Elizabeth twirled around in front of the full length mirror, feeling like a
real life princess about to embark on her own special fairytale. The dress
she wore, flaring out like Cinderella's ball gown. Sparkles flowing from
every turn. She smoothed her hands down the sides and looked up, catching her
own eyes in the mirror. It was like seeing herself for the first time.

She flashed back to a moment when she'd stood in front of a similar mirror.
Getting ready to attend Christmas dinner at the Cassidine mansion. A time
when she'd been ready to crawl up inside herself and die. When she'd thought
that Lucky was dead. That her dreams had withered with him as well. But as it
turned out...the dreams were just beginning. And the best was yet to come.

How had the last 3 years of her life become a miracle? How had sneaking out
on the Johnson's and hopping a plane to Port Charles, New York in the middle
of the night turned out to be such a momentous decision? A snap decision that
had somehow turned into the best one she'd ever made in her life.

Life had gone from nothing special to everything special in the blink of an
eye. How though, had it gone from horrendous pain to unspeakable joy in the
span of a year? And then around and back again in the span of another?

Lucky.

His name, the answer to every question and every desire she'd ever had as a
little girl. A girl that thought fantasies come true were something that
happened to other people. Something that happened for little blonde girls
named Sarah, and the popular girls at school. The girls that joined every
club. The girls that passed notes in class.

She opened her eyes and saw her reflection once again. Her deep blue eyes
glowing with the realization of dreams come true.

Those girls didn't have anything. She...She had everything.

"You look so beautiful."

Elizabeth spun around at the sound of a familiar voice. Smiling broadly to
see owner. "Thank you Gram."

"How do you feel?" She asked, coming to stand behind her granddaughter as she
turned back towards the mirror. Audrey secured one errant curl in place upon
the top of her head. Tugging gently on a lavender flower petal that had
fallen out of place.

"I think...I think I feel beautiful Gram."

Audrey smiled and wrapped her arms around her youngest granddaughter's
shoulders from behind. "Well...there is nothing better than that my dear.
Love - love makes us beautiful."

"Are you two ready?" Emily said, peaking her head in suddenly through the
door. "Lucky will have my head if I don't get you there on time Elizabeth."

Elizabeth smiled, and slid her feet into the white satin slippers. The slight
beading twinkling under the light. She wouldn't bother to ask where 'there'
was again. She'd already been ignored 5 times. They were all determined to
keep Lucky's secret.

He had to be laughing at her now. Thinking of how badly she anticipated
surprises. And this being the mother of them all.

"Emily...how can I thank you for all of this? This is just above and bey -

"You don't have to thank me for anything Elizabeth...we're friends," she
added, wrapping her arms around Liz.

Elizabeth bit down on her lip, willing herself not to cry. Knowing there'd be
plenty of waterworks later. "But I haven't treated you like one in so
long...I was so awful to you, Em."

Emily pulled away, looking into her friends eyes. "Elizabeth...no matter how
awful you were to me...I always knew you didn't mean it. That you were being
even more awful to yourself. You were dying inside, and I felt so terrible
for not being able to help you.....but now.....now, I look at you
and....gosh, it looks like someone turned on the lights behind your eyes
Elizabeth!" Emily exclaimed. "And if I can't bribe a few designer friends of
mine to create an absolutely 'to die for' wedding gown for you...then what
good am I?"

Elizabeth closed her eyes, and kissed her cheek. "Thank you."

"Anytime."

"And no time like the present to get out of here," Laura said, breezing into
the room. "My God," she whispered, stopping in cold her tracks.
"Elizabeth...you look...

Elizabeth smiled as she continued. "My son won't be able to breathe."

