A/N I am writing this solely for myself. It's a load of rubbish, so keep reading at you own risk.

Getting ready

"Jimmy?" She said in her most seductive voice trailing her finger up his chest. "Yes honey." He replied in his gorgeous Irish lilt.

"Will you come to the wedding with me Friday?" she twirled some of her hair around her finger and pouted slightly.

"You know, that doesn't work on me Becks." He said with a bit of a smirk. "But yes, I would love to go with you. As long as we can have some fun. I know how much they hurt you."

"Pah, hurt me, never. You can have as much fun as you like, but no killing, maiming, kidnapping or extortion." She counted them off on her fingers as she listed them.

"Does emotional blackmail count as extortion?"

"Yes."

"You really aren't very fun."

"That's not what you were saying last night" Jim smirked remembering the fun they had had the night before.

Friday came around and Rebecca spent the morning preening and choosing the perfect outfit. What does one wear to the wedding of the boy who broke her heart all those years ago? She opted for a blue Grecian style evening gown with a studded shoulder, her favourite black leather jacket and her black Kurt Geiger heels. Her long brown wavy hair hung over one shoulder, she had almost finished applying her make up, smoky eyes and a touch of lipstick, when Jim walked in. "Should I be jealous? You look incredible Becks." He said. "Also, it's only fair that I let you know, if you wanted, I have a bit of a plan." Rebecca smiled inwardly, today was going to be fun. "Moran is ready, all you have to do is say the word and we can fake Christina's suicide. It will look as though she got cold feet and ran."

"Jim," She giggled walking over to him. She stood in front of him and held him by the shoulders and looking him in the eyes, those beautiful brown eyes... "I am happy for them, I want them to be happy." She stood on tiptoe and planted a kiss firmly on his lips before wandering back to the mirror and finishing off her makeup.

Jim smirked. "I'll take that as a no then."

"We had better be going," She said getting up from the chair and moving across the room towards the door.

"Hold on," Jim said lightly grabbing Rebecca's arm. "I have something for you." He bent down, Rebecca almost stopped breathing. He pulled out a jewellery box from under the bed. Inside was the most beautiful diamond necklace. Rebecca let out a breath. "Thank goodness for that. I thought you were going to propose." She said with a giggle. Jim laughed back his hand resting on the smaller box in his jacket pocket. Maybe this wasn't the right moment.

A/N More on the way. If you want it.