though. The issue was that Joseph had never introduced them to a girl before, so finding out you were getting married was quite the shock to be had.

The next moment a "what?!" could be heard through the phone, followed by a "when did this happen? Joseph, you can't just go off and get married and not tell us."

Elsa bit her lip. Joseph was now going to have to explain everything to them.

"Well.. Lets see. Her name is Elsa Winters. She is a 28 year old woman with platinum hair blue eyes and a pale complexion .I met her about six months ago, fell in love with her and now we are engaged. We are getting married in December because she likes the winter. She is a beautiful wonderful woman… no scratch than. She is the embodiment of an angel, a selfless person who would rather die than allow anything bad to happen to the people she loves. She is an ice skater, and a damn good one. She has a younger sister who is quite the adorable woman. She will be a wonderful mother and I will spend the rest of my life with her. Besides.. I'm not a kid anymore. If I want to spend my time with a woman, I will! And since when have you cared! You rarely ever call and when you do it's to always get me to come on your trips with you. Trust me, I would like nothing more than to see you, but not if I have to take time out of my work to travel for as long as you do; time that I don't have! Instead, I have found someone I love who I can spend each an every day with, and I love her for her perfections and imperfections. . If you want to come and meet her, you can, otherwise, feel free to continue spending your lives having fun. Now if you don't mind, I need to be getting back to her. Hope you have fun on your vacation." The last part of that sentence came out bitterly. He hung up the phone slamming it back on its dock

He knew he shouldn't have been so harsh on his parents; they had retired before he was born after making a rather sizable fortune. They were very frugal with it though, never spending too much at any given time. They had only moved a few times whist he was a child, and stopped all together when he was a teenager (granted for the sake of his education). They had apparently moved only twice in the past few years. Once in France and now Sicily. He couldn't be too upset though, mainly because due to their lifestyle, it had led him to Rapunzel, which in turn had led him to Elsa.

Well, beggars can't be choosers can they? Joseph sighed before making his way back to the dinner table, sitting down, giving Elsa a smile. He wished he hadn't sounded so cross in front of her. She knew about his issues with his parents, but that didn't mean that he need to get upset in front of her. She didn't deserve it at all

Elsa had a bit of a frown on her face. It wasn't that she was upset that Joseph had that conversation, she was just sorry that he was so distressed about it… Yeah she wasn't happy that lunch had been partially ruined by the little exchange between her Fiancée and his parents, (though she would forever be grateful that he said those kind words about her to them) but it wasn't exactly a terrible incident. However given that his parents were a bit of a sore spot at the moment, Elsa decided not to press the issue. She took a quick bite of the pasta, relishing in the taste. She had forgotten hoe good she was of a cook. Not that she was trying to pat herself in the back or anything. She was far too modest for that anyway.

Joseph also took a bite out of his meal, unable to resist a small moan as the taste met his tongue. he could never get enough of Elsa's cooking no matter how much she happened to make. It was just one of those things that they liked too much.

They didn't talk much during the meal, not that there was much to say. Elsa and Joseph simply enjoyed being with one another. Sure there was the wedding, but even then, Elsa was going to talk to Anna more than he was when it came to planning the whole thing anyway. Speaking of which, Elsa should probably call Anna and tell her that Joseph was back. Sure Anna was ready to punch Joseph the next time she saw him, but still, wouldn't she be so happy? At least for Elsa.

After a while, the two finished their meal, and took their dishes to the sink, before settling on the couch, Elsa grabbing her phone. She might as well call Anna now and tell her the good news. She punched in Anna's number and held her breath.

"Hello?" came Anna's voice on the other end. Elsa was unable to keep a smile off her face "Anna, are we going to continue our conversation about my wedding?" she asked giggling slightly.

"Your… wait what? I thought that you and…" Anna paused. She hated saying Joseph name, because she was afraid it would upset Elsa. "Wait… You are sounding a little happier than usual Elsa…" she said slowly. A moment later she screamed "is he there with you?!"

Elsa winced; she should have expected that from Anna. "Yes Anna, he just got back last night. So we are resuming our plans to get married." she said happily.

There was a pause for a moment "Elsa… can you please put Joseph on the phone for a quick second?" she asked her voice faintly sickly sweet.

Elsa looked at the phone for a moment before looking at Joseph. She had a feeling that this wasn't going to end very well, but better Anna get everything off of her chest now before she came face to face with her soon to be brother in law. Otherwise she might end up tackling him rather than hugging him. So she didn't want he fiancée to be hurt in any way before the wedding started.

She handed the phone to Joseph, who shook his head, before taking it "hello Anna." he said emotionlessly. He wasn't going to even try and argue with Anna. Not only did he have no right to, arguing with her was like hitting brick wall. Pointless.

"Listen and listen well mister." Joseph would never admit that the way Anna had said that sent shivers down his spine "I understand that you had your problems. I don't blame you for that. Not anymore. But if you ever hurt her ever again… I will make sure to eviscerate you from the inside out."

Joseph, though screaming on the inside after hearing that, managed to keep on a straight face on the outside. "I understand perfectly Anna. But you have nothing to fear. I love Elsa with all my heart and I will never hurt her."

"You better keep that promise Joseph. Because if you don't… I will look for you… I will find you… and I will kill you."

Joseph gave a small smile. He would make sure never to give Anna a reason to kill him. "Good luck" he said before hanging up the phone. He gave a sigh, before leaning back onto the couch. "Oh god Elsa… we haven't been awake that long and already people are threatening me…"

Elsa gave a giggle "well, Joseph, you have to admit, you do have a nasty habit of attracting trouble.." she said. Joseph just laughed. In a way that was true. He had dated Merida, who had seduced him, had his child and caused the entire mess that had happened all because she was stubborn. Not that he regretted any of it.

"Well Elsa what can I say? Besides, I think you like a bit of trouble." He said, giving her a smile.

Elsa shook her head, moving closer to Joseph. "Oh, Joseph… your impossible." She laughed. She leaned closer to him and pecked his lips. "I think we should just be comfortable for the rest of hours lives…" she whispered.

Joseph kissed her back "I think I can agree with that." he said before wrapping his arms tightly around Elsa, who climbed into his lap. The two just sat there kissing. They could work on the wedding later.

Yeah… so cute don't you think? That being said, I have to be honest here. I have said that Elsa has a lot to plan, rather than Joseph. Don't the brides usually plan the wedding? Forgive me, but thats just how i thought it worked. I've always thought of a wedding as a day for the bride, rather than the groom.

So if any married woman has the answer, please tell me.

Next time… (Here comes the bride plays in the background) oops gotta go! bye!