She closed her eyes and lost the battle to hold back a single tear. "Your son
made it so I can."
~~~~~~~
Lucky shrugged his shoulders and stepped back a few paces from the mirror,
inspecting himself as he fastened the last button on his black jacket.
Pulling it down to smooth out the front a second later. The high neck of the
coat, revealing only the tiniest bit of crisp, white shirt.

"What are you so worried about?" He asked his own reflection, running his
fingers through the front of his hair. "This is going to go perfectly."

He nodded at himself and licked his lips. 'Perfect...it'll be perfect.'

They'd been perfect all along. From the moment he'd laid eyes on her, she'd
been the most perfect girl he'd ever seen. Perfect in that she been imperfect
in every way. She'd smoked, talked about buying beer, insulted his family up
and down, worn clothes that were far too tight for any 'decent' girl to
wear....she'd been everything contrary to every other girl he'd ever met.

Everything every other girl wasn't - herself. She'd been honest. She'd been
fresh. She'd been exciting.

Love and trust. Danger and safety in one beautiful petite package.

Even when he'd allowed Faison's evil manipulations to take his brain to
places he never wanted to go. Even when he'd accused her of giving her heart
to his brother. She'd placed her trust in him. She'd been devoted and her
love had never wavered.

He would spend the rest of his life proving to her that it hadn't been a
waste of time. That her trust in him and their love had all been worth it.
Every single moment of their life together would be a testament to that.

He inhaled deeply and slipped his feet into the shiny black shoes in front of
him.

"Looks like you're all ready," Luke announced, moving into the room.

Lucky turned and smiled. "I don't think I could be any more ready."

"Good...You look spiffy my boy."

"Thanks," Lucky nodded. A grin pulling at his lips.

Luke bit his lip. He wouldn't cry. "Damn...when...when did this happen?" He
gestured, pointing to Lucky. At the man he'd become. "When exactly did you
grow up? And damnit, when did you get so tall?"

"Ahh, come on Dad," Lucky said, turning back to the mirror to smooth his suit
out once more. "You know exactly when it happened - you MADE it happen."

The silence from behind him, caused Lucky to find his father's eyes in the
mirror before him. "Oh...Dad, I didn't mean it like that."

He turned around swiftly. "Dad...I wasn't talking about finding out that you
raped Mom. That's not what I meant."

"That's ok, Lucky...I know I forced you to grow up faster than you should
have had to in that year...you don't have to explain."

Lucky continued. "No, Dad I think I do...because you - you made me the man I
am...

"I said a lot of things that year. Things that I meant....But when I said
that I never wanted to be like you...Dad, that's not true."

Luke looked up, his eyes filling with tears. "It's not?"

"Of course not," Lucky asserted, his own eyes immediately brimming.
"Dad...what you did to Mom...that's not something I'll ever be able to
forgive or - or rationalize in my brain...But Dad, my HEART...my heart knows
that you are so much more than that one moment. You are so much more than
even I thought you were as a kid."

"Lucky - "

"No...let me finish, Dad," Lucky said, holding up his hand. "Everything I
know about caring, about never giving up, about fighting for what you believe
in, about loving...Dad, I learned it all from you! Do you really think I
could have survived being in that cell for close to a year without all the
things you'd taught me? Every, single, time I had to face Faision I thought
about what you would do. What you would say in the same situation...Dad,
without that...Without YOU, I wouldn't have made it.

"Like it or not Dad...you're still my hero."

Luke closed his eyes, and slowly wrapped his arms around his son. An amazing
child that had grown into an even more amazing man. A man he would be proud
to know even if he weren't his own flesh and blood. "And you're my
inspiration."
~~~~~~~

"Lulu...honey, are you sure we're going the right way?" Elizabeth asked.
Blind to the world. Feeling only the crisp leaves crunch under her satin clad
feet. She adjusted the handkerchief, blindfold in front of her eyes. The
'something blue' that Laura had given her, before dragging her out of her
gram's house.

"Yes...Lucky says bring you here," the little girl continued, pulling her
soon to be sister-in-law along by the hand. Ever so careful not to tread on
the beautiful princess gown that she wore. She hoped that someday she would
get to dress up like in her own story books. "Lizbet' I'm glad you gonna be
my sister now."

Elizabeth smiled, as she stumbled over a few rocks in the path. "I'm glad too
Lulu. You know I always wanted a little sister."

"You did?"

"Yep," Elizabeth stated. "We're gonna have a lot of fun together!"

"Are you and Lucky gonna have a baby for me to play with?" The little girl
asked as she maneuvered over a couple of fallen branches.

Elizabeth giggled. "Well, not immediately Honey....but hopefully we'll have a
whole house full of kids for you to play with one day."

"Yay!" LuLu shouted.

Elizabeth laughed out loud. "Are we almost there yet?........."LuLu?...Honey,
where'd you go?"

Silence swept over her as the warm, tiny hand slipped from hers. The only
sound a gentle night breeze. Until...

