Rifiuto: Non Miriena

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"They gave me the talk."

"Who? Carter?"

"Carter, Henry... Fargo." He shivered, and pulled her close. They stood in the kitchen at Zane's apartment, sharing a cup of coffee.

"Fargo?" Jo asked, raising her eyebrows. He nodded, taking the cup out of her hand and taking a sip.

"Told me that if I hurt you, I wouldn't live to see the next Founders' Day. They all made that very clear." He said, looking down at her. She nodded.

"I... stopped by Cafe Diem today; Vincent's already got a pool started- betting on whether we'll elope or not." She said, turning to face him. He sighed.

"Well, phase one is complete. We've got everyone thinking we're engaged and in love. Now all we need to do is..."

"What?" She asked, looking up at him. He sighed.

"I'm not sure."

"Well, we've got the engagement down. The next thing that comes is..."

"The wedding." Zane finished for her, nodding. "What do you want to do?"

"I don't know. If we get married..."

"It's binding." She nodded, surprised that he was able to finish her thoughts. "It's up to you, Jo."

She thought a moment, before looking up at him. "Let's plan a wedding."

Two days later, Allison entered Jo's office, but she stopped in her tracks at the sight of Jo's desk. Wedding magazines littered the normally clean desk area, a cup of coffee sat on the desktop beside her, and she was leaning back in her chair, flipping through one of the magazines.

"Um... Jo..."

The Head of Security looked up, startled. "Allison, come on in. Sorry about the mess." She quickly closed the magazine and set it on the desk. Allison took a seat across from her and picked up one of the magazines, scanning the title.

"Ah... Jo... what's with the..."

"Oh, well, you know, Zane and I decided that we should start planning, especially since we're... planning on getting married in... six weeks."

"Six weeks?" Allison cried, dropping the magazine.


"Why so fast?"

Jo shrugged. "We just... Zane and I don't want to wait. We want to get married as soon as possible. You never know what'll happen, after all. Right?" She asked, looking up at Allison. The older woman gave her a confused look.

"Um... right." Jo nodded.

"Look, ah... I was... wondering if... if you would be my maid of honor." Allison sat back, startled, but touched.

"Of... of course. I'd love to be your maid of honor, Jo." Allison said, reaching over and taking the younger woman's hand. She recieved a genuine, excited smile that made her insides knot.

"So, um, what did you want to talk to me about?" Jo asked, sitting back in her chair. Allison pursed her lips.

"You know what, it's not important. Not right now, nothing I can't handle." She said, climbing to her feet.

"You're sure?" Jo asked, seeing her to the door. Allison nodded.

"Yeah." She turned to go, only to find Zane in her way. "Zane! Hi." He nodded to Allison, before turning his eyes to Jo.

"Hey Allison. I hope I'm not interrupting anything, but, I need to... talk to Jo."

"Not at all, I was just leaving." Allison said, ducking between them. She hurried down the hall, pulling out her cell and dialing Jack. "Jack? It's Allison. Listen, get the others together, I need to talk to all of you... About what? About Jo and Zane!"

Once Allison was gone, Zane shut the door behind him and took Jo in his arms. He leaned down and captured her lips in a kiss before asking, "So, how-"

"It went well. She thinks we're getting married in six weeks." Jo said, pulling away from him. "And that she's going to be my maid of honor." He chuckled.

"Really? I never thought they were that gullible." She shrugged.

"Now, all we have to do is keep our little charade up for the next six weeks, and hopefully by then-"

"We'll have come up with a way to get the ring out of your finger." Zane finished.

"Exactly." She said, going to her desk. He followed, glancing down at all the wedding magazines.

"What's all this?"

"Just... a few props to... help me play the part." She replied, looking up at him. He gave her a quick smile and kissed her. She reached down,getnly sliding her hand between his thighs and squeezing lightly- only to get the diamond snagged on the material of his pants. When she pulled away, the ring didn't budge, and instead, they toppled backward onto the ground.

"Jo, can you get off me? I need to get back to work." She climbed up, allowing him to sit up, but when she moved to pull away, it only served to throw her back into his arms. "What the hell-"

"Um... I... I think the ring got... caught on the inside of your pants..." Her face had gone red and she bit her lip. He sighed.

"Please, tell me you're kidding, Jojo." She shook her head. "Crap. If Carter or anyone else catches us, we're screwed."

She slumped down, looking at him.

"We're already screwed, Zane."