Jemma's Pov:

Donald and Jane were there. 

"Hey guys, what's poppin?" I asked flinging my backpack on Michael's desk and sitting down on the top of one in the front row.

Michael cracked a little smile at me and I smiled back.

Donald waved his hands in front of my face to catch my attention. Everyone laughed and Jane made a comment on how we were so cute together. 

I turned my head to fully look at Donald. "You have my full attention Detective Ducky what can I do for you this fine afternoon" I drawled with a cheesy Texas twang accent. 

Jane busted out laughing and Donald grumbled.

"I don't get it" Robby pop said looking at the two officers and me.

I laughed at Donald's pained look. "Years ago when Donald was just a rookie on his first day he was trying to look all tough and cop-ish. I happened to be up at the department and saw him walking down one of the back halls." I giggled again at the memory then continued.

"He was so loaded down with every piece of gear law enforcement has that he ended up waddling a little. He stopped and talked to me and when I learned his name was Donald I dubbed him Ducky. Ya know as in Donald Duck."

There was a few snickers and Donald spoke over them. "We just dropped by to inform you that the web site was taken down the day we told you about it. Plus there seemed to be a virus that came from the site. The Tech guys got up in arms about a little message that popped up on their screens right before they crashed. You don't happen to know anything about that?"

I laughed picturing a bunch of nerdy guys at the Sheriff's Department getting all pissed about the virus and tag. "Donald do you want the truth or the fuzzy truth?"

He shook his head laughing and Jane smiled. "Sweetie how bout you tell us the version of fuzzy truth that keeps you and your fiance out of trouble. Congrats by the way. Your daddy just told us about it." Jane smiled even wider and I began to wonder if she liked Danny.

"Fuzzy truth it is then. I didn't do that and neither did Michael. I'm technologically challenged and Sex-Nip isn't into geeky stuff.... Well besides calculus."

Michael rolled his eyes and Donald chocked. "Sex-Nip?"

I giggled "Oh sorry I meant Michael."

"Yeah that's our cue to leave. We'll keep you updated about the case. Jemmy bear" They both hugged me and left.

Tina raised her brow. "Jemmy bear?"

I shrugged. "Yeah like Gummy bear. What can I say, Ducky just isn't as clever as I am." I joked.

Michael clapped his hands together. "Let's get outta here and go grab a pizza or something."

Robby high fived Tina "Dude I think I love your detentions." He told Michael.

I rolled my eyes and Tina chirped "Nahh it's a bromance!"

We ordered pizza and took it back to our place. We ate and talked about wedding stuff. I decided of course that Tina will be my maid of honor and I want Robby Pop as one of my bides maids.

"Jems you know I love you but there is no way in hell you're getting me to wear a dress." Robby whined.

Michael cracked up and Tina shrugged. I leveled a dry look at him.

"I would never make you wear a dress. You'd be a freaking ugly chick! You'd wear a tux like Mike only you'd stand next to Tina. Dumb ass!"

He blushed slightly. "Ughh I knew that. I was just ya know... Messing with you."

Michael tried unsuccessfully to smother his laugh.

"Ok babe so who else do you want in the wedding?" He asked sparing Robby Pop the teasing that we were sure to dole out.

"I thought we could get both of our sisters to be brides maids. Then you can have Skip, Vin and Paul as best men. You need one more though. Oh what about your brother in law?"

He smiled brightly and nodded. We continued talking wedding stuff until about ten. Tina and Robby left and Michael and I laid down.

"Excited about our trip in a few days?" I asked snuggling into his chest.

"Oh course. I get to spend time with you without making sure no one sees us. Do we have an agenda or are we just winging it when we get there?"

"I have a few shows booked and of course some gambling. But other then that we can just see what happens."

He ran his hands through my hair. "Hate to break it to you Sweetheart but you have to be 21 to gamble."

I laughed. "Or you have to have an ID that says you're 21 and I do. So it's on like Donkey Kong. And don't be a Debbie Downer and say my ID wont pass. It will and it has. I went at the beginning of the summer and had no issue using it."

I smiled. Yep. This weekend is gonna rock!

The next two days flew by and I was sitting in the car with Michael headed to his family's house for Thanksgiving lunch. Our bags were in the back because we're leaving straight from there to the airport to fly out.

We pulled up and got out. Jessica insisted that we didn't need to bring anything so we bought a bottle of her favorite wine for later. Dereck opened the door and pulled us into hugs.

Jessica and Michael's sister started bouncing around and squealing when we told them the plans we made for the wedding. 

 The lunch went great but would have been better if Skip had been there.