The first chords of a melody floated through the soft wind. Caressing her
face in the same tender, comforting way it had all those years ago when she
couldn't sleep.

As you kneel beside your bed tonight...
Keep a little prayer for me in sight...

Elizabeth reached behind her, unfastening the blindfold. Her hand falling
slowly back to her sides as her eyes landed upon the most beautiful thing
she'd ever seen. Lucky sitting inside their boxcar. Playing the song he'd
written for her years ago. With candles surrounding him.

Know that I will be there
When you call
Know that I will catch you
If you might fall...

With their friends and family rendered speechless as they looked on from the
grass. He was playing. He was singing. He was looking at her and sending her
all the love he felt through his music. With his eyes. Not caring that anyone
else was listening.

Not seemingly worried at all that everyone could hear him.

Elizabeth...
Go to sleep
I wanna watch you breathe
I wanna feel God's peace

She moved towards him slowly. Her feet no longer touching the ground. The
white aisle beneath her seemingly far away.

How had they gotten here? To this place of love and peace?

All I want is this...
Elizabeth

Lucky held her gaze as he strummed the last note he would play that night -
in front of this crowd, and stood up. Extending his hand to her, and bringing
her into the boxcar with him.

A priest stepped from the side of the car, smiling at the two young people in
love. Two people that were more in love than any couple he'd ever seen. He
could see it in their eyes. The way they'd looked at each other from the
moment the girl had stepped onto the white carpet. She hadn't even seen him.
Her eyes had been focused on the boy serenading her the entire time.

Aaah, and the way the boy had went on and on about her before she'd arrived.

He looked down, not having to tell them to link hands. They already were. The
older man glanced out into the dark night. The stars a luminous backdrop to
the sea of loved ones that sat among the greenery of nature outside.

"Dearly beloved...we are gathered here today to join these two people in holy
matrimony. Two people - that from what I've heard - have crossed many an
ocean to be together. Have fought against all odds to be forever linked here
today. Their names written in heaven together - forever."

He turned to the groom beside him. The man's lip already a tremble as he bit
down upon it. A smile lit his face as he turned back to the crowd. "The groom
has informed me that he and Elizabeth will saying their own vows tonight - "

"You did?" Elizabeth asked, tears already slipping down her cheeks as she
smiled.

Lucky smiled in return, wiping quickly at his own cheeks and returning his
hand to hers. "Um...yeah, I figured we could sort of improv...wing it."

Elizabeth giggled and nodded. "Ok...you first."

Lucky licked his lips and glanced down at his feet for just a moment,
returning his gaze to her a second later. She looked like an angel sent down
from heaven. An angel made of both silk and steel.

"Seeing you now...as you came down that aisle," he began gesturing towards
the ivory carpet. "I was reminded of the first time I saw you...and I was
reminded of last New Year's Eve when I saw you for the first time after so
long - when we kissed at the stroke of midnight after being separated for
what seemed like forever...and each time I noticed something in your
eyes...Something that I couldn't place. But just now as I watched you come
down that aisle towards me...a word popped into my mind...

"Destiny. That's it Elizabeth...that's what you are. You're my destiny.
You're everything that I ever wanted. Everything that I never knew I even
needed," he chuckled through his falling tears. Unable to stop them. "All of
it.

"You're so strong. Stronger than you give yourself credit for...and you give
me strength when I don't think I have any left. You are what keeps me going
Elizabeth when I start to feel like things are hopeless. You're my strength.
My love - my life...You are my destiny.

"And no matter who or what has come along to tear us apart...it hasn't
succeeded. Because you can't fight fate. Destiny...destiny can't be stopped.

"My destiny - my eternity - my Elizabeth...now and forever.

Elizabeth sniffled, and reached out to brush the tears flowing over his
beautiful face. Unable to get a hold of her own reckless breathing or the
silent sobbing that overtook her. Her heart too full to speak.

"You've got my heart Elizabeth...that's a permanent lock. Everything I am is
in love with you. My soul, my mind, my body, my spirit. And that'll never
change. I pledge myself to you, Elizabeth. Today - forever."

His hands trembled as he slipped the tiny silver band along her slim finger.
It fitting perfectly atop the engagement ring he'd given her only hour ago.
The inside etched with a constant reminder of these first vows they'd taken
'soul, mind, body, spirit.'

