A/N: And here is the second last chapter! Thanks for reviewing and enjoy!

Chapter Twenty-four: Marriage

Dayton, OH

Quinn sighed as she went back to the main page of the real estate listings. Her and Jon had been looking for the last hour but none of the houses appealed to them.

"Maybe we need to look outside the Dayton area," said Quinn with a frown.

"But don't you want to stay close to Hanna?" replied Jon.
"Yeah, but this is our home we are talking about. Yes, I love Hanna and my little niece or nephew but I want us to have a home we will love more. This is our future. Our roots."

Jon watched as Quinn typed in a location and he quickly grabbed her hand, making her look at him, "Quinn-"

"You love it there. The weather, the vibe… I'm happy wherever you are and when we were there I loved it as well."

"Are you sure?" asked Jon seriously.

Quinn smiled and leaned over and kissed Jon, "Positive."

Las Vegas, NV

The thirty-first of May found Jon and Quinn meeting up in Las Vegas. They had passed the last week sending each other listings before coincidentally they sent each other the same one at the same time. Both had loved what they had seen and it was right within their price range.

Jon pulled the car up outside the property they were viewing and he and Quinn climbed out as the real estate agent appeared at the front gate.

"Hello," she greeted happily, "You must be Jon and Quinn?"

Jon nodded as Quinn walked around the car taking in the gorgeous mountain view, "That's us."

"Well, let's go have a look shall we?"

Jon linked hands with Quinn and they followed the woman across the circular drive and up the pathway to the front door. The real estate agent unlocked the door and they followed her into a large, open tiled room. To the left was an entry way into what looked to be the living room. Directly across from where they stood was a dining area. In between both sections was a wooden staircase. Above the dining area was a view into part of the upstairs section, with the wooden banister blocking the edge off. It looked to be a study area. The walls were painted an off white with the entry areas feature wall painted a light, chocolate brown. Plenty of light shone through the shuttered windows which Quinn liked.

They walked across to the dining area and saw an entry way into the open kitchen. It was spacious with light coloured cabinetry and an island bench in the middle. The benches were a grey coloured granite and the fridge area allowed space for an extremely large, double door fridge. Beside the fridge was a white door, which hid a large butlers pantry area.

"Gas stove," commented Jon with a grin to Quinn, "You like to cook with a gas stove."

"I do. It just tastes better."

The kitchen led to an open plan living room and second, less formal dining area. The living room boasted a built-in entertainment unit with space for a large television. The walls were painted a gorgeous country yellow with white skirting boards and ceiling. The white tiled floor continued throughout the room. French glass doors near the non-formal dining area led out to the back, which over looked downtown Vegas. The large back yard had a grassy area, entertainment area and a built-in pool with a spa beside it.

Back inside, Jon grinned as he walked across the living room to show a hidden nook that held a bar, with an island bench. Quinn chuckled just knowing Jon would stock it with the best liquors available.

"I like this," he said, "Oh yes."

A door off the hidden nook led to a downstairs toilet.

They headed back to the entry and went upstairs and down the hall to the master bedroom. It was a large room with a slanted ceiling. The room was open and airy with wooden flooring and yellow coloured walls. It has its own bathroom which boasted a large bath and shower with two bathroom sinks.

The three other bedrooms were all of similar size, with one also having its own bathroom. There was also a second living room type area, only smaller in size.

"There is also something else you should see," said the real estate agent leading them downstairs and out the back. She rounded a corner and they were welcomed to another section of the house only accessed by the way they were going. She opened the door and they were welcomed to a gym with full length mirrors – it was also where the laundry was hidden.

"Oh wow," said Quinn walking around the space. She turned and looked at Jon, "Well?"

"It's better in person then the photos," said Jon.

Quinn grinned, "Sooooo?"

The real estate agent stepped out to let them discuss what they wanted to do.

Jon stepped towards Quinn, slipping his arms around her waist, "I say we go for it. It what we want, right?"

Quinn nodded, "I can see us living here… having a family… everything."

Jon grinned and pressed a kiss to Quinn's nose, "Shall we make an offer?"

"Yes!"

Quinn smoothed the quilt over and looked up as Jon came into the bedroom.

"Well the gym is set up," he said proudly.

Quinn laughed in response. Mid-June saw them unpacking their belongings in their new home. Hanna planned on visiting once she had the baby, which was due within the next two weeks.

