Title: The Wedding: Bachelor and Bachelorette Parties, Chapter One.

Author: Pinkcat4569

Spoilers: No

Rating: PG: adult situations, and language may be raunchy to suit the parties. Will be sex talk.

Description: The wedding of Abby and Connor approaches. It's time to celebrate by throwing the time-honored parties for the bride and groom-to-be.

Disclaimer: I don't own Primeval or the characters. For fun only.

Author's Note: Sequel to The Wedding: Shopping. This is het, I don't like slash, but no offense to those who do.

1612 Words this chapter. Still writing it, will be multiple chapters, but unsure how long.

The Wedding: Bachelor and Bachelorette Parties

Should we invite the minister's wife?" asked Emily

Jess' eyes widened. "I...don't know. Honestly, would she come?"

Abby shrugged. "Invite her."

"It would be considerate."

"Is it appropriate, though? We don't know her. We're...not in the same social circle," said Jess.

Abby laughed. "I still say invite her. At the very least, we can tell our kids about the time we humiliated Lester by inviting the minister's wife to my hen party."

Jess laughed. "Now we have to."

They all agreed, and added her to the invitation list.

"We are inviting Mrs. Lester, are we not?"

"Of course, Emily. Although," said Jess, "what if she doesn't know that Lester bought Abby's dress and paid for some of ours?"

Abby smirked evilly. "She might think he has a whole harem on the side."

"Abby!"

They all laughed.

"Put her on the list," said Abby. "More opportunity to embarrass Lester."

Jess smiled. "Now, what kind of hen party do you want? Do you want something more classy, along the lines of a bridal shower, or something raunchy?"

"Hmm...Honestly, I could go either way," said Abby with a laugh.

"Indeed, Abby. I see you as classically debauched."

They all giggled.

"Maybe we should slow down on the wine," said Jess, giggling. They all broke into a fit of giggles.

"Oy, are you all behaving in there?" came Connor's voice from Jess' kitchen.

"No!" cried all three ladies. They were sitting and lounging on Abby's bed, with magazines, and notebooks strewn around them. Jess of course, had her laptop running, surfing between bridal sites.

"Are you?" cried Jess.

"Obviously," said Matt's brogue.

The girls laughed.

"Keep it down, we're planning my bachelor party in here!" cried Connor.

Jess giggled. "So are we."

"You're planning a bachelor party?"

"Shut up Becker! You know what I mean!" cried Jess.

The men laughed from their room.

"Back to our party," said Jess, "For the minister's wife, it should probably be more classy."

"I suppose. Lester would appreciate it," said Abby. "But where's the fun in that?"

Emily laughed. "Must we have just one party?"

"No! We can have both," said Jess. "In fact, we could do one here, at the flat, or a nice restaurant, and do one in a pub or dance club."

"I like that idea," said Abby. "Some people, like my grandmother, I'd like to include, but maybe not at a club. Plus, there's certain conversations I'd rather not have around her."

Jess grinned. "Like what you'll wear on the honeymoon?"

"Or what the best positions are for lovemaking?"

"Lady Emily!" cried Jess.

"Oh my God!" cried Abby, turning red.

"How is Connor?" asked Emily.

"Do not answer that! I don't want to know!" cried Jess, her hands over her ears.

Abby smirked evilly. "Quite nimble actually."

"Ew!"

"How's Matt?"

"I can't hear you!"

Emily smiled. "He can be...energetic, but also very gentle and attentive."

"Really?"

"I thought you weren't listening, Jess."

"It's not fair, Abby. I can't participate in this discussion."

"Are you a virgin, Jess?"

"Emily! I thought Victorians were repressed!"

Emily laughed. "I have not been a true Victorian for some time."

"Jess is turning pink."

"Hush. It's none of your business, but no, I'm not...a virgin. I'm not...overly experienced, and lately I've been sleeping only with my teddy bear."

The girls all laughed, even Jess.

"Maybe that will change soon," said Abby.

On cue, Becker's laugh was heard, and Jess blushed.

"Can we get back to the parties, please," said Jess.

"Yes, so one raunchy party at a club," said Abby, "and one nicer, more elegant party, inviting more...mature ladies and my family."

The girls nodded.

"I was under the impression that you did not have much family," said Emily.

"Except for Jack, there's just Gran, and a few far-removed Aunts. They'll want to be invited though."

Jess nodded. "They shouldn't come to the club with us, unless they like to bump and grind."

Abby was sipping and spewed.

The men heard raucous laughter from the bedroom.

"What are they doing?" asked Becker.

Matt smirked, "And is it PG?"

