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Holly woke up to see Monroe and Katie asleep by her bed. She smiled, relieved. She had thought they might send her back.
"Dad," she whispered, her throat still sore from surgery.
Monroe woke with a jerk. "Hey, Hols, how're you feeling?" He shook Katie to wake her.
"Like I got run over?"
"Yeah," he agreed with a smile. "That's why I quit riding. It's all good fun till you kiss the pavement a few times."
Holly smiled weakly.
Katie jumped up and kissed Holly's forehead. "Do you need anything? Are you hurting? Are you okay?"
"No. Mom. Chill," Holly said. "I'm just sleepy."
"Well, now that you are okay, you know you're in trouble for being on that bike in the first place," Monroe said.
"Yes sir," Holly nodded. "I knew better. It just looked like fun. I guess there's no chance that this can be my punishment?" She gestured to her leg with a smile.
"Nice try," Katie laughed. "But, no."
"Not even," Monroe replied. "What do you think, Kate?"
"I'm thinking, maybe, once you get out of here, no Micah, no phone, no computer, no TV for two weeks," Katie said.
"Two weeks?" Monroe said. "I think till her leg heals."
"Well, remember she's going to be confined to the house and therapy. Do you really want to spend the next six weeks with her with no entertainment and no chance to go outside?" Katie said.
"Oh yeah, good point." Monroe said. "But why wait till she gets out?"
"We don't want to punish the nurses," Katie said.
"Right again. I knew there was a reason I'm marrying you." Monroe teased. "Okay, young lady," he said, sternly. "Two weeks, no boyfriend, no TV, no computer, no fun, you got it?"
"Yes, sir," Holly grinned. She knew she was in trouble but she was so happy that they weren't sending her back to Grace that she couldn't help but smile.
Katie had been surprised when Monroe had wanted to marry in church. She didn't know he was so sentimental, but as she stood in the vestibule of the wesen church with Monroe and Holly, she had to admit it was right.
Katie was trying to calm her nerves. Monroe wrapped his arms around her and kissed her neck.
Holly rolled her eyes at the two of them. She was practically hopping up and down. Well, as much as she could in a cast with crutches. She was still grounded so she was happy to get out of the house. The day before they had met with Grace and signed all the adoption papers. She'd been sad that Grace was moving away, and even though she was happy that she was officially Holly Monroe, the thought of never seeing Grace again had put her in funk for the rest of the day. At dinnertime, Monroe had relented on her grounding and let Micah come over for a few hours, (very few in her mind) to cheer her up, but now it'd be at least another week before she could see him again.
This morning though, she'd woken up all smiles and excited. Her parents were getting married. They were a real family.
"Dude! What's up? I let you marry my sister and you sneak off? I should cut your head off just on principal," Nick burst through the door with a wide grin.
"Nick!" Juliette scolded.
"Her idea, Man," Monroe replied with a grin. "Now I know why." He shook Nick's hand. "How did you know?"
"I bribed Micah with doughnuts," Nick grinned. Then he hugged Katie. "You didn't really think I'd let you get married without my being there, did you?"
"Well, considering your behavior at my last wedding, I was hoping," Katie laughed. "Thank you for coming, Nicky." She hugged Juliette.
The door swung open again.
"Good. We're not too late," Sam's voice boomed. "Come on, Marina."
"Okay, how did you know, Dad?" Monroe demanded. "We swore Holly to silence."
"I keep telling you, I know everything," Sophia said, shutting the door behind her. "One day, you are going to believe me."
"I'm with him," Sam said, pointing at Nick. "My son isn't getting married unless I'm there to see it."
Monroe watched his mother eying Nick warily. He knew she wasn't happy being that close to a Grimm, but she was keeping it under control. Sam had met Nick several times before and Sophia didn't seem bothered in the least, aside from giving him a warning growl.
Sophia made a beeline for Katie. "I heard you knocked that crazy fool Angelina on her ass."
"Oma.." Monroe started to interrupt.
"Hush, Boy," she held up her hand at him. "Grown folks are talking."
Monroe closed his mouth and folded his arms over his chest. Of course, he did glare at Nick who was snickering.
"I did," Katie replied. "She got my child hurt."
"I heard about that," Sophia said. "So, you wouldn't fight over a man, but you did fight for your child." She looked Katie up and down. "I think you'll make a pretty good wolf yet." She smiled. "Now, give us a hug."
Katie hugged the frail older woman, surprised at her strength.
"Here," Sophia said, pulling a box out of her purse. "I want you two to have these." She opened the box to reveal two plain gold bands.
"Oma, those are your wedding rings," Monroe protested. "We can't take those."
"I'm well aware of what they are. I want you to have them," Sophia replied. "They brought my Edward and I forty wonderful years together. I hope they're just as lucky for the two of you."
Monroe smiled and hugged her. "Thank you, Oma. We'd be honored."
"Mr. Monroe, Ms. Burkhardt?" A pastor called their names from the doorway. "If you are all ready, follow me."
Nick looked at Juliette and laughed. "Hush, Boy, grown folks are talking. I'm never letting him forget that.
Okay, I was going to write a preview of the third installment of this series, but now I'm stuck. I had originally thought to bring Nick and Katie's father back, possibly good or possibly just looking for the coins. However, since the powers that be have already added Nick's mom into the mix, would you all rather see that? Also, what other characters would you all like to see more of? I might bring back one or two others for this story if I can make it work. I'm thinking Farley Kolt, but I don't know. Thanks for reading. As always, I hope you enjoyed it.