"This ring...is my promise." Lucky sighed, shakily.

Elizabeth breathed in and out, her chest shuddering as the breath left her
body. She closed her eyes for only a moment before looking out into the mass
of faces and returning her gaze to their boxcar. Their safe haven. The
candles dancing in joy for what was taking place under the stars.

There wasn't a more perfect place for her to marry him.

"I know now...for certain that you are my angel," she whispered. Taking his
face in her hands. Her voice barely audible through the rock lodged in her
throat. "I know that....because this," she said gesturing around her. "This
was my haven..our haven..our safe place. The birthplace of our love....and
you - you've managed to turn it into even more....Heaven on Earth.

"I don't know how I got so lucky," she managed. Smiling as Lucky did at the
unintentional pun. "To have you come into my life....You're right - it...it
had to be destiny. That has to be it. Because...you are all there is for me
Lucky.

"You are everything I always wanted. And everything I never knew I needed.

"I spent my childhood feeling like the ugly stepsister from one of my
fairytale books...but," she sighed looking down at her gown and the man
before her. "You've managed to make me feel like a princess Lucky...because
you...You are my prince.

"You took a life that was nothing short of ordinary and you turned it into a
masterpiece. You...are the artist. And I will love you and cherish you until
my last breath for all that you are.....because I know now that it's all
possible. You are my heaven - right here on Earth."

Lucky inhaled through his nose and blew out through his red lips. Rubbing
quickly at the tears that cascaded in rivulets down his cheeks.

He held out his hand as she slipped the larger, silver band upon his ring
finger. The same reminder inscribed on the inside of his as well.

"This ring...is my promise," Elizabeth vowed, staring into his glassy blue
eyes.

"Well," the priest sighed. Discretely dabbing at his own tears a moment later
as the two lovebirds gazed longingly into each others eyes. Peace draping
over them like a warm cloak of certainty. "There is nothing more that needs
to be added to that....except -

Elizabeth and Lucky both turned to him, wide -eyed. Wandering what could
possibly be left. Eager to get their 'official' life together started. The
priest smiled and gestured quickly. "No need for heartattacks...only one
thing left....

"I now announce to you, for the first time: Mrs. and Mrs. Lucas Lorenzo
Spencer Jr.....Lucky, you may kiss your bride."

