Three Months Later…

Sam peeked out behind the curtain and gasped at the number of people who were sitting down in their seats, waiting for the wedding march to start.

"Lots of people?" Phoebe asked nervously. Sam nodded. "Is the musician getting ready?" Sam nodded again. "Oh, Sam!!!" Phoebe looked like she was about to die of nerves. "What if I trip while I'm walking up the aisle? What I rip my dress? What if I drop the ring and it gets lost forever?!" she looked horrified at the thought.

The younger woman rolled her eyes at Phoebe. "Phoebe, just shut up and calm yourself." She placed her hands firmly on Phoebe's shoulder, and told her, "You're not going to trip, or rip your dress, or drop the ring. You're the most graceful person I know, and you look beautiful. But if you start crying right now, you're going to ruin your make-up, which Winona worked so hard on this morning, and she's going to kill you." Sam smirked. "Wouldn't you love that for a wedding day?"

Phoebe closed her eyes and took in a deep breath, as if to steady herself. "I can always count on you, Sam," Phoebe said. "Or should I say… little sister-in-law?"

"Sis works too," Sam said. "Only that's what Steven calls me. 'Little Sis'."

Suddenly, music started playing, only it wasn't the wedding march. It was the cue for the bridesmaids and flowergirls to start walking up the aisle. The flowergirls were Flannery's little sister, Winona's little sister, Roxanne's little sister, and Erica's little sister, looking radiant in little pink dresses that matched the ribbons in their hair and the pink rose petals in their white baskets.

Flannery, dressed in a scarlet dress, Sidney, her escort at her side, winked at Phoebe. "Looks like it's my turn, Phoebz," Sidney said. "Don't trip, or anything," he said hastily, and tucked Flannery's arm in his, as they stepped through the curtains and walked up the aisle and took their spots up on the platform.

Next, dressed in an orange dress, was Topaz, her brown hair in a knot at the back of her head, a few tendrils escaping. James, her escort, tried to crack a joke. "I didn't think you'd look this pretty," he said. Topaz rolled her eyes at him, and he switched tracks. "Although, I know that you're the prettiest girl here ever," he protested, as she tucked her arm in his, giving him a look as they started walking forward.

Amber and Mason were next. Amber was wearing a sunny yellow dress, and she beamed at Phoebe. "You look beautiful!" Amber cooed, before she and Mason walked up the aisle.

I guess you can see where we're going here, with the color coding. RAINBOW STYLE. Steven thought it was tacky, but Phoebe insisted, and well… here they are now.

Lina, Drake's daughter, was wearing a pale green dress that didn't look tacky green, or lime green, or sea green (thank God), with Skye as her escort. She took a deep breath, and beamed at Phoebe. "I agree with Amber! You look great, sis!" she smiled at Skye, who smiled back at her, and they walked up the aisle.

Next up, was Winona and Wallace. Winona had begged to be the one wearing blue. The two looked entirely sweet together, and, even though neither had confirmed it, everyone was sure that they would be celebrating another wedding soon. After a wink at Phoebe, the two walked up.

Then it was Sam's turn, the Maid of Honor. Gary appeared out of nowhere, wearing a suit, kissed her briefly on the cheek, and whistled at her. "You look good." He marvelled.

Sam twirled around for him, and laughed. It was a light purple, yet not lavender, dress. Her hair was up. "Not my day, but the bride's," Sam reminded him, before tucking her arm through his. Phoebe waved feebly, and gulped. Sam sighed. "Don't give yourself a heart attack on your wedding day."

"Right." Phoebe gulped again. "Will do."

Gary squeezed Sam's hand, and they walked through the curtains and into the big room where Steven and Phoebe would officially become husband and wife.

She saw all the Hoenn, Sinnoh, Kanto, and Johto gym leaders, and the Elite Four. She saw her – foster – mom and dad, and they smiled at her. Seated next to Norman was his wife, May, Drew, Max, Ash, Brock, and also saw Julia and Harley somewhere else, and raised her eyebrows when she saw they were holding hands… Hmmm… something to talk about during the reception, Sam thought gleefully. She looked up ahead and saw Steven, dressed in a white tuxedo, and looking even more nervous than Phoebe was.

