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My Seasons 4&5 complete
A week later Aiden and Kyla are in his car on the way to Vegas. They see a sign that says, “Welcome to Las Vegas”
Aiden: Vegas!
Kyla: Wooooooohooooooooo! Vegas Baby!
The mood quickly shifts from joy to sorrow as Kyla has a new thought. Shit! …Glen has a point…what are we gonna do here since we can‘t gamble?
Aiden: We’ll think of something.
Kyla: Like what?
Aiden: Well, there are about a million wedding chapels in Vegas…we could work on makin you Mrs. Kyla Dennison?
Kyla: Excitedly For real?!
Aiden: Sure, it’s already happened in my dreams…feels right to me…you wanna? Smiles
Kyla: Blushing Yes Aiden, I’ll marry you! …, but not at one of those drive-thrus I wanna be able to walk down the aisle.
Aiden: Your wish is my command.
Aiden and Kyla are in a wedding chapel. Here Comes the Bride plays, as Kyla walks down the aisle holding a cheap bouquet provided by the chapel. She reaches the alter, and the preacher begins by providing them two gold wedding bands
Preacher: Place these rings on each other’s fingers and join hands. They do: Do you Aiden take thee Kyla to be your lawfully wedded wife…to have and to hold…for richer or poorer… in sickness, and in health…’til death do you part?
Aiden: I do!
The Preacher now asks the same of Kyla: Do you Kyla take Aiden to be your lawfully wedded wife…to have and to hold…for richer or poorer… in sickness, and in health…’til death do you part?
Kyla: I do! Kyla starts crying Aiden does his best to wipe the tears away, but Kyla is overcome with joy, and can’t stop completely.
Preacher: Then, by the power vested in me by the state of Nevada…I now pronounce you Mr. and Mrs. Aiden Dennison…to Aiden: You may kiss the bride!
Aiden dips Kyla, and plants a big kiss on her.
The next day at Aiden and Kyla’s Hotel…Kyla exits her and Aiden‘s room. She spots a familiar face.
Kyla wearing a maid’s uniform: Carmen?
Carmen: Kyla? Wow, this is a small world huh?
Kyla: Uh yeah, I guess so…what’re you doin here? I mean, I can see you’re workin here, but what brought you here?
Carmen: I never stay in one place too long so, when your sister kicked me out, I decided to get out of L.A. so I made my way here…I also never had much fashion sense…hints the maid thing…this hideous uniform suites me well. Laughs: What ‘bout you? What’re you doin’ here?
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