A sea of applause rose up from the ground beneath them, along with every pair
of feet that owned them. Every onlooker standing in awe of true love. The
real thing, live and in person.
~~~~~~~
"That's the last of them," Lucky sighed. Watching as the last wedding
attendee walked out of the clearing in the forest.

Elizabeth wrapped her arms around his shoulders from behind, staring out at
the gorgeous array of color just beginning to spread across the sky. It was
magnificent. Two morning doves stewed quietly just under the boxcar,
awakening the day.

Lucky rubbed his hands up and down her forearms, as he admired the same view.
"You cold?" He asked, turning partially to see her face.

"A little," she smiled. Nestling her head within the crook of his neck.

Lucky slipped away from her briefly to pull the door shut. He returned
quickly, wrapping his arms around waist. " How do you feel Mrs. Spencer?"

Elizabeth stepped back and twirled around in her gorgeous gown. "Aaaahhh!!!
Mrs. Spencer....Mrs. Spencer...Mrs. Spencer....Mrs. Spencer feels FABULOUS!"
She shouted. Stopping finally in mid twirl. She gazed into his joyful eyes.
"Do you think you could call me that all the time?"

"Mrs. Spencer?" He asked. "You really want me to call you that ALL the time?"
Lucky finished, moving closer to her. He raised his eyebrows suggestively.

"Oh yes, definitely then," Elizabeth smiled seductively. Wrapping her arms
around his neck as he neared her again. Feeling his hands link at the small
of her back. His fingers pressing firmly through the white satin.

"I'm afraid this carriage is about to turn back into a pumpkin though Mrs.
Spencer," Lucky sighed into her ear. Caressing the satin lacing that fastened
her into the dress. Crisscrossing up and down the entire length of her back.

"What do you mean?" Elizabeth asked, pulling away only slightly to see his
face.

Lucky grimaced. "We can't afford an actual honeymoon Elizabeth...YET, so I
was kinda hoping maybe we could stay here tonight. I mean I know it's not
what you would have -

Her lips interrupted his words, as they crashed hungrily into his. Kissing
away every doubt. Lucky's eyebrows knitted together in pleasure that looked
almost like pain. Her arms tightening around him as her lips left his. She
rested her head upon his chest. "This is perfect Lucky...I couldn't have
asked for anything more. I would love to spend the night with you here. This
is where we fell in love...

"It should start here," she added. Looking into his eyes. "Don't you think?"

Lucky nodded, and caressed her cheek. "Yeah...it should start here."

Lacing his fingers through hers, and bringing her hand up to his lips, he
pressed a gentle kiss to it. Letting his lips linger for a brief moment.
"Mrs. Spencer...will you dance with me?"

"Forever," she whispered. Watching as he strolled over to the turn table set
up in the corner. The machine situated right next to the television she'd
painted so long ago.

She bit her lip and smiled as the needle moved across the first chords.

At Last...

Lucky was at her side in an instant. Wrapping one arm and her waist, and
leading her with the other. Letting his nose brush softly against her hair.
The sweet aroma of the flowers that intertwined with her smooth strands
intoxicating him.

My love has come along
My lonely days are over
And life is like a song...

Elizabeth lay her head against his shoulder, and allowed her hands to travel
up his strong forearms and against his broad frame. Her fingers aching to
touch the skin that his suit covered. They danced smoothly against the flesh
revealed by his collar, playing against the soft strands of hair at his nape.

Oh yeah, yeah at last...

Both of his hands dropped to her small waist. His fingers weaving with one
another at the small of her back as she pressed tighter to him. He could feel
her heartbeat right against his. It felt wonderful. It felt meant to be.

The skies above are blue
My heart was wrapped up in clover
The night I looked at you

Elizabeth pulled slightly away, unable to keep from kissing his precious
lips. As their bodies swayed to the music. He moaned against her open mouth.
Eagerly accepting her inside.

Eagerly anticipating more to come. His own hands moved anxiously up her back.
His fingertips flitting about the complicated lacing. "There's a bow at the
top," Elizabeth panted, pulling away for only a moment.

I found a dream that I can speak to
I dream that I can call my own

Lucky bent before her, pressing his lips against her chest. The milky flesh
revealed by the low cut bodice. Her breasts beckoning him forth as they
threatened to spill over the edge of the tight corsetlike top. His lips
traveled lower and lower. Trailing kisses down her satiny cleavage.

Her fingers ran haphazardly through his hair, moving it this way and that as
his lips began to move upwards now. Towards her neck. His mouth so warm. So
soft...

I found a thrill to press my cheek to
A thrill that I have never known

Lucky pulled away for a brief moment, staring deep into his wife's eyes. He
kissed her full upon the lips and released her a moment later. Scooping her
up into his arms and carrying her over to the bed that sat pushed against the
place she had first painted one.

Elizabeth sighed as he lay on top of her. The satin of her dress smoothing
against the sheets. She sat up as he moved behind her. Untying the bow at the
very top of her dress, with patience unparalleled. He forced himself to go
slow. Placing kiss after tender kiss against her skin, as it was revealed to
him.

Too beautiful for mere words to adequately describe. His entire body aching
to be with her. Forever.

Oh yeah, yeah and you smiled
You smiled

Elizabeth shivered as the last of the lacing was unfastened. Her flesh
exposed, as his fingertips slid down the middle of her back ever so slowly,
just to reach the top of her silk pantyhose. She turned towards him, kneeling