"Please, go and reassure my brother that everything's okay before I get involved," Sam whispered to Gary.

He nodded, and smirked. They had reached the head of the aisle, where they separated to the separate sides. Sam took her space near the place where Phoebe would be, and Gary went next to Steven.

"Sam says to calm down or she'll kill you," Gary said, half-laughing.

From behind the curtains, Phoebe started hyperventilating. Why… Why am I so nervous? I should be happy… and I am… but… is this a bride thing? Is this because I'm so scared of messing up this sacred ceremony? Yup. Guess that's it… Phoebe thought nervously, starting to chew up her index fingernail, and realized that her manicure would be ruined. "Mmmmmmmmmm!" Phoebe muffled her scream behind her hands.

She was aware of someone rubbing her back, and turned around to see Glacia and Drake there, smiling warmly at her. Since Phoebe's parents weren't around, Glacia and Drake would be the ones to give her away to the groom. They were, in a way, sort of parents towards Phoebe.

"Calm down, Phoebe," Glacia said. "I've never seen you this nervous, dear…"

"Believe me," Phoebe said. "Neither have I…"

"You know what?" Drake said smiling. "You're nervous now… but when you step out there, it'll all be gone. Trust me."

"Nothing in the world could calm – " Steven stopped hissing at Gary when the wedding march struck up.

Steven lost his breath, and his heart almost flew out the window, when Phoebe, his beautiful bride, stepped out of the curtains, almost timidly, with Drake and Glacia flanking her at either side. Then they locked eyes.

Phoebe, for the first time, had her hair completely down, down to her mid-back, slightly wavy, her pink flower replaced by two huge white flowers. Her dress was sleeveless, with a full skirt.

Her veil wasn't that extrvagant, and her dress had no dramatic train that had little children holding it up to make sure the bride wouldn't trip. But it was her; just being there, just knowing that she hadn't run out on him at the last minute, that calmed him down almost immediately.

Gary and Sam smiled at Steven, although he didn't notice.

Phoebe was also feeling the same that Steven was feeling. Standing there, in his tuxedo, looking at her as if she was the only person in the world, made her feel calm. She loved him truly, with all her heart and soul.

There was no doubt that he felt the same.

Before Phoebe had even realized it, they were already at the end of the aisle, and Steven was still there. Smiling, Drake handed her over to Steven.

The minute their hands touched… it felt as if everything was alright with the world.

Sam smiled dreamily at Steven and Phoebe. They look so cute together, I could just die… She sighed. Happy endings really do happen, do they? That's a good thing. I wonder if there's a happy ending for me and Gary?

As she thought this, she looked over at him, and he caught her eye and winked. She smiled back. There's gonna be a happy ending, I can feel it. Even though I don't know when it'll be, but there will be a happy ending.

"You may now kiss the bride." The ceremony was over as quickly as it had started, and Sam saw Glacia getting out a tissue and wiping her eyes with it.

Steven and Phoebe just stared at each other for a long time, smiling at each other. It was Phoebe who had leaned forward, though, and kissed him firmly on the mouth. Steven smiled into the kiss, and Phoebe leaned back. "I… I love you," Steven whispered, only for her ears.

"Like I do," Phoebe said, admiring her new wedding ring, a gold band with one solitaire diamond in the centre, two other diamonds flanking it. "I'm so… happy," she said, voice quaking with emotion.

He smiled gently at her, and took her arm, and led her back down the aisle.

The reception was at Steven's house, one newly purchased as a gift from his dad, Mr. Stone. It was in Lilycove, not in the town vicinity, but somewhere near the beach, something that Mr. Stone knew that Steven and Phoebe would love.

Sam had never been there, but it… was big. It was three stories high, with a big front yard and backyard. It had about six bedrooms all in all; one on the ground floor, three on the second floor, and two on the upper floor. "This isn't a house, it's a mansion!" Sam exclaimed.

The reception was outside, in the big front yard, and everyone was having a really good time. Seated at one table was the gang, Skye, Mason, James, Topaz, Amber, Gary and Sam. They hadn't seen each other for about two months prior to the wedding, so catching up was made.

