"Will you marry me?"

Tintin gasped and tears came to her eyes "yes, a thousand times yes."

Alan stood up and slipped the ring onto her finger then they kissed, cheers aroused from the balcony and the two turned to see the family all standing on the balcony with glasses ready to serve the champagne.

"So, when's the wedding going to be?" Gordon smiled.

"Well, I guess we'll have to plan that" Alan looked up with a grin.

"Come on up and have some champagne you two" Virgil called and disappeared into the lounge followed by the group.

Alan and Tintin left the poolside and headed up, when they arrived glasses were handed to them and Jeff raised his.

"Congratulations son and well, soon to be daughter, we couldn't be happier for the both of you. So, to Alan and Tintin."

"Alan and Tintin!" a chorus rang out.

"We're all looking forward to it."

Later that evening Tintin went to her room to call a friend on the videophone, her friend answered almost immediately.

"Tintin, my god it's been ages!"

"Esmerelda, I need your help."

"Name it and I'm there."

"Alan proposed to me, look" Tintin showed her friend the ring which sparkled as it caught the light.

"Oh Tintin it's beautiful, and congratulations" she blew a kiss.

"Thank you. Anyway, I need to find a dress."

Esme grabbed a notepad and pen "what day are you free to come over? We need to go shopping."

Tintin laughed "I can go down on Thursday."

Esme nodded jotting down the date "perfect, I'm so excited. We must go to Divas, they do some of the best dresses."

"Sounds lovely, I'll see you on Thursday."

"Alright sweetie, I'll be waiting" Esme winked and said goodbye.

The next day Alan and Tintin met in the lounge to discuss wedding plans.

"We're going to have to perform the wedding here" Tintin said browsing through a magazine.

"And it's going to be a tight guest list too, who should we invite?"

Tintin tapped the pen against her cheek "name me your friends and I'll jot them down."

"Alright. There's Kenny Malone and Orlando Ganso my racing buddies, my brothers obviously, our fathers and that's kinda it. I lost contact with a lot of people when I joined the business" Alan sighed "how about you?"

Tintin passed the pad over "ok, Esmerelda Jackson is my closest friend, Chloe Edwards who's a friend from school, Lady Penelope and Parker, Brains, Grandma, Rick Ochet…"

"Tintin, really?"

"I'm allowed to invite whoever I'd like, oh shit wait, he knows you and Scott!"

"What a shame" Alan smiled with a hint of sarcasm in his voice.

Tintin hit him playfully "you're such a tease, who else is there? Eddie Housman, he has to come."

Alan sighed and put the names down reluctantly remembering the last time Eddie had come over "is that everyone?"

"Oh and Cass Carnaby."

"Cass? But he knows us."

"He hasn't told anyone about us, he promised. How many is that overall?"

Alan counted up "sixteen! There must be more than that?"

"Wait, how about Colonel Casey?"

"What about him?"

"He doesn't know our true identity."

"Alright then seventeen. That's still not a lot of people."

Tintin smiled "never mind. I've never really liked the idea of big weddings anyway."

"You never know, the fellas might invite some of their friends to the wedding."

"They can, I don't mind."

"I'll grant them the permission then" Alan chuckled then John's portrait flashed, he went over to the desk "what's up John?"

"Hey Al, congratulations. Sorry it's not all good news, I've just had a call from Spain, a fire has broken out on the middle floors of an office building, people on the top floors are in serious danger."

"FAB John, I'll get Dad."

Eventually the others had all heard the situation and had gone out to the danger zone, Alan had gone too leaving Tintin to continue planning the wedding, she decided to start work on the invites and finding the addresses of the invited guests from the mainland and other countries.