"You," she said softly. "I'm NOT dreaming." I must be, little angel," I said."I'm ... We're married. Nobody can ever separate us, Tim. Never." Nope. B...tter or worse, richer or poorer..." In sickness and in health, till death us do part," she said. "And then you brought me home and killed me." Can't kill a goddess," I told her."You really liked that look, didn't you? I'm glad we did that 'don't see the bride in her wedding dress until the wedding' thing. I wasn't sure, but Laci convinced me.. . like someone else I know." I just hope you know what you're doing. What about your parents?" I'll write them soon. They already know I'm spending the Summer."The car pulled in next to the wagon where Kristy had spent most of the night before. They noticed a red headed woman neither of them had seen before leave the wagon carrying some belongings. She looked back at them and for a moment, her icy stare sending a chill up Kristy's back. The woman disappeared into one of the other wagons. Again she brushed it off but it had me wondering what she was thinking. I knew I loved being with Mel and wondered what she thought about me. ——————————— Monday we took a trip down towards Tampa and went to Busch Gardens. Busch Gardens had a totally different feel to it from the Orlando parks. It seemed much more relaxed and had a more rustic feel to it. On the drive back I let slip about the next stop being in Boston. Mel was surprised and thanked me profusely for such a great holiday. Mel. Even that profiler hadn't said much and he thought the feds always wanted to get the spot light.Even when cornered by the press, Detective Big Man Saint hadn't said anything. He knew right then that he needed to do something that would make a big splash, that would show them all that he wasn't someone to be thought of lightly. And the girl in his lab had given him the idea. Detective Nick Saint would take him seriously after this.He straightened from his task, pushing the sweat out of his eyes.