as reached under her full skirt. Letting his hands linger against the smooth
material. She shuddered as they neared the place she yearned for them to
touch.

Lucky moaned as he slipped his hands inside of her stockings. Pulling at the
waistband, and reveling in the smoothness of her skin as it was slowly
exposed.

Oh and then the spell was cast
And here we are in heaven...

Elizabeth moved closer to him, lowering herself ever so slightly to kiss his
neck as she unsnapped the first button and then the next of his jacket. The
line of buttons seeming endless to her anxious fingers.

Finally she unfastened the top of his crisp white shirt, allowing her lips
access to the work of art that was his collar bone. Her tongue slid slowly
against it and she felt his flesh harden within the confines of his pants as
she lowered herself atop his lap.

Her fingers journeyed towards his fly. Tugging the zipper down quickly. He
sighed loudly against her lips as her slim fingers found their way inside,
brushing slowly along his taut flesh. His hand shook for some reason as he
found the spaghetti straps that still hung on her shoulders and moved them
aside. Letting his lips replace the fabric.

It was like touching her for the first time. Like water after a long drought

"Lucky," she sighed, letting her head fall back into his hands as he feasted
upon her neck and chest. His lips and tongue leaving a trail of moisture in
it's wake.

His hands moved swiftly down to where her gown was now bunched around her
waist. "Lift up sweetie," he instructed. As Elizabeth quickly did as he bid
her. Allowing him to rid of her the final covering.

His eyes traveled ravenously over her beautiful naked body. Seeing his wife
for the first time. "My God....you are beautiful," he whispered. Barely able
to speak.

Elizabeth eyes clouded over with tears, as she kissed him once again.
Smothering his breath with hers. Wanting all of him now. Her hands floated
softly down to his waistband, pushing at his constraints. They were gone a
moment later as he rose to help her as well.

His strong hands traveled up her thighs and to the luscious flesh of her
bottom. Cupping her and bringing her closer. Tighter against his constantly
growing need. He felt her moisture graze him through the fabric of his boxers
and he pushed against her. Groaning as he pulled the fabric down furiously.

Elizabeth moaned, kissing him with everything she had. Her lips running
rampant against his skin. Her femininity sliding over his masculinity in an
effort to ease the unyielding tension between them.

Her lips were no longer content to stay on his mouth. Traveling to his
cheeks. His neck. Lower now to his chest. His skin glistening in the dim
light. "Now Lucky," she moaned.

He heeded her command, pulling her up to him and wrapping his arms tightly
around her midsection as he lowered them both to the soft sheets beneath
them. His kisses trailed the entire length of her body as she writhed and
whimpered for the loving she so desired. As he kissed the insides of her
thighs until she cried out for him.

Elizabeth's fingertips clenched the fabric beneath her body as his tongue
lapped at her intimacy. As his fingers touched her privately - Secretly
bringing her to the edge. His lips pressed once again to her navel as she
called out his name in passion.

Lucky licked his lips and savored her sweet nectar as he moved up her body,
positioning himself between her welcoming thighs. Her name fell slowly on a
sigh as he entered her body in one ong, lingering, smooth action.

He bit his bottom lip as her body immediately hugged his. Her insides
mirroring the action of her arms as she clung to him.

He moved slowly within her. Wanting to take his time, but knowing that he
couldn't. His breath was warm upon her neck as her hips rose and fell with
his.

"I love you," he managed. Gradually beginning to pick up the pace. They had
all night to love each other. But suddenly...Suddenly his body could no
longer wait.

"I...." Elizabeth began. Her breath catching in her throat as his pelvis
rocked steadily into hers. "I love...you too."

The point of ecstasy loomed just above the horizon. The dawning of something
incredible building from every spot of her body. Promising to overtake her
senses. Devouring her every thought. She tightened her grip on his shoulders.
His moist flesh beautiful and warm.

But nothing would prepare her for what she was about to feel.

Lucky's thrusts began to quicken even more. Their flesh moving against each
other at a rapid pace. Neither of them willing to wait any longer. Both of
them panting with desire. His kisses deminished every idea in her head and
stole her breath.

As his fingers slipped between their bodies. She came in torrents around him.
Clenching him inside her heat and threatening to never let him go.

Her body's silent, but urgent demand propelled him forward and he came as
well. His seed bursting forth in powerful streams of pleasure. His body,
continuously moving against her as he came down from the peak of pure bliss.
There was nothing that would ever compare to this.

Elizabeth's hands traveled over the loosening muscles of his back as his hips
slowed to a stop against hers. She sensed his instinct to roll off of her,
but she wouldn't allow it. Pulling him to her equally moist body.

He was hers. Forever.

Her skin prickled as his erratic breaths brushed over her. As he wrapped his
now, weak arms around her and lay his head against the pillow of her chest.
Watching as her breasts rose and fell. Listening to her heartbeat slow to a
normal pace.

For you are mine....

"Mrs. Spencer?" Lucky sighed. "Would you think I was crazy if I wanted to do
that again...right now?"

Elizabeth ran her hands through his messy hair and sighed. "I'd be deeply
outraged if you didn't...we've got a lot of lost time to make up for Mr.
Spencer."

At last...

Lyrics by Etta James - "At Last"