Author's note: I'M BACK.
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Roy had fallen into a dreamless sleep with his new wife curled up beside him. Bliss was a never ending now. The snow outside didn't matter. MacKenzie's aura could melt Roy's icy heart on the coldest winter night. Try as he may to build a wall, she tore it down till there was nothing left but a ruin. Blessed.

His eyes fluttered open to the muffled sounds of conversation behind the closet door and the smell of coffee. Roy didn't know what time it was as the curtains were shut and he couldn't see the clock. It was presumably early, Roy decided, and with his wife not next to him, began to grow concerned at the growing screaming match coming from the closet.

MacKenzie had dragged the receiving end of the telephone into the closet with her. Roy softly knocked on the door, cringing.

"Babe?"

The closet door slid open as MacKenzie quickly hung up the telephone. Her porcelain face was was flushed. As soon as she noticed Roy she froze, locked eyes with her husband, and softened.

"Did I wake you? I'm sorry." She smiled and kissed Roy on the forehead. "I..."

"Are you alright? Roy asked. "You sound...tense. Really fucking tense."

MacKenzie frowned. "I told my sister we got married."

Roy gulped and didn't know why. "Huh." He nodded. "Well, she's you're sister, ain't she?"

"I wanna throw up," she groaned and sprawled out onto the bed. Roy rubbed her feet. MacKenzie buried her face in a pillow.

"I don't  like seeing you upset," Roy said. "Especially when you should be happy."

MacKenzie sat up straight. "Ok honestly that was the best sex of my life."

"That's better."

MacKenzie's wedding dress lay sprawled on the floor. Roy neatly folded it-he realized it should probably be hanged up, but continued anyway.

"Hey what d'ya say we get outta here today?"

"I do loathe the wintertime."

"Heh. That, and we can't live in this hotel forever. As much as you want to."

"I don't want to. I want to go home."

"And where's that at?" Roy asked, squeezing MacKenzie's hand.

"I never want to see my sister again."

"I heard you practically screaming on the telephone, Kenz."

MacKenzie frowned. "That's because she was screaming at me first."

"Kenz."

"What."

"You know how Alice is."

"She has no well wishes for our marriage, I'll just say that." MacKenzie leaned over to Roy and put her forehead to his. "There's this small part of me, and I don't know how insignificant that may be, that's terrified that you're still in love with her."

"I'm not."

"That's all you have to say to that?"

"I mean, our life is bound on paper now, right?"

"Sorry. I'm just emotional."

"Stop apologizing. Now that we are married, baby, we don't have to worry."

"Right," MacKenzie smiled and stretched. "Let's get outta here."

Roy swallowed heavily. "I suppose...I suppose you'd like me to take you home."

MacKenzie's eyes brightened. "You mean-"

"Yeah, I mean. Start packing. We have a long trip ahead of us."

MacKenzie squeaked and threw her arms around Roy. "I think Sparrow was going to stop by in a bit. We can say goodbye and...get outta here."

After bringing their suitcases to the car, Roy checked out at the front desk and while MacKenzie waited in the passenger's seat, meekly asked the worker to use their telephone.

"We got married." Roy was sweating.

"I'm glad to hear that," Dade replied.

"I'm...we're comin' home."

"Really?" Roy could almost hear him smiling. "I don't suppose your folks know."

"Uh..." Roy was sweating. The person working the desk was studying him. "D-don't say a word, y' hear? Okay? We'll be down in a few days."

Dade was silent for a moment. "I can't wait to meet her."

"Okie dokie." Roy hung up without saying goodbye. He wheeled out to the car, uncertain of how well his wheelchair was going to do in the the snow that was beginning to cover the earth.

Roy's heart pounded. He snorted a line of coke for a pickup while MacKenzie was already waiting outside, and it was beginning to take affect. There wasn't much left, and Roy was telling himself he was saving it for a special occasion, whatever that might be.

"Only fifteen hours to go, my dear," Roy smiled.

MacKenzie put her feet up on the dashboard as Roy pulled out onto the snow covered road. She put her head back and closed her eyes. She slowly reached over and squeezed Roys thigh.

He thought he might've felt something; or at least the start of something.

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