"Did you know," Topaz said excitedly, her long – now straight – brown hair falling over her shoulders, framing her face, "That James makes a magnificent coordinator?"

"Well," Sam said, laughing. "I just hope that he doesn't bore the audience with his bad jokes," she smirked.

Amber grinned at that. "He is really good. I saw one of his contests, and I have to agree; he's amazing!" she grinned. "I'll get in touch with you, Sam, maybe he'll be joining the Grand Festival. I heard they're hosting it in Oldale this year."

"Are you kidding me?" Mason asked. "Oldale has a stadium?"

"Actually, it's under construction now," Gary clarified. He visited Sam a lot more lately in her Oldale home. But now that Steven had his own house now, he was willing to share – if and only if Sam wanted to respect his and Phoebe's privacy. "Looks pretty big, too."

Everyone was starting to dance, and Gary turned to Sam. "Hey, it's been a pretty long time since our last dance…" he smiled at her. "Wanna dance with me?"

Sam smiled at him. "Sure."

Steven and Phoebe were watching the party from their veranda. They had escaped and were now comfortably on higher ground. They saw Sam and Gary on the dance floor, dancing comfortably with each other.

"I worry for her," Steven said thoughtfully.

"Who?" Phoebe raised an eyebrow at him. "Sam?" she smiled at him. "Everything's done. She's normal now, like you wanted."

"I wasn't talking about that," he said slowly. Phoebe followed his gaze and saw Sam with Gary.

"Oh… that part of her life," Phoebe said pointedly. "Stop worrying, then." She laughed. "Gary's a really nice guy, who loves your sister and takes care of her." He was quiet, so Phoebe just squeezed his arm. "Trust me."

Steven smiled at her. "Thanks, Phoebe. But… I just don't want her to be hurt… if he doesn't love her anymore."

"That won't – can't happen." Phoebe said fimrly. "Gary wouldn't do that to her."

"Right. I gotta have a little more faith, right?" Steven mumbled.

"Don't worry about them." She said again, and Steven smiled at her and wrapped his arms around her.

"Gary, I'm tired," Sam said. "Can we stop dancing now?"

"Sure, Sam," he complied, and they sat down at a table. "Hey," he said quietly. "Can we talk?"

"Here we go again with this," Sam said, half laughing.

"Actually, I believe last time it was, 'Can we walk'? not 'can we talk'." He smiled at her, and she got a sick feeling in her stomach.

"Is it bad?"

"Bad?" he looked confused. "Of course not. You think I'd…" he realized what she was thinking, and leaned down so he could touch his forehead to hers. "I'm not going to break up with you, Sam… not now, not ever."

She smiled hesitantly at him, and reached for his hand. "Right. So let's talk."

He led her outside the party tent, near the beach. It was almost midnight, and the sky looked beautiful. She sat down on the sand, and smiled peacefully. "You're ruining your dress and getting sand mixed in with the sparkles."

"I know," she laughed. Gary sat down next to her.

Both of them were silent for a while, and both of them were thinking the same thing. This is the first time we've been alone… as in ALONE… since the Spirit Sage incident. The first time we get to be… normal, and we can stay as long as we want, because there are no psychotic leaders of organizations who want to ruin our lives.

"I like this feeling," Sam said. Gary smiled, and knew what she was talking about. "I can just… stay here, with you, and I won't be scared that some psycho won't drug me or anything. I like being here with you…" she added shyly, and put her head on his shoulder.

Gary shifted his body so that he could place an arm around her shoulders. She grinned. "I actually feel like a normal girl, who's on her first date with her normal boyfriend."

"You are normal," Gary pointed out. "And this, technically, isn't our first date."

"What is 'a date' to you?" Sam asked, wrinkling her nose. "Riding a Rayquaza when I'm about to die? Kissing me when I'm possessed? Or having a little walk around my subconsciousness?"

Gary rolled his eyes. "I think our first date was… hmm… hiking through Petalburg forest. Woods. Whatever."

"It was?"

"It was when I realized how much I cared for you," Gary said, turning red.

"Really?" Sam smiled up at him. "That early?"

