AN: I'm the worst person ever. No excuses could possibly serve, so I won't offer any but just say I'm so sorry for making you wait. If anyone is still reading/waiting, that is!

Admittedly, this is not my best chapter. But I figured it was better than no resolution.

"Goodbye!" "Bon voyage!" "Have a great time!" "Bring me a present!"

The felicitations of their friends rang in their ears as Danny and Lindsay's limo pulled away to take them to the hotel where Tony and Jess had gotten them a honeymoon suite as a present. They were also going to pick them up in the morning and drive them to the airport to catch their flight to France, but neither Danny nor Lindsay were thinking about their travels at this moment in time. There were things even more pleasant than the Mediterranean on their minds.

Danny carried Lindsay into the room, spun in a circle, and headed right towards the bed, where he placed her gently down. And was at an immediate loss as to how to get at his wife through all that dress. This is like prom night all over again…well, the veil is different. But Lindsay had already spotted the overnight bag she'd asked Jess to drop off earlier today and had scooted off the bed towards the bathroom.

"Montana, you can't leave me! It's our wedding night!"

"Hold your horses, cowboy. Patience is a virtue and trust me, it'll be worth it." And she shut the bathroom door in his face.

Danny spent an antsy ten minutes pacing around the suite, checking out the minibar, fiddling with the radio, and praying that Montana would just hurry up already. When she finally emerged, though, she knocked the breath right out of him. Yeah, it was worth the wait. She was wearing something white and gauzy that defied all description but made her look like a complete goddess. There were stockings involved, which pleased him to no end. And and AND she had on a white cowboy hat. Holy shit, holy shit…wait, I can think of something nicer to say than THAT…

"Lindsay Messer, you are the most stunning woman ever to walk the earth. No doubt about it-I am the luckiest person alive."

Lindsay had actually been thinking the same thing about her new husband, who was still wearing his tux. The bowtie was untied around his neck, which somehow made him look even better. How on earth did I end up with this incredibly hot man as MY husband? Men like him are supposed to end up with tall blonde Brazilian supermodels. She beamed as she strode sexily towards him. I'M the luckiest person alive.

Danny's eyes had a familiar gleam in them as he wrapped her in his arms and swept her off her feet. He purposely strode towards the bed and gently placed her back on it. "Now where were we, my magnificent Mrs. Montana Monroe-Messer?" His hand was back on her leg but where there was once tons of satin, there was now just a wisp of stocking. As he toyed with the top of her garter, he happily gazed at his wife. She in turn was running her fingers through his hair and lovingly looking up at him. She sighed happily and kissed him gently.

"Make love to me, husband." He didn't need to be told twice.

They'd gotten their crazy boot-knocking out of their system two nights earlier (well, not entirely out-that would probably never happen) and on such a momentous occasion as a wedding night Danny didn't exactly want to be handcuffed to the bed. So he kissed his wife back, gently and softly, first on her lips, then on her neck, then on her shoulder. He paused to slowly unbutton his shirt, laughing at the way Lindsay greedily watched him do so. When he shrugged off his tank top, Lindsay put her hand on his chest and actually purred in delight. I can't believe this is mine!

"You're pretty amazing yourself, young lady," he muttered as he slipped the strap of her negligee off her shoulder and resumed his ministrations. Lindsay's purring stopped and turned into a moan. Soon Danny was moaning too. Ohmygod, how does she always know just what to do to make me feel like that? I don't deserve this.

Soon the world moved and they were both calling out each other's name. Not shouting, like they usually did- now it was more reverent. Their love-making had been emotional and special before, but nothing had come close to the bond they'd had tonight.

"Wow, Montana," Danny panted as he rolled off of her. "Just…wow."

"Ditto." She was exhausted but ecstatic. "Oh, since you were on top the whole time I didn't get a chance to show you your wedding gift." Her eyes twinkled as she rolled onto her stomach, displaying to Danny his 4th favorite part of her body (#3 was what most straight men like quite a lot, #2 was her eyes, and #1 was of course her brain). There, right there on the right cheek were the words 'Property of Danny.' He laughed loudly.

"Holy shit, Montana! Is that real?" Better not be- not after she told me what a curse it is and besides, it kinda spoils the view!

"Of course not! I found a place that does customized temporary tattoos. I have a whole heap of them now- maybe I'll wear one every year on our anniversary. I've got some for you, too. They say 'Property of Lindsay' and one is going right here." She jokingly slapped her 5th favorite part of HIS body. "And maybe here." She gently caressed #3, which twitched and made Danny moan once more.

"God, you're amazing. This is fantastic." He stared at her ass some more and gently caressed the words there. It was silly, but it was also touching. "Don't forget, one goes here, too." He held her hand over his heart.

"I know." Let me show you that Danny is written over my heart, too…

Afterwards, as he held her in his arms and looked down at his exhausted but stunning wife, he was stuck by how lucky he was. He hadn't met the woman of his dreams: he met the woman he should have been dreaming of but didn't know he wanted. She'd made him change into a better, more mature man, and he'd helped her become a better, stronger woman. The emotions that were welling up in him were overwhelming. Holy shit, I might just cry if I'm not careful.

"Is it possible to die of happiness?" he whispered.

Lindsay's nose curled up as she thought. "Yes. I read about it. Too intense emotions can on very rare occasions lead to cardiac arrest." She smiled and kissed her husband's forehead. "If that happens tonight, I won't care. I'll die a very happy woman!"

"You're not getting out of your wedding vows that easy, woman. Yes, it's 'till death do us part' but I'm not letting you die on me anytime soon. We've got hopefully 70 years of wedded bliss ahead of us-thank you, science & technology!"

She chuckled and looked deep into his eyes. "You've got a deal, Cowboy." As they stared at each other, the impossible did happen: Danny's eyes got all misty. But so did Lindsay's. Soon they were both crying tears of joy while also laughing happily and holding on tightly to each other.

"We're going to be like this for the rest of our lives, Danny Messer. Just you wait. You'll always make me feel this way. There's no way this much love could ever fade." I can't believe I ever doubted this feeling. I'm so sure now.

"It's gonna grow, Montana. Just you watch. Boom: growing." Just enjoy the ride, Danny Messer. You don't deserve this kinda of life but somehow you ended up in Heaven. Enjoy the ride.

And they lived happily ever after. Not Disney happy, not sitcom happy. Actual marriage happy: some major fights and obstacles that they didn't think they'd get through but ultimately did. They laughed about those times later at their Golden Anniversary, years after they'd both retired (Lindsay had eventually taken over Mac's job) and surrounded by their 3 kids, many grandchildren, and all the friends that were still with them.

Flack had given another mortifying toast. Danny didn't even get angry.

THE END.