We finished and I helped Jessica clean up. We were sitting around having coffee and girl talk when Michael popped his head in the kitchen.

"Babe we gotta go. Like now or we wont make it through security in time to catch our flight."

I kissed Jessica's cheek and we literally ran out.

Our flight was already boarding when we walked up to our gate. Michael had both our carry ons and I had our tickets. We rushed up to the flight attendant and she checked us in and ushered us in the plane.

"Damn baby, I didn't realize you got us first class seats. You're spoiling me. You really shouldn't. I don't want you bankrupting yourself just to impress me. I don't want you thinking I want a sugar mama!" Michael teased as we sat down.

"Oh hush up. I didn't sound like that when I said those things and I thought you were a poor teacher so I was being considerate you big jerk face." I said sticking out my tongue.

He leaned forward and sucked on it. I pulled it back into my mouth and out of habit looked around to make sure no one saw.

"Love, relax. Remember we're just Mike and Jems, a regular couple."

I smiled and gave him a movie worthy kiss.

"Mmm I like when it's just Mike and Jems. We don't get that often enough." I mumbled against his perfect lips.

"Jems I know you wanted to do this for me but why don't you let me pay for it. Save your money baby."

I narrowed my eyes at him "Are you implying that I cant spend my money on what I want?"

His eyes widened "What? No, that's not what I meant! I just-"

I cracked up.

"You should have seen your face! You were scared!" I teased.

"Mr. big tough special forces, I could kill you with a paper clip is scared of sweet ole' innocent little me! Ha just wait until I tell Skip! He's gonna rag on you so hard!" I giggled some more until I noticed his stern face.

"Awe come on Sex-Nip. I was just joking. I wasn't gonna-"

He started to crack a smile and I narrowed my eyes playfully. "Point taken jerk face. No more teasing."

"Baby you can tease me all you want. Just remember what happened the last time." He cooed.

I shivered from his deep voice and the memories of our little sex-capade in his office.

I cleared my throat and turned to face him. "I wanna talk about something that's been on my mind the last few days."

He sat up "If you're gonna call off the wedding I think doing it while we're stuck in a plane for 2 hours is just play mean!" He joked.

"Oh hush. You know that's not happening. Sully called me into his office the other day."

He nodded "Is everything okay or did you get in trouble for some prank I was unaware of?"

I rolled my eyes. "Everything is fine. He just told me that I had the option to graduate early if I took 2 credit by exams and passed them."

"That's great Love. What did you decide?"

I shrugged. "I haven't yet. I'd only have to go until mid January. That would solve so many of our problems. We wouldn't have to hide our relationship anymore. We could have Mike and Jems time all the time."

I shrugged my shoulders. "What do you think?"

He sighed and ran a hand over his face. "Well the selfish part of me says hell yeah go for it. But the mature part of me says don't rush it just for me. Yeah it sucks that we have to hide our love but I don't want you missing out on important things because of me."

I thought about it for a second. "What important stuff would I be missing? Prom? The daily grind of high school hell?"

He shrugged "Yeah prom. It's a big deal. What about walking at graduation? What about hanging with Tina and Rob every day and doing all your goofy little stunts? I'm not saying I think you shouldn't do it if you want to. I'm just saying you should decide for yourself because I don't want you to look back 5 or 10 years from now and think I robbed you of your senior year experience."

I grabbed his face and brought it to mine. "Listen here bucko! Screw Senior year experience. There will never be a time that I look back and regret anything I did that involved you. So stuff it and let's just enjoy our time in Vegas."

He chuckled and leaned in for a slow kiss. "I love it when you put me in check."

His hand intertwined with mine and he ran his finger across my engagement ring. "I'm glad your wearing it." He said kissing my palm.

"I'm glad I can wear it without shrieking girls and talk of me marrying Skip. Do you know how irritating it is to hear all the girls fawn over you. Sometimes I wanna use the hand with my engagement ring on it to bitch slap the trampy ones."

He tossed his head back and chuckled loudly.

"Hmm are you telling me you get jealous, my love?"

I elbowed him softly. He laughed again and pulled me into his arms and nuzzled my neck.

"I know how it feels to hear and see all the guys go gaga over you. I know it drove me up the wall when Kimmie squealed about you marrying my brother. I know that 9 times out of 10 I'm exhausted by the end of your class because it takes all my will power to treat you like a regular student and not my future wife."

The pilots voice came across the speaker announcing we would be landing in Vegas. We straightened in our seats and lifted up the tray table. 

We touched down and I felt like dancing.

"Lets go have some fun future Mrs. Jenkins" Michael said as we walked off the plane and out to a cab.