Desperado

Epilogue

Brees and Mysti were with Monica, today was finally the big day! After putting it off for... well, going on 6 years, they had finally set a date. Monica had the challenge of getting the girls ready, allowing Maurice and Robyn time to get ready themselves.

She smiled, her granddaughters being the exact replica of their parents. Ironically named after the opposite parent to what their genes would suggest, or perhaps that's how they planned it. She hadn't taken the time to ask.

"C'mon Bree, before ya sister wake up" Monica urged, as Brees danced around just like her mama used to when she was young, avoiding getting dressed at all costs!

"Brees Monica Brown!" She barked, her granddaughter responding quickly, allowing her to dress her smoothly. Monica couldn't help but chuckle to herself.

"Sorry Gran Gran.... I'm just so excited!!!" The young girl squealed, dancing with excitement.

"And so ya should. You have a big job today Bean" Monica beamed as Brees' big green eyes beamed at the sight of her own reflection. She did look absolutely angelic!

"I can handle it! I jus hope Mysti does her job!" Brees furrowed her brows, her sister was only young. Just turning 2, and held the responsibility of being the weddings flower girl. Brees on the other hand being solely responsible for the rings. The beautiful beautiful ring that had her practically drooling with want!

"Want to have a quick last look?" Monica asked in a hushed tone as she grabbed the rings. Brees nodded enthusiastically.

"I hope my Prince Charming has one of those for me!!" Brees grinned ear to ear as she pointed at the ring, made up of 25 karrots, that would slot in perfectly with Robyns existing promise and engagement rings.

"I'm sure he will. Now I'm going to place them here, your in charge of them now my angel" Monica said gently placing the rings onto the pillow Brees would carry them on, on the bedside table.

"You can trust me Gran Gran!" Brees smiled proudly as she perched herself on the bed, closer for her to admire the pretties.

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A wave of nerves fluttered through her stomach as she admired the way she looked. The dress was completely chosen by Maurice, something not conventional, but something the two decided upon. She hadn't actually seen it until today.... just one slight problem, her ever so slightly protruding belly ensured that the dress wouldn't fit properly. She sighed, knowing one thing would for sure go wrong on their special day. After all nothing could be perfect.

"You good?" Lytrell peered her head in. Just after the birth of Mysti, Maurice found out that he had one remaining family member, a sister on his fathers side. An obvious and hidden evidence of an affair, none the less, Maurice was happy to have someone to call his own flesh and blood.

Robyn looked behind her, and smiled before shaking her head. "Probably not the best time to be telling you..." she laughed to herself. "But..."

"Your pregnant?" Ly chuckled to herself at the surprised look on Robyn's face. "I know, don't worry Maurice hasn't got a clue! Lemme help you out."

"Thank you... Um, how? How on earth do you know?" Robyn sighed out of relief.

"How could I not?" The sister chuckled. "Your secret is safe with me though. How are you feeling? Cold feet?"

"I'm, I'm good! This is something we've both been waiting for and it is heavily overdue. I mean, we are practically married at this point anyway. But this- this just seals the deal." Robyn smiled, admiring Lytrell's work before hugging her. "Thank you!"

"No worries! Umm... your brothers are waiting to walk you down the isle." Ly smiled, making sure to take a mental photograph of this moment. Robyn was truly glowing.

Robyn linked arms with the both of her brothers, since their was no real father figure in her life, she decided she wanted to give her brothers the honour of giving her away. She never really gave it much thought after asking them, but now she was getting all choked up.

"Aw, Rob don't cry!" Rorrey chuckled lowly

"Cmon Robby, can't cry before the ceremony has even begun" Rajad laughed before she was encased in the both of them.

"You right." She sighed, wiping her eyes, checking with her brothers that her makeup was still intact before they began to walk down the isle.

Maurice glanced back at the exact time Robyn and her brothers walked through the door, struggling to hold back his tears at the sight of her. She laughed, nearly bursting into tears herself, and they weren't even a quarter way down. And then she caught sight of their daughters, that sent her! Her two little angels running to her once they saw her tears. Assisting in walking her down the isle.

"You look beautiful! Stunning, Jah!" Maurice exclaimed quietly as he took her hands in his, before thanking her brothers.

"We welcome you all, the families and friends of Christopher Maurice Brown and Robyn Rihanna Fenty. Today we will all be of witness to the joining of this man and woman before the lord himself." The officiate began, losing Robyn and Maurice as they muttered amongst themselves. A whole 24 hours apart nearly killing them.... well the whole 16 hours apart if you count the secret eight hours they were together.

"Maurice, I gotta tell you something?"

"Umm now?"

"Kinda..."

He looked to her confused as she smiled. "I'm pregnant"

"Wha-?"

"Do you Christopher Maurice Brown take this woman as your wife until death do you part?"

"I- I do!" He beamed, looking at her perplexed.

"Here Ya go daddy" Mysti beamed ever so proudly, as he quietly thanked her with a kiss on the cheek, before putting the ring on Robyn's finger.

"And do you Robyn Rihanna Fenty, take this man as your husband?"

"I do" she squeaked, laughing at his dumb facial expression. Taking the ring from a proud little Mysti and doing the same.

"You may now kiss the bride"

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"Nah for real? You playing?" Maurice had fumbled over his words for the past few minutes they had managed to get alone.

"I'm not! I'm being serious!" Robyn laughed.

"When? When did you find out?!" Maurice squealed.

"Literally a few days ago, but you've been so busy with last minute planning, I didn't want to bother or distract you... I'm about four maybe even five weeks."

"This is crazy!!" Maurice laughed before holding her stomach as he kissed her. "And perfect! This is perfect!!"

"You're not mad? I know we only really wanted the girls, but maybe, maybe somehow little bean was meant to be"

"Mad?! How can I be mad Rob? Another baby to look just like you! How can I be mad at that!... you think it's a boy though?"

She laughed. "I have no idea Maurice"

"I mean as happy as I am being a girl dad... I'm kinda, a little outnumbered!" He pouted as Robyn laughed.

"Hmm... We will have to wait and see!"