Author's Note: So, we're done. It's bittersweet. This is my first "epic" story to ever complete. My first "In Plain Sight" chapter story to be done. I'm glad I was able to finish it, but I'm sorry to see it go. Thank you to everyone that's hung on here with me. We're a small fandom, but we're loyal and I'm so glad to be a part of it.

Special thanks to ladypuercoloco, Angels-heart1, JJ2008, JMS529, BrittanyLS, BravoExpressions (who made me tear up a bit with that review, but I have to disagree that I write the sexy stuff well. LOL! Not that it stops me!), and Husky2014 for the reviews!

Epilogue

Three years later…

"Mary, are you sure that's the dress you want to wear?" Jinx asked, eying up the simple green dress hanging off the bathroom stall door. They were in the bathroom at the courthouse waiting for their appointment to get married.

"Yes, Mom," Mary sighed. She fussed with her hair in the mirror.

Jinx walked up behind her, hugging her from behind. "I'm so sorry that your sister couldn't make it."

Mary shrugged. It bothered her a lot that Brandi hadn't made the effort to come, but after spending the last three and a half years away with little contact, Mary wasn't exactly surprised. "She said she couldn't get out of work."

"Still…" Jinx smiled brightly. "Anyway, it doesn't matter. I'm here and Marshall's family and Em-"

"Hi, Mama!" Emma exclaimed, rushing into the bathroom, her dirty blond curls bouncing up and down. Five-year-old Caelan came rushing in behind her, trying to grab her hand to drag her back out.

Jinx squealed as she picked Emma up. "Oh, Princess! You look so adorable. Aren't you glad that Mommy let me pick out your beautiful dress?"

Emma glanced down at the green poofy dress that Jinx picked out to match her eyes. "Uh-huh."

"What were you eating, Munchkin?" Mary asked. She wet a paper towel and cleaned off Emma's face.

"Dad and Uncle John were letting the twins eat lollipops," Caelan explained. The family had dubbed Emma and Caelan's younger sister, Teagan, "the twinse" when they were young. Being only five months apart, they were extremely close, despite looking nothing alike. Teagan's dark hair and deep blue eyes made quite a contrast to Emma's hair and eyes.

"Thanks, tattletale," Amelia commented, walking into the bathroom with the other half of the twins. Like Mary, she cleaned Teagan's face with a paper towel. Caelan rolled his eyes at his mother, but grinned at his aunt when she gave him a thumbs up. "I saw that."

Teagan and Emma stuck their tongues out, repeating in unison, "Saw that."

Mary eyed Amme, carefully. "Are you sure you're not going to pop at this thing?"

Amelia ran her hands over her swollen stomach. "Pretty sure, yeah."

"I can't believe your having another one. Don't we have enough of these rugrats running around?" Despite her sarcasm, Mary had come to be a fantastic mom and aunt, never hesitating to jump in and play with the kids, though she drew the line at baby talk. Emma absolutely adored her and could often be seen trying to imitate her mother.

"Keep that up and I'll pop out a few more just to spite you," Amelia told her, her eyes lit up mischievously.

"Oh, you girls. Babies are a blessing." Jinx touched Amme's stomach. "Mary, are you sure you don't want another one of these?"

Mary's eyes rolled so far in the back of her head that Amelia was worried they wouldn't come back down. Her mother had started bugging her and Marshall when Emma was just six months old to have another. They had decided to take the "if it happens, it happens" approach. It hadn't happen yet, but Mary had been feeling off the last few days;the smell of coffee completely putting her off. Until she had proof, however, she was chalking it up to stress over the wedding. "Mom-"

Amelia stepped in between them. "Jinx, could you do me a favor and take the kids to the rest of the family? The twins won't listen to anyone like they listen to you. Just don't Louise that I told you that."

The twins ran circles around Jinx, but she puffed up with pride, especially being favorably compared to Louise. "Of course!" She grabbed Emma and Teagan's hands. "Come along, ladies. You, too, Caelan."

"Can you-" Amelia started.

"-help watch the twins?" Caelan finished with a wisdom beyond his years. Amelia tried to keep his responsibility of the younger kids to a minimum, but he had taken to being a big brother like a duck to water. "Sure, Mom."

Mary watched him leave the bathroom after Amelia gave him a big hug and kiss. She and Caelan had only deepened the bond that they had formed while she was on bed rest all those years ago. They spent nearly every Sunday morning picking up doughnuts for the rest of the family, just the two of them. "He's a good kid."

Amelia laughed. "Sometimes." She turned the dress. "Are you ready to get your dress on?"

"I don't know," Mary admitted, growing pale. "Why am I doing this?"

"Because Emma's going to preschool next year and you don't want to have to explain why you have different last names?" Amelia parroted back the answer that she had been given by Mary a few weeks ago. She was trying to keep the mood light.

Mary began to pace. "That is an insane reason to get married. How many kids have different last names than their mothers? We're happy. Why am I changing this?"

Amelia's eyes grew wide. "Mary-"

"It's okay," Marshall said, stepping into the bathroom. "I've got this."

Amelia nodded and waddled out the door. Mary turned to Marshall with fear, sorrow, and guilt all over her face. He grabbed her shoulders to stop her movement.

"Mary, if you don't want to do this, we can walk out that door right now. Nothing will change," he promised.

"All of your family is here," Mary cried.

Marshall shrugged. "So, we'll have a big family party instead. They won't care. They'll love you anyway."

Mary wiped away a tear that was threatening to fall. She squared her shoulders and raised her chin. "No, I want to do this."

"You're sure?"

"Yes," she replied, emphatically. After a beat, she looked away from him. "We should have had a big wedding."

Marshall's face scrunched up in confusion. "Why?"

She bit her lip. "Because you've always wanted a big wedding. You deserve a big wedding. You have always wanted to stand up and pronounce to the world that this is your wife. I know it's what you wanted."

"Mary," Marshall cupped her face, "the only thing that I want in this world is you."

"You're insane, you know."

Marshall smiled, inwardly breathing a sigh of relief. "There is definitely evidence to that fact. I am marrying you, after all."

Mary slapped his shoulder. "That's right. Now, get out of here so I can get dressed."

"Yes, ma'am!" He gave her a mock salute.

"How did you know that I would need to talk to you now?" Mary asked, suddenly realizing that he had shown up at the exact moment she needed him.

Marshall grinned. "Because, Sunshine, I know you."

Mary sighed. "Whatever you say, doofus."

THE END