A/N: Last chapter everyone! I can't believe that this story has finally come to an end! The past two months of writing this story have been amazing you you guys make it all worthwhile. I appreciate you all more that you can imagine! Now, for the best chapter in the story; the ending!

Yes I Do

After Chelsea and I go around the Island and explain not only that I was still alive, but that we were engaged, the next week seems to go by in a flash. I'm practically in a daze as everything goes on around me. Most things were a blur; like Julia screaming her head off, reminding me of how she used to be. Or Denny taking me out to the diner for a celebration with all the other guys on the Island. Chelsea, Julia and Natalie cover all the wedding plans; I tried to help but they were fine doing it themselves. My job was not to go into another coma before the wedding.

Julia told me that, and it made everyone laugh except for me and Chelsea. But I don't think I could have even if I'd wanted to. I was happier that week than I had been in my entire life; and I hadn't gotten a headache once.

I wake in my own bed at Mirabelle's (for once) on the day of the wedding. As I come to my senses, I let out a deep breath as I fold my hands behind my head.

"Today's the day." I whisper to myself; hardly believing it myself. Today was the day I would make Chelsea my wife.

Suddenly two little laughs fill the silence of the quiet house. Quickly, I pretend to be still sleeping as Ashlyn and Calvin come running into my room.

Ashlyn's warm finger prods my nose. "Is he sleeping?"

Calvin's finger pokes my stomach. "I think so."

"Uncle Vaughn can't be sleeping!" Ashlyn cries out as she climbs on top of me. "Wake up!"

I open one of my eyes and both of them begin to giggle. "Wake up!" They both cry out in unison.

Suddenly, I'm up out of bed and I'm holding both of them upside down. They can't stop laughing as I tickle them.

"D-down!" Calvin manages to choke out between his fits of laughter.

"What do you say?" I tease them.

"P-please!" They both manage to laugh out.

I chuckle along with them as I put them on the ground. Calvin races out of the room before getting tickled again, but Ashlyn shyly stands there. My ears turn a bit red, as I was only wearing boxers, but she's probably seen her dad like that too.

"Uncle Vaughn, are getting married today?" She asks as I slip on a t-shirt that I would end up changing out of later.

A smile brightens up my face as I squat so that I can look at her at eye level. "Yes."

She puts a hand to her mouth and giggles. Briefly it crosses my mind that a one year old shouldn't know how to do that; but I guess she learned it from her mother.

"Are marrying Chelsea?"

I chuckle and pick her up. She squeals and then holds tightly around my neck when I put her on my shoulders. "Yes, I'm marrying Chelsea."

"Do you love her? Like daddy loves mommy?" She acts the question so innocently, but I still laugh.

"Maybe even more."

Ashlyn almost scoffs. "I don't believe you." With that, she begins to squirm and I let her down. She runs off, yelling to Elliot and Julia that Uncle Vaughn was a liar.

I simply chuckle and then head out to the kitchen for breakfast. My heart hurt a bit, but it was only for missing Chelsea. Normal human emotions; none related to my disease at all.

Patiently, I endure the extravagant breakfast of pancakes, sausages, bacon, and eggs topped with about a dozen types of berries and whipped cream. It's not that it wasn't good; I just was way too excited/nervous to be able to put anything into my mouth. Okay, that's a lie. I can think of one thing…

Almost instantaneously after breakfast is done, Denny is at the house and he and Elliot shove me back into my room to get me ready. Julia leaves to get Natalie and then head over to Chelsea's. I wish I could go with them; but they won't let the groom see the bride until the wedding.

Despite my many protests and violent outburst, they manage to get me into a respectable navy blue tuxedo. And they hid my hat while I wasn't looking.

I glare at them both. "Is this really necessary?"

They both laugh. Denny's the one that speaks up. "Vaughn, this is going to be the happiest day of your life. And the happiest day of Chelsea's. Don't you want to look like you respect her? Even a little?"

That makes me stop complaining. I still grumble a bit under my breath, but not much. Before I know it, they're rushing me off to the church.