Jon looked around their bedroom in amazement. Quinn had put their brand-new bed together, hang up the paintings, set up a little section of their bedroom with a love seat, television, low bookcase and other knick-knacks. He walked to the walk-in-robe and saw their clothes and shoes were all sorted.

"Damn, babe. You work fast," he commented.

Quinn walked over and leaned against him with an arm around his waist, "Well, you can come help me with the kitchen. That way you have no excuse for not knowing where anything is. I will make a cook out of your yet, Mr Good!"

The year of 2017 continued to pass and Quinn and Jon continued to move forward with their life together and careers. Quinn's Harley took the Smackdown Women's division by storm, holding the title right through until Survivor Series, at which point she lost it to Natalya. It gave Quinn some more freedom from a demanding schedule and allowed her to look at planning a wedding.

The first week of December found Quinn sitting in her kitchen with Saraya, flicking through a bridal magazine.

"Do you have a theme idea?"

"Not really… we want something simple, you know? Neither one of us is over the top. But… I guess I would like a little bit of elegance to it," confessed Quinn before chuckling with a bit of a shrug, "I suppose that's the Gallagher in me."

Saraya smiled, "Love, it's your special day! I bet Jon will just be happy to make you his wife!"

"I suppose," Quinn bit her lower lip, "I found a place online… let me show you."

Quinn pulled her laptop over and quickly found the link to the location.

"Sunset Gardens," read Saraya as Quinn showed her photos, "Oh that's really nice."

"I know. We can keep it small – just family and those we love. We would use the chapel and the terrace room. It looks gorgeous at night time."

"It does. You should check it out with Jon. He gets in tonight, yeah?"

Quinn nodded, "He does. I think he will be excited to get the ball rolling. He's been dropping hints about wanting to be married before Wrestlemania Thirty-four."

Saraya grinned, "Well, you have a little flower girl with your gorgeous niece!"

Quinn smiled, "Yes. Little Ava is perfect for the role… and I want you as my Maid of Honour."

Saraya raised her eyebrows, "Me?"

"Yes! You're my best friend, Raya!" Quinn grabbed a hole of Saraya's hand, "Besides, I need someone to help me pick my wedding dress and you know what suits me better than I do and you won't let any salesperson try and pressure me into an ugly dress they claim is in fashion or vintage."

"Of course I'll be your wedding wing woman!"

Quinn grinned and hugged her best friend happily, "Yay! Let's make this official with a toast!"

Jon walked into his home to smell a delicious scent wafting from the kitchen. He placed his bag on the seat by the front door and walked through to the kitchen. The stereo was playing a track list from Quinn's phone and she was reaching up to grab a bottle of red wine to go with dinner. Jon quietly walked up behind Quinn and slipped his arms around her waist, eliciting a surprised scream from Quinn.

"Shit!" cried Quinn with a laugh as Jon kissed her neck, "Hi."

Jon chuckled, resting his chin on her shoulder, "Hi. What's cooking?"

"Roast chicken with roast potatoes and vegetables. Just waiting for the gravy to thicken," replied Quinn turning in Jon's arms to face him, "So, I have an idea for what we can do tomorrow."

"Spend all day in bed?"

Quinn rolled her eyes with a grin, "No. I… I want to go check out a potential wedding venue. I've got a lighter schedule now and I know you want us to get married before Mania. What do you say?"

Jon grinned, "Whatever you want, babe. You know I just want to call you my wife."

Quinn closed the car door behind her as Jon walked around, taking in the scenery.

"Nice," nodded Jon, entwining his fingers with Quinn, "Let's go check this place out, huh?"

Quinn grinned with a nod and they headed into the small office area. A young woman greeted them warmly and informed the woman in charge of weddings of their arrival.

"Hello. I'm Susan French. Shall we start the tour?" greeted the woman with dark red hair and hazel eyes.

"Yes. We're very eager to look around," said Quinn, bouncing a little on her feet.

Susan led them through the location, showing them the gorgeous white walled chapel and the various reception locations with Quinn loving the terrace section.

"I really like it," said Quinn in awe as she looked around the terrace, "It's just so perfect for us."

"We have a few packages-" started Susan.

"I've seen those. I am hoping you would be willing to work with us in creating one that is perfect for us," said Quinn with determination in her tone, "See, we want the terrace for our reception, but we would like to use the chapel to get married in."

