Notes: Welcome to a little three parter about Sharon's wedding dress. Enjoyyyyyy!

Sharon tucks her toes under the edge of Andy's thigh as she stretches out on the couch next to him. His attention was captured by a baseball game between the Mets and Braves and so she was taking the time to go through some of the wedding magazines that her daughter had sent over. She and Andy had agreed on having a small wedding at St. Joseph's with a similarly sized reception following. Both of them had had extensively large Catholic weddings of a couple hundred plus people the first time around, many guests tagged with the label "family friends". So, when their guest list came up to just under 120 people they were quite happy with that number.

Sharon grabs the first magazine off the top of the pile, seeing that it specialized in wedding dresses and current fashion trends for weddings. She folds the cover back before starting to flip through the pages, dogearing things that she wanted to come back to.

By the time Sharon was halfway through the stacks of magazines she could clearly tell that dresses were on her mind. The majority of the pages she'd dogeared were dresses for her or the bridesmaids, only a small percentage being decor or theme based. She was gnawing on her bottom lip gently as she read the thin pages before she pauses and backtracks a page, her eyes widening slightly. On the page she had just breezed past she found herself looking at a model wearing what was being coined as a "naked wedding jumpsuit". Lace was thinly laid out over the transparent netting of the jumpsuit base. It would thicken to cover the important parts and on the smaller inlaid photo of the back Sharon could see a thin string of buttons holding the whole thing together on the model. She could admit that the piece was beautiful, a great piece of fashion, but she found it much more geared towards the bedroom visually than necessarily the ceremony. And you would most likely only be wearing it once, tears and rips had to be inevitable.

Sharon's eyes flick up to look at Andy, seeing a furrow in his brow as he stares at the tv. She wiggles her toes to get his attention before turning the magazine around to him. This would be fun.

"Honey, what do you think of this instead of a wedding dress?" Andy barely tears his eyes away from the tv, his head twisting slightly like he wanted to look at her but just couldn't as he answers.

"Looks great," He mumbles before turning his attention again back to the tv.

"Andrew Flynn," Sharon exclaims as she hits him with the magazine, "You didn't even look."

"Ow!" Andy exclaims before turning to look at her, "I thought I wasn't supposed to see the dress before hand!"

"The one I'm going to wear," Sharon rolls her eyes and thwacks him one more time before returning to reading, "You are such a boy sometimes."

"Last time I checked I was," Andy grins cheekily, "Okay. Let me see."

"Nope," Sharon shakes her head, "Now you'll never know."

"I could just look at the magazine later."

"I doubt you could figure out what I was going to show you," Sharon replies as she closes the magazine and tosses it on the pile. She stuffs her feet further under his leg so she can stretch out and rest her head on the throw pillow that had been behind her back, "Who's winning?"

"The Braves," Andy grumbles.

"Mmm, tragic," Sharon hums before draping her arm behind her head and turning her eyes to the tv. The two continue to watch the game together until Rusty gets home. Sharon sits up a little bit and smiles at the boy as he sets his bag down by the table and leans down to untie his shoes, "How was work?"

"Fine," Rusty shrugs as he puts his shoes in the proper place before standing up, tugging on his tie, "Just a long day."

"There's some dinner for you in the microwave."

"Who cooked?" Rusty asks as he heads towards the kitchen, draping his suit jacket over his chair. He'd collect everything and take it back to his room when he headed that direction after eating.

"You're a riot," Sharon laughs as she drops back down retaking her lounging position, "Andy cooked, so you can avoid food poisoning."

"Ooh veggie lasagna," Rusty comments as he looks at the plate before closing the microwave again and punching in a time and pressing the start button. Sharon winks at Andy as she hears Rusty's excitement. Andy's vegetarian lasagna was about the only 100% vegetarian dish that the boy would get excited about. Andy winks back at his fiancée and turns the channel from the runaway game before landing on a movie.

"Hmmm, I don't think I've seen this since it was in theaters," Sharon comments as she pulls her feet out from under Andy's legs and puts them in his lap, wiggling her toes in invitation.

"No? It's a classic!" Andy exclaims as he gestures at the tv, "Robert De Niro, Lorraine Bracco, Ray Liotta…it's a stellar cast."

"Mmmhm," Sharon grins.

"What?"

"Nothing. It's just cute to see you get so worked up about a movie. I don't think I've seen you this way since I told you I hadn't see the Godfather 3."

"It's a terrible movie…but it deserves to be seen," Andy argues.

"Yes, yes, yes," Sharon replies with a roll of her eyes and shoots Rusty a look as she catches him snickering. It surprised her to find out that her fiancé was a mob movie buff once they started actually dating. She generally put up with it because he seemed to only enjoy the older classics and would generally end up regaling her with stories about his old neighborhood, "We have had the argument before."

Andy grins and winks at her before grabbing one of her feet and starting to rub. The two sit in silence for a while until Rusty cleans up his dinner and heads to his room. After wishing the kid goodnight they focus back on the screen and Andy opens his mouth to make his first comment.

"I could have been a Henry Hill you know?"

"Oh yeah?" Sharon arches her eyebrow slightly as she watches Henry court Karen into the Copa.

"Half breed Italian just wanting to make a name for himself. Sound like someone you know?"

"Not at all," She grins, "What stopped you?"

"My mom actually kept me from working in the cabstand," Andy comments, "Which was probably a good thing. By the time I was about 14 they were starting to run drugs. Instead she made me get a job at the grocery store bagging groceries."

"Aw, my little Andy bagged groceries for his first job."

"Kept me out of trouble for the most part…"

"Liar," She calls out.

"You're right about that one," Andy laughs and leans over to press a kiss to her lips. Sharon chuckles and kisses him back softly.

"Are you done going down memory lane or can we turn in for the evening?" She asks before pressing her lips to his again, lingering for a moment to give him an idea of what was going through her head.

"Why don't we turn in?" Andy says as he turns the tv off before helping the brunette up from the couch. They quickly go through their regular nightly routine of locking up the condo before heading down the hallway together. Sharon lets out a giggle as Andy pushes her into their bedroom before kicking the door closed behind them.

[TBC]