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Nicole sat in shock. The question still running laps within her mind. ‘Will you marry me?’ Waverly had asked her just seconds ago. The pure joy and fear was something that Nicole had never experience in her entire life. She had an answer, she willed the answer to leave her lips. To flow into the heart of Waverly so she knew that Nicole was hers. “I can’t go on another deployment and not have you as my wife, Nicole.” Waverly’s eyes began to tear up with worry. “Please say something?”

Instead, Nicole leaned back to her night stand and pulled a small box from inside it. A small, red velvet box sat in Nicole’s hands as she looked down at Waverly, a dimpled smile falling sweetly across her lips. Nicole softly untied the red silk bow that held the box shut and pulled the lid back to reveal two rings. Waverly didn’t speak, just stared at the rings, examining them. They were a very simple band that looked to be a dark metal with meteorite inlay. One was a thicker band then the other. The smaller band had a diamond that was inset into the meteorite. “You really know how to ruin a surprise...” Nicole finally got out.

“Huh?”

“I was going to propose tomorrow night, Waves.”

Waverly put her hand on the back of Nicole’s neck and pulled her forward to where their foreheads were touching. “You didn’t answer my question...”

“Yes, Waverly. A million times yes.” Nicole whispered, afraid that any loud noise may wake her from this dream.

Waverly smiled so big that the corner of her eyes wrinkled in excitement. “Yay!”

Nicole pulled the smaller of the two rings out of the box and took Waverly’s left hand in hers, gently taking off the promise ring and sliding on the engagement ring. Waverly went to do the same with Nicole’s ring but instead of her left hand, Nicole insisted it go on her right. “It’s...it’s a family tradition from my family in Ireland. When you get married, you wear your rings on opposite hands, that way when you hold hands, your rings touch, completing the love between the two partners. ...I know its cheesy and stupid but it’s the only thing I have left to hold to from my family.” Waverly smile never left her face and she shook her head and slipped the ring onto Nicole’s right hand.

“Not stupid at all. I love it, Cole.” A very naked Waverly slipped onto Nicole’s lap, straddling her. Waverly wrapped her arms around Nicole’s neck. “So, when can we get married?”

“As soon as possible.” Nicole placed her arms around Waverly’s waist and rested her hands on the small of Waverly’s very exposed back.

“Hm...I think I have something I want to do a bit more than that right now.” Waverly smirked as she placed her hand to the middle of Nicole’s chest and shoved her backwards onto the bed before staring down at her. Waverly pulled her lower lip in between her teeth as she looked down at the beauty before her. “I can’t believe I get to call you my wife.”

“Believe it baby. I’m all yours.” With that, Waverly’s lips were crashing into Nicole’s. This kiss was like no other. There was so much passion, love and want behind it that neither wanted to let this moment go.
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Three days had passed since Waverly had asked Nicole to marry her and they had yet to leave the house. Nicole stood in the kitchen, wearing only a button up pajama shirt, that left little to the imagination. Her hair hung down over her left shoulder as she cooked breakfast for the couple.

Smiling as arms slipped around her waist from behind, “Baby, you could have slept longer, I was making you pancakes and eggs.”

“Mmm, but how could I sleep when my fiancee is out here looking so damn sexy.” Waverly took a step back to look at her fiancee.

“God, you know what calling me that does to me.” Nicole groaned.

“Mmm, a little sore, Sheriff? Having a hard time keeping up?”

Nicole spun around, grabbing Waverly by the wrists and pinning her against the fridge. Nicole held her wrists above her head, grazing her lips against Waverly’s. “Let’s make one thing perfectly clear, Petty officer, I have NO problem keeping up.” Nicole kissed Waverly hard, releasing her wrists. Waverly’s arms instantly found their home around Nicole’s neck, fingers tangling in the long red hair, pushing and pulling, wanting nothing more than to control the kiss. Nicole’s hands slipped down to Waverly’s thighs, picking her up, holding her tightly against the fridge as Waverly’s legs locked behind Nicole’s back. Waverly tugged at Nicole’s hair as Nicole kissed down her jaw and onto her neck and then her collarbone, sucking slowly so that she would leave a possessive mark.

“C...Cole...mmmm.” Waverly panted out as Nicole’s free hand cupped Waverly’s breast through her oversized shirt.

“You’re so fucking hot, Waves.” Nicole breathed out between licks and bites on Waverly’s collarbone.

“Cole...”

“Yeah, baby?” Nicole stopped and looked up at her. “You ok?”

Waverly pressed her forehead against Nicole’s, tears welling in her eyes. “I don’t want to leave you.”

Nicole pressed herself tighter against Waverly, holding her as close as she could. “I know baby. I don’t want you to leave either but it’ll be over before you know it. And then you’ll be home again, in my arms where you belong.”