Susan smiled, "Shall we go to my office and work out the details?"

Quinn grinned, hearing Jon's soft chuckle beside her, "Yes, lets!"

"I could just wear my jeans and a white top," suggested Quinn as she and Saraya walked up the street in East Sunset.

"No. You said you wanted a Justin Alexander and me, being the awesome Maid of Honour that I am, found the only store in all of Vegas that stocks his gowns! We will get you that dream dress!"

Quinn sighed knowing arguing with Saraya was pointless. They entered the store and after Saraya gave them Quinn's name they were led to a group of seats only someone was already seated there.

"Hanna?"

Quinn grinned as her sister turned to look at her. Quinn squealed and ran forward, engulfing her sister in a big hug.

"What are you doing here?" cried Quinn, "Where's Ava?"

"Saraya organised for me to be here for your dress picking. You were at mine, so I had to be at yours. Ava is spending the night with Mum and Dad," said Hanna, "Mum insisted I have a baby free night and well, as much as I am missing Ava I am also glad to be baby free."

The woman caring for their appointment approached and soon the women were sifting through a collection of Justin Alexander gowns.

Quinn knew which one she wanted and kept her eyes peeled on the gown numbers and styles. Fifteen minutes later she let out a successful cry and pulled the gown from the rack.

"This is it."
"That is from his 2017 collection and retails for two thousand and five hundred," said the woman, "Do you want to try it on?"

"Yes!"

Saraya and Hanna waited patiently, sipping some wine and chatting until Quinn walked out and stepped onto the pedestal. The almond and silver coloured gown was gorgeous with a v-neckline fit and flare gown. The sleeves were beaded scallop straps with a beaded illusion back. The underlay was sequined and the overlay was a soft lace with a scallop finish hemline. The back was done up with buttons running all the way down to the end of the train. It fit Quinn perfectly, as if it was meant to be.

"Oh Quinn," gushed Hanna with tears in her eyes, "It's beautiful."

"It's perfect," agreed Saraya.

"Really?" asked Quinn looking at her reflection in awe, "You really think so?"

"Hun, you know I wouldn't lie to you."

"Quinn, you sent me pictures of this dress the moment you came across it," said Hanna, "And seeing you in it… it's perfect for you, even the colour."

Quinn smiled a watery smile, "Well… looks like I found my gown!"

The day was here. The weekend before the Royal Rumble saw Quinn getting her make up touched up before her wedding to Jon was set to happen. It had been a whirlwind of preparations with organising the date with their bosses and ensuring everyone they invited was able to attend. Between them they had one hundred people attending the wedding. Jon had Joe and Colby as his groomsmen, unable to pick one over the other to be his best man. Hanna was Quinn's bridesmaid with her carrying Ava and helping sprinkle the white rose petals.

"Quinn."

Quinn looked behind her to see her father standing in the doorway, dressed in a soft grey suit with a purple tie – Quinn's favourite colour.

"Hi," said Quinn standing up.

"You look beautiful."

Quinn smiled and swallowed a lump in her throat.

"I know we've never been close," said Frank, "We are too much alike – stubborn as anything and neither one of us likes being wrong… but I need you to know how proud of you I am. You proved me wrong, Quinn. Your determination led to you getting what you wanted. You have achieved everything you have put your mind too."

Quinn stepped forward and hugged her father, "Thanks Dad. I love you."

"I love you too… now, let's get you married."

The soft music started to play around the chapel. Jon stood in place, dressed in a dark grey tuxedo with a silver tie. Colby and Joe were beside him in, each dressed in light grey coloured suits with white ties.

They turned to see Hanna walking down the aisle carrying Ava. Hanna wore a grey tea length dress with cap sleeves and a sash around the middle. The top part donned sequins in an intricate design. Saraya stepped down in a similar gown to Hanna, only hers was strapless. Little Ava wore a cute grey dress with a little headband decorated with a flower.

The music swelled and everyone stood and looked to the entrance of the chapel. Jon felt his breath catch in his throat as he saw Quinn standing beside her father. She smiled at him and Jon smiled back, feeling a surge of emotions shoot through him at the sight of her.

