"Where are they?" Twisting the ring on her left hand, Emily paced back and forth in the empty hallway. A room full of people waited behind a closed door a few feet away. "I swear to god if their consummating their marriage without going through the second wedding I will kill them."
"Emily stop wearing out the carpet." Leaning her head against the wall behind her, Brenda yawned. They'd done a miricle in a little amount of time.
There'd been flowers to get, guests to find. Not to mention the thrown together reception waiting for them a few more rooms down the hall. Now all they had to do was have a bride and a groom to get the show on the road.
"What if they don't show?" Her pretty mouth pinched into a frown, Emily rubbed at her forehead.
"Will you stop that!" Slapping at Emily's hand, Brenda made a face. "Not only is it annoying and bad for you pours." Brenda folded her arms across her chest. "But it looks as though you're trying to rub a lamp for wishes."
Dropping her hand to her side, Emily stuck her tongue out. "If they're not here in ten minutes, you're going to be the one to go in there and tell everyone the weddings off."
"Sorry. My powers are only to be used for good." Smirking at Emily's growing anxiety Brenda pretended to study her nails. "Why are you wound so tight?"
"Because after what happened last time I want this night to be perfect. Jason and Elizabeth deserve it."
"I'd think they'd appreciate the irony if it didn't go off without something happening."
"You're kidding right?" Looking almost ill, Emily started rubbing at her forehead again. "Please tell my you didn't do something . . ."
"Like hire a stripper to interrupt their vows?" Laughing at the horrified look on Emily's face, Brenda shook her head. "Of course not. I wouldn't do anything to ruin their wedding. Well their second wedding."
"Not when I have a life time of mischief ahead for us." Her laughter was cut short with the sound of the elevator bell announced it's arrival. Both females let out a sigh of relief when Jason stepped into the hallway with Michael on his hip and Elizabeth's hand in his.
"Where in the hell have you two been?" Apparently Bridezilla was back, and possessing Emily's body. "There's a roomful of guests in there who are being tortured by Johnny's dumbass jokes." Taking Michael from Jason, Emily hurried down the hall.
Watching everything with an evil smile on her face, Brenda was smart enough to take a step back as Emily passed. Usually sweet and polite, the girl had an evil side to her she hid well. "You know there's still enough time to go get sloppy drunk. Relive the past."
"Shut up Brenda." Jason grimaced toward the door that led to the chapel. The only way he could explain the nauseous, cramped feeling in his stomach was nervousness. For the first time in his life, or at least the parts he could remember, he was nervous. No. He was scared shitless.
He was about to pledge himself, again, to Elizabeth. This time he was going to make sure he remembered every detail. That, and he wasn't going to fuck it up this time. This version of their marriage was going to be until death do us part. Even then he doubted he'd be pried away from the wonderful woman by his side.
Winking over at Elizabeth, Brenda stepped forward and adjusted Jason's tie. "Look, you have a big boy tie on. I always thought you used one of those clip on kinds."
Narrowing his eyes at the tiny woman, Jason felt satisfied when she started to fidget under his heavy stare. Finally Brenda couldn't take it anymore and snapped. "What?"
"I'm just imagining you with duct tape over your mouth."
"Ha-ha. Funny." Giving him a bored look that didn't quiet travel to her sparkling eyes, Brenda tossed her hair over her shoulder. "Better get in there and take your place. The crowd's about to get restless."
Feeling his stomach tighten again, Jason turned to Elizabeth and took both her hands into his. Her skin felt like silk. He felt like a giant standing next to her. He'd made so many mistakes. Had hurt her. Leaving her when she'd been at her lowest. He'd all but kicked her puppy, but after all that she still wanted him. And he was going to spend his life worshiping the ground she walked on.
"I'll see you in there."
"Have I told you yet how handsome you look?" Stepping forward and touching her lips softly against his, Elizabeth was about to pull him closer when an angry voice snapped at them from behind.
"What are you doing? There's people in there waiting and you two are making out in the hallway?" Pointing a finger into Jason's chest, Emily snapped. "I swear to God if you're not at the front of the Chapel, standing next to Sonny in two seconds-."
Leaning over quickly and kissing his baby sister on the forehead, Jason smirked. "Has anyone told you that weddings bring out the best in you?"
"You'll thank me latter." Gripping onto his suit jacket in an iron grip, Emily marched him into the room. Leaving Elizabeth alone in the hallway with Brenda.
"Are you going to be okay?"
Taking a deep breath, Elizabeth nodded.
"You might want to exhale. It works better when you're trying not to faint." Smiling knowingly at her, Elizabeth watched Brenda head over to a box sitting up against the wall.
