I am sad that this story is finished, however at the same time, I'm really glad I could write through to the end. It seems my phobia for ending stories is dissappearing slowly...
*Just a small warning for the great cheese and cliche factor in this ending!*

December 14th, 2026
Los Angeles California
Edgeworth's Playa del Rey Beach house

Ema gazed happily at the reflection in the mirror in front of her of the friends that surrounded her. Lana was putting the finishing touches on her makeup as Sola carefully placed the veil on Ema's beautifully styled hair, courtesy of Sola.

"I'm so happy you could make it Sola!" Ema beamed at the older woman.

"Oh honey, I wouldn't miss this for the world!" Sola exclaimed in her thick French accent. She put a hand on Lana's shoulder as she smiled up at her. "I also couldn't pass up an opportunity to spend time with an old friend."

"I'm going to go check on things out on the beach." Lana sniffed. Ema's brow furrowed as she watched her sister walk out of the spare bedroom of Miles Edgeworth's beach house. Sola turned Ema in her chair to face her.

"Ema, I...words cannot express how happy I am to be giving you away. I love you and your sister like you were my family." The young brunet watched as Sola's eyes started to get misty. "Family is something to be treasured...especially now..."

"Oh, Sola," Ema brought her in for an embrace. "I'm so sorry about..." She swallowed. It was still hard to even say his name. "I wish things could be different, but this is right. Everything about us...just feels right."

Sola pulled away and fussed with Ema's hair. "Honey, I predicted you two would be together the instant he kissed your hand way back when in France!"

"Oh Sola, ever the romantic!" Ema teased as Trucy peeked into the room. Ema gestured her in.

"Oh Ema...you're beautiful when you're not grumpy!" Trucy's hands were held up to her face.

"Trucy," Ema laughed at the young girl. "I'm not always grumpy...am I?"

"Ema, Phoenix sent me in, because he wanted you to have something borrowed." Trucy handed Ema a small jar that was as big around as a quarter.

"What...is it?" Ema asked as she held it at eye level.

"Fingerprinting powder in a jar small enough to keep with you!"

Ema's bottom lip trembled as she scooped Trucy up in a hug. Trucy yelped.

"Tell him thank you so much! And thank you for coming in Trucy!" The young magician gave her her signature goofy grin and turned to leave almost knocking over Lana who was just coming back into the room.

Ema gazed at herself in the mirror. She wore a simple white sheath dress that hugged her at all the right places. She had baby's breath weaved into her hair and into the gossamer veil that hung around her shoulders. Lana wrapped her arm around Ema and Ema rested her head on her shoulder.

"You look so beautiful, Ema."

"I know, you've told me several times." Ema smirked. Sola busied herself with something on the other side of the room.

"Ema, er, I have something..." Lana reached into her pocket and brought out a velvet box. Ema's eyes went wide as she gasped. "This was grandmas. Mom wanted you to have it when you got married since I got the ruby." Lana opened the box and inside, sitting carefully on a bed of grey velvet, was a bright silver ring, with a twinkling sapphire.

"Oh...it's so..." Ema had no words to express as she carefully put it on her index finger. She grabbed Lana in a tight hug.

"Okay," Lana sniffed again as she parted first. She smoothed out any wrinkles that had occurred in Ema's dress. "It's time. Are you ready?"

Ema's heart started pounding in her ears. Her mouth suddenly got dry and she started to see stars.

"Ema!" Lana helped her into a chair as Sola brought her some water.

"This is it! I'm really doing this...I'm getting married... and to HIM...of all people!" She said after taking a large gulp of water.

"You're not getting cold feet are you?" Sola rested her hand on Ema's shoulder.

"No, I just...there was a time where he annoyed every fiber of my being...and now I can't imagine living without him." Ema paused to take another drink. "We've been inseparable the last six months, like we were afraid of losing each other. And now..."

"And now let's go!" Lana said excitedly as she grabbed Ema's simple bouquet of daisies and her own. She gave Ema a peck on the cheek and led them out of the room and through the large beach house.

"Lana is so lucky to have such a rich man with good taste!" Sola whispered into Ema's ear as they paused at the large glass door that led to the beach. The majority of the back of the house was covered with picture windows that were covered with curtains so Ema wouldn't be able to see the décor of the beach until she went outside. She told everyone that she just wanted something simple. But no one was having it.

Ema smiled up to Sola nervously as she heard the wedding march being played on violins.

The view that greeted Ema as she stepped out was unlike anything she had ever seen. The bridal path was covered with an a silver and white awning. Each pole that held up the awning was covered in daisy chains and streamers that waved in a small breeze. Lana was a few steps ahead throwing rose petals down on the raised platform. Gumshoe and Maggey were sitting on the side and their 8 month old son was sitting on Maggey's lap. Maya and Pearl Fey, whom Ema had just met recently, were sitting on the other side. Pearl gasped and blushed at the sight of Ema as she smirked and blushed herself. Phoenix was sitting next to them. Klavier had asked him initially to be the best man, but he refused, saying that he felt Apollo was a better fit. Members of the Gavinners were sitting up near the front. A dark haired man made Ema do a double take. There was no mistaking that charming smile and devious eyes. Daryan Crescend. Klavier had made amends with him and pulled some strings so he could be here. Ema bit her lip so she wouldn't cry.

Her eyes settled on the group ahead of her. Apollo looked dapper in a white cotton button down shirt and casual khakis that were rolled up to his knees, like he had been playing in the sand. He smiled at Ema. Because of the informality of the wedding, they had asked Edgeworth to preside over the vows. He stood up straight behind his podium, and for the first time in forever, he had a relaxed smile that reached his grey eyes that were behind thin wire glasses. He had sat down with Klavier for a half a day talking about what had happened.

Sola and Ema paused, as Sola squeezed her hand gently and bussed her on the cheek. She then stepped to the side and Ema's gaze drifted toward Klavier. His golden hair was meticulously styled in it's usual drill style, but that was the only thing usual about him. He was donned in a loose cotton dress shirt, similar to Apollo's, except with an intricate design of his signature 'G' weaved into it. He had khaki casual pants on that were not rolled up, but he was barefoot. But what really caught Ema's eye, was that he was with out his glimmer. The large 'G' pendant that he usually wore around his neck was gone. She smiled up at him and he smiled his dazzling smile back. His eyes were the color of the ocean on a clear sunny day and Ema knew, that those were the eyes that she wanted to spend forever gazing into.

"We've made a great mess of Love
since we've made an ideal of it."
~from 'The Mess of Love'
~by D.H. Lawrence