Quinn walked up the aisle with her father, her eyes never leaving Jon's, even as her father handed her to him.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, we are gathered here today to witness the union of two souls uniting as one. Quinn Maria Gallagher and Jonathon David Good have overcome much to reach this point today. Their love and loyalty to one and other has been seen by many here today over the duration of their relationship. They respect each other, care for each other, are loyal to each other and above all else are deeply in love with each other," stated the celebrant, "Before we proceed, should anyone have any reasons that these two cannot be wed please speak now or forever hold your peace."

Quinn smiled softly at Jon as he gave her hands a gentle squeeze.

"Very well, Jon, your vows."

Jon turned to Joe, who handed him a simple white gold wedding band. Jon turned to Quinn and half slipped it onto her finger as he looked her in the eyes, "My Quinn, I promise in sickness and in health to love you and care for you – even if you may have over indulged the night before," Jon grinned as Quinn chuckled, "I vow to have the patience that love demands, to speak when words are needed and share the silence when they aren't. I call you my Quinn because you are my everything. You are my light, and you have shown me more love than I've ever known."

Quinn blinked back tears of happiness as Jon slid the ring onto her finger.

"Jon, do you take Quinn to be your lawfully wedded wife?"

"I sure damn do."

Quinn chuckled along with the guests.

"Quinn, your vows."

Saraya handed Quinn the wedding band for Jon. Quinn half slipped it on, her other hands thumb brushing across his knuckles.

"Jon when we first met… I felt an instant connection with you. It was so powerful… nothing I have felt since can compare to it and the feeling it creates is something words just can't describe. It can't be replicated and it can't be forced… you just go with it and I am so glad I did just go with it because here I am, about to marry my best friend, my lover… my soul mate. I feel incredibly grateful because I've found a love that transcends and grows despite conflicting work schedules and travelling the world. I promise to always be supportive, to make your happiness my priority. I will always be yours and care for you in sickness and health. I love you and will spend the rest of my days ensuring you always know that."

"Quinn, do you take Jon to be your lawfully wedded husband?"

"I do," nodded Quinn pushing the ring fully onto Jon's finger.

"I now pronounce you husband and wife – you may now kiss the bride!"

The guests stood up clapping and cheering as Jon and Quinn shared their first kiss as a married couple.

July 2018

Dallas, TX

The entire WWE roster were gathered in the backstage area as it was time for the WWE draft pick. Quinn was sitting in the back row on Jon's lap. Both were enjoying being together after a month of barely any time together at all. They'd managed a two-week honey moon at the end of February which saw them spend a week on a private island away from prying eyes.

"Reckon you'll be on the same roster?" asked Saraya, twirling her own wedding ring on her finger.

"Who knows?" sighed Jon tightening his hold on Quinn.

A hush fell over the room as Raw kicked off with Stephanie and Kurt Angle walking out, followed by Shane and Bryan. Raw took first pick stating that AJ Styles would be on team red, along with Naomi. Shane countered that with Seth Rollins being the first pick for team blue.

"Well, there you go!" said Colby with a smile, fisting bumping Joe and Jon with Quinn giving him a high five.

A few minutes passed with a match taking place before the next draft pick occurred.

"And now," spoke Kurt, "For Raw's next two picks – The Uso's!"

Quinn clapped for the two brothers happy that Trinity had her husband.

"And Smackdown's pick is," said Bryan with a grin, "Dean Ambrose!"

Quinn hugged her husband kissing him on the lips, "Team Blue, babe!"

Jon grinned as Quinn stood up so he could go get his updated schedule. Quinn sat down with Saraya and Joe.

Half an hour passed with Joe also going to Smackdown. It was an ad-break so Draft Central was showing on the WWE Network.

"Okay and we have another draft coming in for Smackdown – Harley is staying with Team Blue!" announced Renee.

Quinn jumped up excitedly and hurried away to find Jon as someone threw her a Smackdown shirt. She turned a corner and saw Jon walking back with his schedule. He looked up and grinned, relief evident in his eyes.

"Same show baby!" grinned Quinn jumping into Jon's arms, locking her legs around his waist with his hands on her arse.

"Good," replied Jon pressing his lips to Quinn's, moving them to a secluded corner, "Now I get to do more of my husbandly duties to my wife."

"Mmm, I definitely like the sound of that!"

Jon chuckled, "Come on, Mark said once we know what roster we are on we can leave if we are on Smackdown."

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