I try to catch a glimpse of Chelsea, but Denny and Elliot know what to expect of me and we end up going in the back way.

Just like we'd practiced the day before, the three of us stand at the alter. Denny and Elliot would be my best men and Natalie and Julia would be Chelsea's bridesmaids. Even though all of them were already married.

They're talking amongst themselves or to Nathan and Alisa, but I can't hear anything that they're saying. My knees are practically shaking and I have to keep clenching and unclenching my hands to keep them from sweating too much.

"Dude, you okay?" Denny whispers to me.

I shake my head; I couldn't say a word. Denny just laughs. "Welcome to the party."

At that exact moment, the music starts and everyone stands at attention. My hands are at my side and I try to stand as tall as possible without making myself sick.

Natalie and Julia come down the isle first; both dressed in fluorescent pink. But I barely pay them any attention when they stand near the alter and the next person walks down the isle.

My breath catches in my throat. I barely even notice my dad, dressed in a navy blue tux like mine, as he walks Chelsea down the isle; just like I'd imagined so many times.

Her dress was white and plain. It was sleeveless but clung around her neck. It fell simply, down to her ankles, but still manages to cling carefully to her every curve. Her hair was held up by a glittering blue headband (I think). Two stands of hair fell around her face, as if framing it. The tips of her hair curled and there were blue flowers stuck in her hair. Her blue eyes were shining as she focused her gaze on me, and there was a slight blush to her cheeks.

They arrive at the alter, and my dad gives her hand to me. Her hand feels soft inside of my calloused one.

"Who here today is giving away this young lady?" Nathan asks.

"I do." My dad tells him simply and then retreats back to his seat beside Mirabelle.

I clasp Chelsea's other hand in mine and turn so that we're facing each other. My breath is impossible to catch as I gaze tenderly at her. She blushes as gazes right on back at me.

"Today we are gathered to witness the union of this man, and this woman beneath the power of the Harvest Goddess." Nathan preaches first.

The Harvest Goddess? That reminds me, I hadn't heard from her in a while. She hadn't been in my dreams at all; not that I didn't appreciate that.

"If there is anyone who does not think that these to should wed; please speak now." Nathan waits and my eyes graze the rest of the church, but no one speaks.

I grin at Chelsea and she grins back; her face a bright red. Nathan laughs. "I don't think anyone here had any worries about that."

That makes me blush. First, Nathan speaks to me. "Vaughn. Do you promise to love this woman? In times of joy and times of sadness, in poverty and in wealth, in sickness and in health, 'til death do you part?"

"Yes." I say, gazing deeply into Chelsea's eyes. "I do."

She smiles up at me, and I smile back. I wanted to kiss her so bad right now. But I would have to wait just a few more minutes.

"Chelsea. Do you promise to love this man? In time of joy and times of sadness, in poverty and in wealth, in sickness and in health, 'til death do you part?"

"I do." Her shining eyes never leave mine as she speaks the two words that make my heart flood with love.

Nathan chuckles. "Calvin, the rings?"

I glance away from Chelsea for a second to see Calvin step forward with two rings on a tiny pillow. One was my mother's ring and the other was one that was similarly designed to match.

Nathan takes the rings from Calvin, who then runs back to hide behind Julia. This makes everyone in the church laugh softly, but then it becomes silent a moment later.

"Now, I want you to repeat after me." Nathan states, and we both nod. He hands Chelsea the other ring and she lets go of one of my hands to take it from him.

"Now, Chelsea, take his hand and as you repeat what I say, slip it on his finger." Chelsea nods and takes one of my hands in both of hers; my other falls to my side.

"With this ring, I thee wed." Nathan tells her softly.

"With this ring, I thee wed." Chelsea repeats as she slips the ring the ring delicately onto my finger. It's a bit cold and feels weird; but at the same time it makes my heart jump for joy.

"Your turn Vaughn." Nathan says as I take my mother's ring from him; no, not my mother's ring anymore. Chelsea's ring.

"With this ring, I thee wed." Nathan tells me exactly what he told Chelsea.

I take her small hand in mine. As I slip the ring onto her finger, I repeat the words while looking into her eyes. "With this ring, I thee wed."

