~Y/N POV~

We were still on the road as Otis and I took turns driving. Wolfie and Baby had to sleep while we drive, just to save their energy.

Many hours later, we made it to Mexico.

I wanted to wake Baby up and get her to see the sign, but I thought she needed the sleep, so I let her rest her eyes.

~12 Hours Later~

We managed to find a little village in Mexico, where there was a church and some buildings that looked like they dated back to the 1800s. Not to mention that there were people painting their faces like skeletons.

That was when I realized they were celebrating "Day of The Dead", where they celebrate their ancestors or some shit. Like, I've forgotten about stuff like this, but I still do remember how to speak Spanish and use it when I have to.

When we stopped, Otis was looking while Wolfie was in the RV, Baby was stretching, and I was on the rooftop looking for pigs who managed to get past the border and try to take us back to the clink.

Otis: Well, if we were looking to hide out in the a
arm pit of La Cucaracha next to the cunt end of nowhere, I'd say mission accomplished. Does look like there's a party going on down there.

Y/N: It's not just a party. It's a celebration of their ancestors. It's called "Day of The Dead", which would explain the face paint and whatnot they have on.

Otis: You do know your shit, Y/N. How's your Spanish?

Y/N: ¿Cómo es esto por lo bueno que es mi español?

Otis: The fuck did you say?

Y/N: How's this for how good my Spanish is?

Otis: Goddamn! You're good at that.

Y/N: Gracias, hermano.

Otis: And what the fuck is that supposed to mean?

Y/N: Thank you, brother.

Otis: Oh!

Baby: Well, that sounds sexy!

Y/N: Maybe, but not as sexy as you, hermana.

Otis: Okay, cut it out. Let's over there.

Y/N: Hey, there's some kinda hotel down there. Maybe we can stay there for a few days before we make our next move.

Baby: Let's go then!

I got off the RV and Baby started fake punching me because of how insane she's gotten.

After going back into the RV, we drove into the village, where some people were wondering who we were, but when we drove up to the hotel's entrance, we got out and we walked up to the guy who's sitting outside of it.

I decided to do the talking, just to keep everything unsuspicious.

Y/N: You run this joint?

Owner: Run this joint? I own this joint. I am Carlos. I'm king of Durango. I am a councilman, alderman, fireman, policeman, and sometimes, when necessary, I am the undertaker.

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Baby: Who died and made you king of Mexico?

Carlos: Huh? What do you mean by that?

Y/N: I apologize for her rudeness, but can we get down to some business? We need a room, just for a few days.

Carlos: Ah, well, you have come to the right place. I got the best motherfucking room in all Durango for you. Sebastian. Sebastian! Get your lazy ass out here and help carry the lady's bag.

Then, this little person, not calling him the m-bomb since I got morals, who has an eyepatch, took her bag as we walked into our room, which looked so cool. The painting was everywhere and it had a lot of stuff that was very interesting to look at.

After we settled down, we had to sit and take in all of what we're surrounded by at the moment.

Winslow: What do you think? Any of them recognize us?

Y/N: Let's hold off on that. You did say no one's looking for us so let's keep that in mind until otherwise.

Otis: Like the way you're thinking.

Baby: Man, Mexico sucks.

Y/N: Don't be like that. Remember, it's only for few days and then we can try to figure out what to do next. Do you trust me?

Baby: I trust you, Y/N. I trust you because I love you.

I kiss her head as we sat around just doing nothing until it was nighttime.

Baby decided to go up on the rooftops and watch the party from up there as Otis and Wolfie looked to go to the saloon, but before they did, I had to talk to Otis.

Y/N: Hey, Otis.

Otis: Yeah?

I pulled out the ring and his eyes were as big as saucers.

Otis: You're finally gonna do it?

Y/N: That's right, but how should I do it?

Otis: Be yourself. It's what she loves about you, anyway.

I was conflicted on that as I had to think about what I was going to say to her.

Otis: Listen, Y/N. Ever since you took charge as a leader, you've managed to become a great member of the family. I supported the idea when we were escaping the pigs the first time, why would I wanna take it back? Like Winslow said, make her your queen. It's been far too long since we've gone to jail and you don't wanna pass this up.

Y/N: I will.

Otis and I embraced as he went downstairs to join Wolfie as I saw the stairs to the rooftops, where Baby was.

It was quite the steps, but I was able to get up there.

As soon as I walked up rooftops, there she was, my Baby, wearing the Native American chief hat along with her white dress, sitting down, kicking her legs, humming some song, and looking at the moonlight.

When I walked up to her, and put my hand on her shoulder, but she jumped.

Baby: Oh, Y/N. You scared me.

Y/N: Sorry.

I sat down next to her as we looked at the night sky.

It was beautiful, but not nearly as beautiful as my girlfriend.

Y/N: What were you doing up here? Are you gonna join Winslow and Otis for some fun?

Baby: I am, but I just needed time to myself until you came up.

Y/N: If you want me to leave, I can do that.

Baby: No. It's okay. You're my boyfriend, anyway.

I sat still as I put her hand in mine. Her hand just felt so soft and I can't believe it's this long since I was given Otis', Cutter's, and Karen's blessing to ask her and I never got to do that for the past decade.

Y/N: You know, we did it. We're free from the law, we're in Mexico, we can start our own lives here, no problem.

Baby: But Y/N, do you ever think maybe it's not worth it?