Pulling out a bouquet of soft pink and white lilies, Brenda held them out to her. "There wasn't much to choose from. Not at this hour."
"They're pretty." Touching the petals gently, Elizabeth smiled softly at the way her hands were shaking. "I can't believe I'm so nervous."
"Second thoughts?" Looking amused, Brenda pulled out two more bouquets from the box.
"No." Shaking her head, Elizabeth's eyes darted to the door, expecting to see Emily standing there. Ready to become unglued. "You'd think already being married would make me less nervous. But it makes it more real to me. And there's Michael. I hope I can be the Mother he needs me to be."
"I think you're sweating the small stuff." Brenda said in a seldom moment of seriousness. "I don't think you have it in you not to be a great Mother. To Michael, or the children you and Jason will someday have. If you weren't the person you were, I wouldn't have been rooting for you all this time." Her soft smile turned into a slight smirk. "Besides, you're a kick in the ass to get in trouble with."
"Thanks." Wiping the moisture from her eyes, Elizabeth hugged her friend tightly. "You too."
"Okay let's get this show on the road." Stepping out into the hallway, Emily paused when she saw her two friends hugging. "I want a hug."
"Only if you take your medication and bring Emily back." Sniffing, Brenda tried to keep from bawling like a baby. If couldn't keep her eyes dry before the bride got down the aisle, her perfectly applied mascara didn't stand a chance.
Coming over and joining the hug, Emily smiled. "You look beautiful."
"We all look beautiful." True to Brenda form, Sonny's wife pulled herself together with a joke. "Are you ready Mrs Morgan, to become Mrs Morgan. Again?"
"You have no idea."
"I'm sweating like a pig." Pulling at the collar around his neck, Max grumbled when Francis jabbed him in the ribs with his elbow.
"Will you shut your trap?" Grumbling under his breath, the other man grinned over at the Justice of the Peace when he looked their way. "There's respectable people here."
"We're in freaking Vegas." Muttering low, Max shifted his large body. "And half the people in this room is connected to the mob."
"What're you saying?" Johnny grumbled. "That were a bunch of untrained apes scratching ourselves and flinging poo at one another?"
"That's just gross." Making a face, Max had the grace to blush when Sonny sent the three men a look.
"I don't know half the people here." Looking around the room, Francis tried to ignore the way his feet throbbed. "Who are they?"
"Don't know." Johnny shrugged. "Ask Brenda and Emily."
"You know, when I finally find the right woman to settle down with, I sure as hell aint gonna let her lead me around by the nose like those girls do." Max said, and immediately swallowed a groan when his feet where stepped on by the men on either side of him.
"Where is she?" Trying to block out the bickering of two men, Jason kept his eyes glued to the door. "You don't think she changed her mind?"
"Yes Jason. I think she changed her mind." Sonny answered sarcastically. "What's up with you?"
"I don't know." Frowning, Jason prayed this uptight feeling would disappear.
"It's from the lack of sex." Johnny whispered. The four men standing by Jason swallowed their laughter when the Justice of the Peace looked their way again. When it was good to talk again, Max mumbled under his breath. "I bet it'll be nice to have your blood travel back to your brain soon."
Before Jason could answer, the music began to play. His attention was targeted on the door where Brenda just entered. Watching her walk down the aisle, he couldn't help but wonder why bridesmaids had to walk so slow. Was it to torture the groom? Having to stand there, at the front of the room, while everyone stared.
Emily came in next, and Jason saw Johnny stand up a little straighter out of the corner of his eye.
The tempo changed, and everyone in the room turned. Soon Jason came into view. Her mink colored curls framed her face from where they escaped the up-do she'd fought with earlier. A shimmering ice blue dress kissed her body in all the right places. Shimmering diamonds circled her neck and hung from her ears. But none of those things meant anything to him. It was the bright smile and teary eyes that stole his breath away.
It wasn't that he could just see the emotions on her face. But he could feel them. Deep inside. Knowing he could cause her such happiness filled him until he thought he'd burst.
Until he met Elizabeth, Michael had been his reason for living. Before he'd been blessed with his son, it'd been his friendship with Sonny. Every year he had more reasons and watching Elizabeth draw near, he wondered how many more they'd be able to add.
What seemed to be an eternity, Elizabeth was standing before him. Handing her flowers to Emily with shaky hands. Bringing her eyes up to his, Jason couldn't keep the big goofy smile off his face.
Squeezing her hands before turning to the Justice of the Peace, Jason smiled when the man winked at him before clearing his throat.
"Dearly beloved. We are gathered her today . . ."