A/N: As of 12/20/2015, this is my most reviewed story. Guys, thank you so much! That means so much to me. Here is the ending for "Count On Me." Enjoy!
It was the first weekend in August and Terry and Max were sitting at the table at reception for Melissa and Eddy's wedding. The ceremony was beautiful and the reception was a great time to be had by all. Since Max was the Maid of Honor, she had a quite few duties that she needed to take care of but, after a fulfilling all of her obligations and slow dancing with her boyfriend, she sat leaning her head against Terry's chest while he had arm around her. They watched Mel and Eddy dance and saw how they looked each other liked the rest of the world didn't even matter.
Terry looked at Max and smiled. "Wish that were you?"
She looked up at him, "Dancing? We already slow danced."
He gave her a look.
She smirked. She considered his question. "Only a little. Maybe. Yeah. Someday."
He nodded, contemplatively. "Noted." He paused. "Me, too."
She looked at him, surprised. "You're serious?"
He thought about that for a second. He smirked. "Yeah. I am."
She sat up straight and looked at him, astonished.
"I told you I was all in."
"I didn't know you were that all in."
"You better believe it."
She almost couldn't believe it. She felt like crying. "Terry…" she whispered.
"I'm not saying now, Max. But… yeah, it's what I want. Someday. I mean… I'm not dating you just to kill time. I want to be with you." He shrugged. "And, I want that to be permanent. Is that okay with you?"
"It… it really is."
He smiled and kissed her cheek.
She exhaled. "Damn it. How'd you make me fall harder for you?"
"It's one of my many talents."
"Arrogant jackass." She smiled. "But… thanks for that. I can't tell you how much that means to me."
"I just hope it shows how much you mean to me."
"It does. It really does." She smiled and looked up and saw her mother sitting across the way, smiling at Mel and Eddy. "Glad she made it."
Terry looked over at Lisa Gibson and smiled, "Me, too. Maybe things there will get better, too."
"One can always hope."
The song ended and Mel and Eddy shared another kiss, leading to applause from the guests. Mel took Eddy by the hand went over to the DJ while everyone went back to talking. A minute later, the DJ lowered the music and got on the microphone.
"Ladies and gentlemen," he said over the loud speaker, "the bride as requested that the maid of honor and her boyfriend report to the dance floor."
Max looked up, surprised, and looked at Terry, who shrugged. "Come on, I guess." He chuckled as she took him by the hand and they got up and headed for the dance floor.
As they stood there, Max looked at her sister and shouted, "What are we doing here?"
Mel smiled, "Settling your bet!"
"This song is just for you and Terry, Max," the DJ declared. "From your sister." A second later, "Uptown Funk" started playing over the speakers.
Max laughed and blushed while Terry just couldn't stop laughing. Max looked at her boyfriend, "Do you really wanna do this? In front of everybody?"
"Oh, come on! It'll be fun."
She folded her arms and raised an eyebrow. "You're gonna cheat, aren't you?"
"Oh." He looked down at her maid of honor dress with a distractingly low cleavage. "And you weren't planning on doing the same?"
She smiled, slyly. "Not fault I'm very blessed."
"I wasn't complaining."
She put on a sarcastic smirk. "Come on, then, McGinnis. Time to show you who has the better moves in this relationship."
"We settle that all the time."
"I mean, without a bed involved."
"The same point still stands."
"Shut up and dance with me."
He smiled, "Another good song." He took a breath. "Come on, Gibson! Prepare for supreme embarrassment."
"Bring it on!"
They danced as silly and as dramatic as they possibly could. Mel and Eddy were too busy laughing and judging who was doing a better job. Basem couldn't stop shaking his head but smiling all the while. Sally just cheered them both on, alternating back and forth who she was cheering for more. After a while, Terry and Max weren't really paying any attention to the bet. They were being themselves and just having fun, not dancing well, save for a few spots that were just used to tease each other. Neither complained about that. This was something that Max needed: she knew everything was the way she wanted. She had Terry and she had the fun they always had but now they had love. That was something she didn't know she was missing but couldn't be happier that it was here now.
After a few more minutes of completely embarrassing dancing, the song ended with the couple completely out of breath but smiling as hard as they possibly could. They laughed at each other and kissed.
Mel laughed and got the microphone. "Hey, Max."
Max looked at her sister.
"How about you two call this bet a tie?"
Max looked at Terry, who shrugged. "Tie?"
Terry considered this then smiled. "Alright, fine!"
Max looked back at Mel, "Tie."
Mel laughed. "Schway!"
The attendees gave them another round of applause, causing Terry to guide Max to join him in taking a bow. The party then resumed as usual and, after moving off of the dance floor, Max took Terry by the hand guided him to a nearby hallway. Once there, she pushed him against the wall and kissed him, deeply.
After the kiss, Terry stared at her. "Wow. Remind me to take you dancing more often."
Max laughed. "We definitely need to." She looked him up and down. "Wanna be slightly bad?"
"I don't do anything halfway, Ms. Gibson. You know that."
"Oh… yes, I do."
"So, if we're gonna be bad, we should definitely go all in."
"You read my mind." She trailed kisses along his cheek and up to his ear then whispered, "The coat check room."
"That is so damn cliché," he whispered back.
"You danced like a freakin' sex machine and you got me turned the hell on right now. Do you want hit this or not?"
Her blunt approach surprised him but he loved it. "Definitely."
"Then come on, big boy."
"What if you scream?"
"It'll give the guests something to talk about."
"You are dangerous."
She giggled then moved back to look him in the eye. "Yes, I am. I thought you liked that about me?"
He stared in her eyes. "More than you know. That… and so much more." He traced his hand down her back. "So much more."
She felt good chills go down her body. "Oh, my, Mr. McGinnis."
A/N: This story has really recharged me but, actually, that's not accurate. YOU guys recharged me. I'm so serious. All of you energized me and brought me back from a place where I thought my writing was not that great. I know I still have a long way to go to get better but I will get there and it's partly thanks, in large part, to all of you. I feel more ready than ever to finish my book! Thank you guys.
One little tidbit: so you guys can know who the original Nightrunner is, Google him or go to ComicVine and find him there. Great character.
This is the end to "Count On Me" but not the end of "Unpack Your Heart." The next story coming is titled "All This Time." Again, choclate1, thank you for your suggestion. In reality, you really changed my perspective, making me write better. All of you guys did. To all of my loyal reviewers, to everyone who favorited and followed this, you guys are amazing! You are all amazing! Thank you, I cannot say that enough. Thank you so much, I love you all, and I will see you all right back here in January!
It's not over yet! See you soon!