"When did you realize, hm?" Gary asked, sticking his tongue at her.

"Hmmm…" Sam closed her eyes in concentration. "Remember when I was kidnapped – the first time, anyhoo, and I was cornered by Maxie and Archie… and then you showed up?"

"How could I forget?" he grumbled.

"Anyway, when you showed up… I don't know how to describe it. It was like… the world stopped turning. Then I was thinking, here's the guy who would go through anything – literally anything, to save me."

"And you were right…"

"Yeah."

The two enjoyed a comfortable silence together. Because this is what a couple is supposed to be like… having the thickest silence in the world, and still understand what's going on between them.

"You guys…"

Gary and Sam turned around and saw Skye, Amber, Mason, Topaz and James smiling at them. "Enjoying some private time?" James teased.

"Actually, come and join us," Sam said. "Looks like it's the gang again."

Everyone sat down on the sand, watching the moon high in the sky. "I'm glad it's over," Amber sighed happily.

"It isn't over," Skye and Sam said at the same time. Surprised, the two looked at each other, trying to find out what the other meant.

"What are you guys talking about?" Mason asked, making a face.

"There's still another Spirit Sage out there," Sam said. "Even though it's gone from my body… it's in anyone of us. Any one who was near me when Palkia and Dialga took the spirit from me."

"You mean… it could be in me?" Topaz asked.

"Or me?"

"Or me?"

"It's in me," Skye said firmly. Everyone was quiet.

"You're not serious, are you, Skylar?" Amber asked. "How could you possibly know that?"

"I just know," he replied. "It was the minute that Sam opened her eyes… I felt as if something had just run into me, and stayed in there. I feel different now. I just…"

Sam reached over and squeezed his arm. "No matter what happens, we're always going to be here for you, Skye. Even if we crushed MARGE for good, there's no telling what could happen from now on."

"Yeah. And just like we were there for Sam, we'll help you," Mason agreed, nodding.

Skye smiled a little, but he was really happy inside. Because, no matter what happened… he'd be okay, because he had his friends.

AWWWWWWW. It's DONE! :c I really though it'd be longer. But at least there's a sequel… YAY!

The ending was kinda corny and stuff, but at least it was 'AN ENDING'. Hahaha. Just kidding. Besides, I didn't want to end the story with Sam and Gary kissing or something, because that was how the last chapter added. I don't like repeating myself.

And… there's a new Spirit Sage in town named Skye Storne. Oooh. Actually, I was really, truly planning for GARY to be the Spirit Sage, but then at the last minute, I typed Skye's name in. I have good feelings about making Skye the Spirit Sage. Good feelings. I just hope I'm right.

I'd like to thank EVERYONE who loves this story and kept me going for the past year that I've been working on this story. You guys are thankful. I'd especially like to that the faithful ones:

Serpent's Ballet – your reviews never fail to make me laugh, you've created a really good character for me that I loved to hate, and then just loved. Hahaha! (creator of SKYE STORNE)

Your Romeo – you receive the longest reviews award! Thanks for telling me what you like about the story, and what you think is funny. (creator of MASON RIDER)

thebeats – thanks for all your reviews, PM's, and advice on what I should do! That, and thanks for adding to my cast of OC's that I love, and thanks for the advice along the way. (creator of AMBER and TOPAZ STONE)

WolfSummoner93 – thanks for encouraging me to update, reviewing, and giving me another character, hahaha. (creator of JAMES EVENS)

Distant-Moon – thank you so much for giving me your insights on Gary and Sam. And for the addition to the cast. (creator of JULIA EVERGREEN)

MrMissMrsRandom – I like reading your reviews, because they tell me what you like, what's funny, and what you want to know. (creator of LINA MARKSON)

Special Credits to the following reviewers…

xEmilia

PerlaNemesis

MISTALI

talkstoangels77

Midori Nyoko

Holy Star

Sorry, sorry, SORRY if your name isn't in here. I just really tried to mention the ones who reviewed a lot. Sorry if you were kinda left out or something.

Well, I officially have to change the status of this story to… 'completed'. So. Read the sequel, please review, and have a good life.

For the last time in this story…

Ja~