“Doc’s funeral is tomorrow. And I leave in 5 days.”

“Yup. And our wedding is in two days. Sorry bout your luck.” Nicole smirked as she joked.

“I think my luck is going pretty well. A beautiful home, a sweet little kitty, a wife who loves me more than anything. I’d say I’m the luckiest woman in the world. Well second to you, you’re marrying me after all.” Waverly teased back as a few tears slipped down her cheeks.

“I need you promise me something though, Waves. Please?”

“Anything.”

“I need you to come home to me. Alive, Waves. Not in a body bag. I need you alive and well and happy. I have plans for us, you know.”

“Oh, do you?”

“Of course. We already have the house and the fur baby. Our future is bright babe. So bright I need sunglasses.”

“And what does our future look like?”

Nicole carried Waverly to the couch, where the two sat down, Waverly in Nicole’s lap. “Well, I see 3 kids running around in our front yard. One of them is Wyn’s.” Nicole proudly stated. “We are happily married and have a very hard time keeping our hands off of each other.”

“Mmmm, I like the sound of this so far.”

“We have weekly family BBQ. Not just us and our kids but all of our family. Wyn, Dolls, Maggie, Erin, Jethro, Chrissy, Jeremy, Robin, Gus. All of them. Our whole family.”

“And what did you see for our wedding day?”

“Hmm....I see you in a beautiful lace dress, very rustic country with a rose headpiece. I’m in a white dress that makes you want to tear it off of me right then and there. Our vows, wow, did we do a good job.”

“Oh? And what did you say?”

“I talk about how when we first met I knew I was in going to marry you. I knew you were it for me. I talk about how much your love means to me. How much I love you. You know, mushy stuff.”

“I like the mushy stuff, Sheriff.”

“Oh, don’t I know it, baby.”

“And where did the wedding take place?”

“On the homestead. Yeah, while no good event ever took place at the homestead, this was the first one. No interruptions. Nothing. And our wedding night....oh boy. You thought the last 3 days were crazy, it’s nothing compared to our wedding night.”

“Oooo, color me intrigued.”

“Lots of toys. Lots of sex. Lots of me telling you how much I love my wife.”

“I could get use to that.”

“You better because I plan to spend the rest of my life telling you every moment of every day just how much I love you, Waverly Earp.”

“Guess we better talk about our last names, huh?”

“I am interested to know you’re thoughts on it.”

“I pride myself on being an Earp and never thought that I would change it but taking the name Haught, I know how you feel about it.”

“Every thing I love is an Earp. I wouldn’t mind taking your last name. Honestly, I don’t want to be associated with Haught anymore.”

“We could go with Haught-Earp.” Waverly wiggled her eyebrows and Nicole laughed.

“So much teasing would happen and you know it.”

“That’s not a no.” Waverly leaned forward and kissed Nicole softly. “I don’t care what my last name is as long as I get to call you my wife.”

Nicole’s grin became a soft smile that stretched from ear to ear. “I love you, Waverly Earp. So. Fucking. Much.”

Waverly caressed Nicole’s cheek tenderly, rubbing her thumb against the soft skin of her cheek. “And I love you, Nicole.”

Nicole pulled Waverly into her more, wrapping her arms tightly around the smaller woman, burying her face into her hair and inhaling deeply. “Mmmm.”

Waverly giggled at the action. “What are you doing?”

“Making a memory.” The action was simple but more intimate than Nicole had intended.

“A good one, I hope.”

“Always a good one with you, Waves. I love you with everything that I am. Every ounce of my soul belongs to you. It has since the day I ran into you at the airport. My heart has been yours since the second we touched. You have been my light in this world that has been so dark.”

Tears threatened to break through the barriers at the edge of Waverly’s eyes, a smile forming so bright. “Are you telling me your vows now?”

“Your smile is so bright, the night sky becomes day.” Waverly laughed a little. “And your laugh. Your laugh is like Christmas.”

“There’s that Haught charm you’ve always told me about. Bout time I finally saw it. After all this time.” Waverly teased.

“Oh this just goes to show that you’re only marrying me for my body.”

“100 percent, love. 100 percent.” Waverly ran her hands down Nicole’s chest, gently tugging on her buttons. “This is completely in the way.”

“Is it now?” Nicole playfully swatted at Waverly’s hands. “Shouldn’t we stop with the pre-martial sex prior to the wedding?”

Waverly’s eyebrows arched in surprise. “What? You’re telling me you don’t want to make love to me, Nicole Haught?” Waverly went to get off Nicole’s lap but Nicole laughed and pinned Waverly to the couch and started to kiss her.

“We’ve never been one to follow the ‘rules’” Nicole smirked.

“I love you, Cole. I really want you to know that.”

“I know baby. I know.”