A blush rises in her face. I find it quite adorable; and I'm excited for the next part.

"I now pronounce you husband and wife." Nathan calls out to the entire church. Then he turns to me slightly. "You may now kiss the bride."

Now that I was given permission, I don't hesitate. I sweep her up into my arms and kiss her warmly on the mouth. Happily, I swing her all around our little spot on the alter; forgetting completely about anything other than the fact that she was now mine.

Eventually, I do have to put her down. But when I do, I wink at her and give her a smile that was full of promise of more to come. She blushes as I lead her out of the church.

Once we're outside, the bright sunshine nearly blinds me. Soon everyone is coming up to us and congratulating us. We thank them, and through the entire thing, I don't let go of Chelsea once.

Soon everyone has spoken to us, and a bunch of the guys have kissed the bride on the cheek; though I grumbled at that.

Chelsea leans against me. "That was amazing."

I chuckle and lean down to kiss her gently. "You can say that again."

Softly she laughs and wraps her arms around my neck. "That was amazing." Then she kisses me softly.

Then I feel someone tugging on my leg. I break off my kiss with Chelsea and look down to see Ashlyn.

"Ashlyn?' I start. "What's wrong?"

Her eyes are full of tears, so I reluctantly let go of Chelsea and pick her up. "Sweetie, what's wrong?" I ask her again.

The tears leak down her face, and I glance at Chelsea to see that she's just as shocked as I am. Then Ashlyn sniffles out. "You're not my uncle anymore."

That makes me laugh. "I'll always be your uncle Ashlyn."

She sniffles again. "But you're happy."

Now I'm confused. But Chelsea is the one that speaks up. "What do you mean?"

"Mommy said that uncle is never happy. I hear her talking to daddy." Her face is completely innocent even though her face is tear-streaked.

I cuddle her close to my chest. "I'll always be your uncle Ashlyn. And mommy is wrong. I'm a very happy person."

That makes her smile. She kisses me on the cheek and then leaps from my arms to go running back to Julia.

I wrap my arm around Chelsea's waist and she leans into me. "So you're a happy person now are you?"

I chuckle. "Around you, it's hard to not to be."

Abruptly I hear wedding bells ring. Both Chelsea and I are startled, and we glance over to the pond. I'm shocked to see the Harvest Goddess standing there, ringing the wedding bells that no one had thought worked.

"Congratulations you two." Her voice floats over to us, and is surprisingly easy to hear. "I just know you'll live a long and happy life together."

With that she disappears. Chelsea leans closer to me and whispers. "Did you see that?"

I nod. "Yeah. Did you?"

She nods. "Yes."

I snort, even as I stand there in amazement. "I think we were just blessed by the Harvest Goddess."

She nods and then lays her head on my chest. "It would look that way wouldn't it?"

I smile and wrap my arms around her waist, placing my hands over her stomach. It was impossible to believe how much I had changed since I arrived on this Island three years ago. Impossible to believe my dad was really alive. Impossible to believe that I wasn't sick anymore. Impossible to believe that I could feel completely happy.

But as I turn Chelsea around and kiss her deeply on the lips, I find that it was easy to believe in this impossible love she gave me.

Me: Well, it's over now. *sighs* I guess that's it.

*crazed fangirl come up to me with a knife* It can't be over! We must see more of Vaughn!

Me: *shakes head sadly*I'm sorry.

Crazed Fangirl: *holds up knife threateningly* You must write a sequel! And I won't take no for an answer!

Me: *completely ignores the knife and smiles* A sequel? That's a great idea!

*I hop around excitedly and hug the crazed fangirl*

Me: Thank you so much! I love it! I'll call it Impossible Life. Yes, that will work!

*crazed fangirl stares at me in disbelief as I squeal like a fangirl*

Me: Oh yes; I'm also going to be posting hand-drawn pictures relating to this story on my profile soon, so please check it out! In the meantime, I must go write!

*I rush off and leave fangirl standing there with a knife*

Crazed Fangirl: WTF? *drops knife and walks away confused but excited for the sequel*