Chapter 76 - You're Mine

In torn blue jeans, cowboy boots and a black t-shirt, Jon takes Monica's hand and says with a smile on his face and zero hesitation in his voice, "My sweet Monica, Take my hand and lead the way; tell me all you want to say. Whisper softly in my ear, all those things I want to hear. Kiss my lips and touch my skin; bring out passion deep within. Pull me close and hold me near; take away my pain and fear. In the darkness of the night, be my beacon, shine your light. In the brightness of the sun, Show me that you are the one. Give me wings so I can fly for I can soar when you're near by. Enter my heart, break down the wall, It's time for me to watch it fall. I've been a prisoner, can't you see? Break my chains and set me free. Strip me of my armor tight; you'll find I won't put up a fight. Release my soul held deep within....... I'm ready now, let love begin." He steps into her and cups her face with his hands, gently he kisses her lips and adds, "I take you as my wife, from this day forward." Monica smiles, as the tears roll down her face, she lets out a little laugh and takes his hands.  Jon can see that she's nervous, he can feel that she's nervous; her hands are sweaty.  She stands before him in a maternity sundress that clings to her curves, her hair is down and she has no make up on.  The only way she could be any more beautiful to Jon was if she was naked. "Jon, I wrote your name in sky but the wind blew it away, I wrote your name in the sand but the waves washed it way, I wrote your name in my heart and for ever it will stay. Away from you there is no music. Into your hands I put my trust. Into your heart I give my love. Into your soul I offer my spirit. Into your mind my words are free. With all of your love, I know I'm yours. With all of your words, I know I'm secure. With all of your kindness, at last I can give. With all of your gentleness, I too can be there. I give you my heart, you give me your spirit. I give you my soul, you give me your body. I give you my love, you give me your love. I give you my all, you give me freedom. With you I Feel With you I Want With you I Love With you I Am. I take you as my husband and my best friend from this day forward." They stand there and smile at one another.  They both have tears in their eyes.  Monica looks at Jon and knows that they did the right thing, she knows that they will be together forever and whatever life throws at them, they will weather together.  Jon can't just look at her anymore, he hooks her and pulls her close, kissing the top of her head.  He mumbles to her, "I love you." "I love you." she tells him back, with her arms around his waist, "Can you believe we just did this?" They are interrupted by the staff with a polite throat clearing, bringing them back to reality, "By the power invested in me and the  great state of Nevada, I now pronounce you Mr. and Mrs. Bongiovi." Again, they smile at one another, "You may kiss your bride." Jon lifts her right off the ground and gives her her first taste of kisses that she'll get for the rest of her life.  Kisses that she is very familiar with, kisses that she loves.  He slowly slides her down the front of his body, easing her to the floor.  With one more big hug, they take their license and leave the chapel.  On the street, they are hand in hand and totally in love.  Monica is glowing because she just married the father of her baby, and the love of her life.  "I can't believe we did this." "I can.  I'm thrilled that we did it."  He stops her in the middle of the sidewalk and puts his hands on her shoulders, "I am so happy that you are my wife.  I promise to love you, cherish you, protect you and support you for the rest of my life." She rests her head on his hand, that's holding her shoulder, "Ditto. You'll never get rid of me now." "I would never want to."  he kisses her forehead, "It's our wedding night and we're in Vegas, what do you want to do?" They start to walk, keeping an eye out for a cab.  They want to head back toward the strip.  They walk and talk and act like two people in love do, when they have not a care in the world.  As they enter the crosswalk of an intersection, neither are paying attention, as they are fixated on one another.  They hear a horn and tires squeal and that's when they both see the car that ran the red light.  With Jon in front of Monica as they crossed the street, he isn't fast enough to push her out of the way.  They both are hit by the car, the car that doesn't stop. They lay there, unconscious.  Jon comes to first and sees Monica out cold.  He tries to get to her, but the pain in his back and in his leg are too much, "MONICA!"  he yells to her.  She doesn't move.  "MONICA!"  He starts to drag himself over with his arms, he's only a few feet away.  "MONICA!"  When he finally reaches her, a passerby had stopped and called 911.  After a few minutes, they both were loaded in an ambulance and on their way to the hospital.  Monica is still unconscious and all Jon could tell them was, "Help her, she's pregnant.  She's going to have a baby, help her." BLOGGER SUCKS TONIGHT!!!!!!!