Y/N: What do you mean?

Baby: I don't know, anything.

Then, I heard a sniff from Baby and I had to wonder what was going on.

Y/N: Baby, are you okay?

Baby: I'm fine.

Y/N: Look at me.

She looked at me and her eyes watering and I knew what was going on.

Then, she looked down and started crying as I immediately hugged her. She cried into my shoulder as I felt doing the same, but I held my tears back, just for her sake.

I had to bring up the one person she was probably thinking about before I got up here.

Y/N: You're thinking about Cutter, aren't you?

Baby(sniffle): Yes.

Y/N: He had a pretty good run. Looked great too. We all die eventually, but we never know when our time comes.

Baby: That's true. But everybody's gone, it's just the four of us.

Y/N: Maybe, but legends never die. Not one like Cutter. And Baby?

Baby: Yeah?

Y/N: There's been something I've been wanting to do for the past decade, and I never had the chance.

Baby: What is it?

Y/N: Let me stand you up.

I pulled Baby up, away from the edge, where no one can see us.

I held her hands as she looked so beautiful with the moonlight shining on her.

She looked too perfect and it was definitely the right time to propose to her, even if we're on the roof.

I started speaking...

Y/N: Baby, since the first time I met you, I did feel intimidated at first, but I haven't felt so happy. Since then, I've been wanting to be the best boyfriend I can be and prove that I'm loyal to this family.

Baby: ...

Y/N: I did get the blessing from Otis, Winslow, Karen, even Cutter as they knew how much you mean to me as you mean to them. If Karen, RJ, Hugo, Tiny, even Cutter were here, they would've loved it, as well as seeing the two of us, just both of us tonight in Mexico.

Baby: (tearing up)

Y/N: Baby, you're my backbone, you're my best friend, my life, my love, and, after a decade and being on the run from pigs wanting to put us in the clink for life...

She giggled while she had tears coming down her face as I was close to saying the ultimate thing that will make her cry with joy.

Y/N: ...I want to spend the rest of my life with you.

I let go of her hands, dropped down to one knee, and pulled out Karen's engagement ring.

Almost immediately, Baby covered her mouth, to keep herself from screaming, as I smirked with confidence while my eyes were watering as well.

Y/N: I've been waiting to ask you this for so long and I finally got to do it: Vera-Ellen Wilson, will you marry me?

She nodded before saying the one thing I've been wanting to hear, after a decade on the run and going through so many obstacles in our path, Baby Firefly, the love of my life, she said...

Baby: YES!

She grabbed my head with full force and kissed me as I returned to her. We then hugged after a couple pecks on each other's lips.

I put the ring on her finger, and what do you know? It was...

Baby: A perfect fit.

Y/N: Seems like it was made to fit you.

Baby: You mean?

Y/N: This was mama's engagement ring. She gave it to me after I was given her blessing. That means...

I started tearing up as I was saying this...

Y/N: She's here with us. Through that.

We hugged again as some fireworks went off in the background and we went down to get fucked up and do some fucked up shit.

~Otis POV~

As I was just smokin' a fuckin' joint and just drinking a couple shots with Wolfie, I saw Y/N and Baby walk into the bar and I saw something on my sister's finger.

I smiled and said out loud...

Otis: Goddamn.

Winslow: What is it, brother?

Otis: Look at Baby's hand. You see that fuckin' shit?

Winslow looked very closely and he was smirking with joy.

Winslow: I'll be damned.

Otis: He fuckin' did it, brother. Baby deserved him more than every guy she's been with. They never had any balls to treat her rite, and Y/N's perfect for her.

Winslow: And what's his story?

Otis: He was an outsider, worthless, the third wheel. When I first met him, he had a group at assholes but something about him sparked an interest in me. When his stupid friend Jerry wanted to know about Dr. Satan, Y/N just lost interest in finding out where it was, he didn't care anymore. After what transpired with those two bitches and the two assholes he called friends, we decided to do him a favor and torture the shit out of them for weeks. He joined us and the rest is fuckin' history.

Winslow: Damn. Must've had a hard life.

Otis: Yeah, no shit Sherlock. Anyway, when Baby and him first met, it started out as a friendship until it grew to something more. They were fucking crazy for each other and they'd fuck however they can. To save the possibility of permanent damage to the ears, I won't talk about how they keep their sex life alive, but the best part about their relationship? It's just as adorable as the both of them are. I may not be a dad, but I know that they're made for each other.

~Y/N POV~

We held hands as we went over to the bar where Otis and Wolfie were as they had some drinks and some fine Mexican hotties around them!

Carlos: Friends, how are- wait. What's that on her motherfucking finger?

Baby smiled with such happiness that she showed off the ring to Carlos and to my new brother-in-laws.

Carlos: You two are engaged?!

Y/N: That's right, I just asked her a couple minutes ago. She said yes.

Carlos: Aw man, congratulations to both of you! As a matter of fact, your drinks are on the house!

Baby: Thank you!

Y/N: Gracias, amigo.

Carlos: De nada, my friend!

We were served shots of tequila as it was just a madhouse.

We were partying like it was no tomorrow as Baby and I had fucked in our hotel room while Wolfie was fucking one of the hotties and Otis was banging two of them at the same fucking time in different places.

It was all perfect for all of us to make a plan to live down here, but little did I know, trouble was brewing.