You give me a feeling that I never felt before
And I deserve it, I know I deserve it
Its becoming something that's impossible to ignore
It is what we make it
I was wondering maybe, could I make you my baby
If we do the unthinkable would it make us look crazy
Or would it be so beautiful either way I'm sayin'
If you ask me I'm ready

Unthinkable - Alicia Keys

19 Months Later

It was almost sunset on St Kilda's beach, the air warm and breezy. Franky looked towards the ocean, a sense of calm filling her. She brushed the hair out of her face and looked over at her best friend, grinning wildly. Boomer Jenkins smiled back, giving the smaller brunette a thumbs up. The alter constructed at the beach was simple, but classic, and chairs were laid out either side of a make-shift aisle, a sandy walkway leading to Franky herself. This was it, the day she never imagined. Franky Doyle, soon to be Franky Westfall Doyle, was getting married. She smiled to herself as she mentally recalled her feeble proposal - lying in a hospital bed following major surgery, but knowing exactly what she wanted for the rest of her life. Bridget initially thought it was the morphine talking, but Franky explained that too many years had been wasted and she knew who she wanted as her partner in crime (not in the literal sense). As soon as she was well enough, she raided her savings and bought Bridget the biggest, sparkling ring, well aware that Bridget would tell her to not be so stupid and save her money for something more important. She did, as Franky predicted, but the bold woman replied that nothing was more important and her woman deserved the prettiest of rings. The only condition Franky had was that she wanted to wait until Boomer was released from prison, to be her 'best man'. She was released 4 months ago and the wedding had been a huge thing for the larger than life former inmate to focus on.

The wedding was not a huge affair; the couple wanted something small and intimate with their closest friends. Neither of them had any real family, just Franky's father and little sister; their friends had filled that void. Franky felt her heart swell at the people in front of her who had come to share the most important day of her life. Her father, sister Tess and step-mother Sandra, darling Boomer, Doreen and Nash with not so little Josh who was now almost 5, plus their 2 year old Sienna and wonderful Maxi with her partner James. Liz was unfortunately still incarcerated, but due to be up for parole in the next 12 months. Will Jackson, Vera Bennett and 'Smiles' were also present, friendships forged with Franky's former officers thanks to Bridget's return to Wentworth in the last 9 months. Franky's closest work friends were also there, as well as a few of Bridget's friends. Around 20 guests in total, but 20 people who really mattered to them. Franky smoothed down her leather skater skirt, a rare occasion that her lean legs were on show, and adjusted the short sleeve white blouse tucked into it. She felt nervous and she didn't even know why.

"Franky, chill out!" Boomer said, taking her 'best man' duties very seriously. "Is there anything you want me to do?"

"Nah," Franky replied. "Just wanna see my wife to be!"

And right on cue, she saw Bridget at the top of the aisle. She looked utterly radiant, a white, strapless maxi dress clinging to her slender frame and her blonde hair was loose, a white calla lily tucked behind one ear. She clutched a small bunch of the same flowers in her hand. Franky couldn't help the beaming smile on her face or the happy tears from falling as Bridget walked towards her. She was barefoot on the sand and Franky thought she was the most beautiful thing in the world.

"You're so beautiful," Franky said smiling, her eyes still watery. Bridget beamed back at her, the sparkle in her eyes apparent.

"And you look absolutely stunning, you're perfect."

They stood hand in hand as the ceremony began and soon enough it was almost time to seal the deal. Bridget said her vows first, beautiful words which resonated in Franky's heart. Her eyes never left the beautiful brunette as she spoke.

"I, Bridget Westfall, take you, Franky Doyle, to be no other than yourself. Loving and trusting what I know of you, with respect to your integrity, and with faith in your love for me, through our years together and in all that life may bring us, I accept you as my partner in life." Her voice wobbled towards the end, breaking out in happy tears and she looked Franky in her green eyes throughout.

"Franky, if you would repeat after me," the minister conducting the ceremony began.

"Hang on," Franky started.

"Franky?" Boomer quickly said.

"Don't worry, i'm not running away!" She laughed. "I just, well I wanted to say something myself to Gidget, from the heart, if that's ok?"

The minister nodded. Franky turned back to Bridget and took both her hands in hers.

"Gidge," she began. "Nothing I could ever say in words would be enough to describe how I feel and my gratitude towards you." Bridget smiled, and Franky continued. "From the day I first met you in Wentworth, when I met you properly, you captivated me. You went out on a limb and stood up to the Freak and convinced Ms Bennett to reinstate my parole. No one had ever done something good for me before, and I fell for you fast. After you left, I was a mess, and I really was. Even after my release I was missing you and I hated you, but even then I loved you. And I found you again, by some miracle. You taught me to trust, you showed me a normal life, and you taught me what love is. Real love, not that soppy shit you see in the movies, but love when I'm at my worst and you are still there to pick me up and make me carry on. For that I can never repay you, but i'm hoping that one day you will see that you really are the love of my life."

She paused to swallow the lump in her throat, her green eyes welling up as she stared at her beautiful woman. "So, yes, Gidget, I will be by your side through sickness and health, i'll be patient when you want to give up, and I will promise that no matter what happens, I will love you for the rest of my life. I accept you as my partner in life!"

The women looked at each other and laughed through happy tears, oblivious to the crowd in front of them. They were in a bubble, a world which just existed with the 2 of them. There was not a single dry eye amongst their guests, everyone emotional at Franky's heartfelt vows.

The minister stepped forward and looked at the happy couple, smiling at them. "As a couple committed to one another for the rest of your lives, supported and loved by your friends and family here, and hand in hand and heart to heart with one another, go forth together and live each day to the fullest."

Franky grabbed her wife by the back of the neck and pulled her in for their first kiss as married partners, smiling into her as they embraced. Bridget took the brunette's face in her hands, her touch feather-like. "Here's to the rest of our lives baby!" She gushed, as the crowd cheered and applauded.

It had been a roller coaster of a ride, but Bridget and Franky had finally found their way together. They were home, and they had fixed the pieces of their hearts.

The End.