Fiona stepped out of the shower and wrapped herself in a thick towel Maddie had set aside for her. She took time to enjoy the feeling of the towel, as she was starting to get used to the thin rough towel the prison provided for her. After a few minutes, she made her way to Madeline's room, noticing Michael smile at her as he saw her walk by.

Entering Maddie's room, she sat down on the bed and started to apply lotion to her dry skin. Prison soaps were harsh and caused her to break out into a rash. She saw a box on the bed, which she figured was a new outfit from Michael. Before she opened it, she laid back on the bed, promising herself to only rest for a few minutes. Sleep overtook her quickly.

About an hour later, Fiona was woken up by a gentle knocking on the door. "Fiona? It's Elsa. Can I come in?"

Fiona realized she had fallen asleep and quickly covered herself with a throw blanket at the edge or Madeline's bed. "Elsa? What are you doing here?"

Elsa entered the room slowly. "The boys wanted me to check on you. How are you doing? Did you try the soap and lotion I left for you?"

"I did. Thank you. You didn't have to do that." Fiona said as Elsa grabbed a brush and sat down next to Fiona.

"Sweetie, let me brush your hair and then you can get dressed. The boys and Madeline are in the garage. Michael is waiting anxiously for you. I swear that boy loves you more than anything in the world. He was worried sick over you." As Elsa finished brushing Fiona's hair, she said "Now get dressed and meet me in the kitchen. You want to make a grand entrance."

Fiona opened the box and gasped. Inside the box was a dress. The design was simple but elegant, being pure white, single shouldered with beautiful beadwork where the dress gathered on her left side. "Why did he get me this Elsa? This looks like a wedding dress."

"That's because it is sweetheart! Michael wanted you to have something fancy and nice. He wants to treat you like a queen." Seeing the confusion in Fiona's eyes, Elsa added "Honey, just go along with whatever Michael does today. I know you want to go home, but there is plenty of time after today for the two of you to rest and relax. Just go along with everything today and enjoy yourself."

Sighing and throwing her hands up in the air, she said "Nothing lately has gone quite as I expected, so I suppose my first day out of prison should be just as crazy. Give me five minutes and I'll be out."

Fiona put the dress on, which was a little too big for her as she lost weight in jail. She put her hair up in a bun and slipped on the shoes that accompanied the dress box. Finally she was ready. She smoothed out her dress and took one last look in the mirror before leaving the room.

She found Sam in the kitchen. She stood there and asked "How do I look?"

For a moment, Sam was at a loss for words. Finally he said "Sister, you look gorgeous. The only angel who could shoot someone from hundreds or thousands of feet away."

With a crooked grin, Sam continued slowly, almost afraid of saying the wrong thing. "I think you already figured out what is going on since you have on a fancy white dress and I'm walking you out of the house and into the garage. Are you ready to do this? "

"Pretty much. I just wasn't expecting this today...or ever." Fiona said

Sam kissed Fiona on the cheek. "Let's not keep Mikey waiting anymore. Unless I can convince you to run away with me?"

Fiona punched Sam in the arm and smiled at him. "I'm ready." she said and they walked out the door into the garage. She let out a small gasp as she saw the sight before her. The ceiling of the garage was decorated with hundreds of white Christmas lights. Mixed in with the lights were red and white roses.
Her jaw dropped to when she looked at Michael and saw him standing next to a Justice of the Peace. Michael had on a white dress shirt that left unbuttoned at the top, and his sleeves were cuffed. His pants were dark blue and pressed recently Fiona could tell. He saw her enter the garage and extended his hand to her. She took his hand and stood there in front of their loved ones.

"I was wondering, since you have a white dress, the garage is decorated and I have a Justice of the Peace here, I was hoping you'd do me the honor of marrying me." Michael asked with a smile.

Stunned by the events of the day she managed to speak. "Of course I would."

The Justice of the Peace cleared his throat. The ceremony began as Michael and Fiona looked into one another's eyes. After the simple ceremony, with traditional vows, Sam announced that he arranged to have a small reception at Carlito's. Fiona went back into the house to gather her belongings and Michael followed to help her.

As soon as Michael shut the door behind them, she asked "How did you get the marriage license if I was in jail?"

"You can thank Pearce for that. She had a fake photo ID made and they were pretty easy going we applied since she matched the ID with your name on it." Michael said with a smile on his face. "Are you ok with how everything happened? I know it was fast. I just didn't want to spend another moment without you being my wife." Michael said.

Fiona wrapped her arms around Michael and whispered "It was perfect. I was surprised but I am so happy right now. Happiest I've been in months."

As she began to unbutton his shirt, he said "I plan on always making you this happy. Whatever you want, it's yours."

"I only want you Michael. That's all I've ever wanted." Fiona said, running her fingers all over his chest.

Sam and the others waited outside, in the driveway, for Michael and Fiona to emerge. Finally he got a text.

"Go to dinner and we'll meet you there in an hour."

Sam smiled and said "The newlyweds want some alone time! Lets get the party started and they can catch up later."

Sam texted Michael back. "Skip dinner and take your bride home. I'll leave you guys food at the front door of the loft."

Michael smiled as he read Sam's message, stopping Fiona in the middle of her seduction. "Lets skip dinner. I want to take my wife home for a proper celebration." He gave her a kiss and carried his bride out to the car, vowing to himself to always make Fiona as happy as she was at that moment.