Becker made a face. "Gross, Matt."

"I dunno..." said Connor.

"Stop it, you guys. The girls wouldn't...," said Becker.

"You're right," said Matt. "Besides, Jess certainly wouldn't, not with you available."

Becker glared at him, and took a swig of beer.

"I wouldn't have asked you to be best man, Becker, if I knew you were such a prude."

"I'm not a prude," said Becker, his voice raising.

His mates laughed. "You are," said Matt. "It'll take you another two years to take Jess home with you."

Becker second. "First, that's none of your business, and second, there's nothing wrong with going slow."

"Slow? Dude, there's slow, like a snail, and then there's Becker speed," said Connor.

Matt laughed.

"I thought we were here to talk about your party, Connor."

Connor laughed. "Right. Sorry. I don't care. Without Abby it won't be any fun, anyway."

"Aww," said Matt. "You are so whipped."

Becker laughed. "Abby is the man in the house." They snickered.

Connor wasn't amused.

"Strippers," said Matt, with a leering smile.

Becker smiled too. "I know a couple."

"You do not!"

Becker laughed. "I've been to so many bachelor parties, Connor. Lots of my friends have left the military to get married over the years. I have contacts."

"Stripper contacts?" asked Matt. "Does Jess know?"

"Know what?"

"That you"ve got...stripper friends," said Connor.

Again, Becker laughed. "They're nice girls, supporting themselves through dancing. They aren't sleazy or bad. Yes, they are friends, but nothing for Jess to worry about."

"You'd be comfortable with them stripping for us?"

"Why not? It's their jobs."

Connor smiled. "Well, OK, strippers."

"Fine," said Becker. "I'll call them. Are you sure Abby won't mind?"

"Nah...They'll probably have their own."

Becker and Matt stared at him.

"You're kidding."

"They'd hire male strippers?"

"Sure. Jeez, Matt, you're a prude too?"

Matt blushed. "Girls...dancing is one thing...guys...ew!"

Connor laughed. The sight of big strong Matt and Becker growing green was too funny. "Unless they ask you two."

Becker spewed, and Matt gagged.

They then started throwing nuts and crisps at Connor.

"Quit!"

"You're sick, Temple!"

"Whoa! What's going on in here!" cried Jess.

The ladies came in to the kitchen to see what the ruckus was about.

"Connor is insane," said Becker.

"All I said was..."

"Stow it, Connor!" cried Matt.

"What's wrong?" asked Abby. "Why are Matt and Becker blushing?"

Connor smirked. "We were talking about strippers."

Abby laughed. "It's fine. I really don't care, go ahead and have strippers guys."

"Told you. Abby, I'm fine with it too, if you want male strippers."

Matt and Becker groaned and turned pink.

"You prudes!" cred Jess.

"That's what I said," said Connor. "Then I suggested that they might want to try dancing."

Abby and Jess broke out laughing.

"Great idea!" cried Abby.

"I'd love to see you wiggle and strut your stuff, Becker!"

"Don't even joke about it, Jess!" he cried.

"The girls have explained 'stripping' to me," said Emily. "I believe you would be good at it, Matt."

"Emily, I love you, but shut up."

Emily smiled.

Jess, Abby, and Connor shook with laughter.

"If we don't seriously get to planning, I'm leaving," said Becker.

"Oh...don't be like that," said Jess, moving onto his lap.

Becker turned pink. "I think you're a little tipsy, Jess."

She ignored him. "We can plan together. We need to talk about the rehearsal and dinner anyway. The venue wants us to rehearse the Saturday before the ceremony," she said, "And Abby and I thought we could all go for dinner, before or after."

"Who all is in the rehearsal, again?" asked Connor.

"The wedding party: all of us, and Jack."

"Jack," muttered Becker.

Abby smiled. "Try not to hurt him."

"I'll try," he said. "For you."

She laughed. "Dinner would be great."

"Fine," said Connor, smiling at his fiance.

"So, are you all ready for the bachelor party?" asked Jess.

"No. They shoot down everything," said Connor, frowning. "First I said movie night. They said, 'no sci-fi.' That killed that."

Abby shook her head.

"We suggested going to a casino," said Becker. "Connor's apparently been banned."

"So have I," said Jess.

"We can't help it if our superior math skills kick in," said Connor.

"I know. It's not cheating. It's skill," said Jess.

Becker looked at her. "It is cheating. It's counting cards."

"Spoil sport," said Jess.

"So what are you going to do?" asked Emily.

Connor shrugged. "Becker knows some strippers."

"You do?" asked Jess.

"We're just friends."

"Like you and me?" asked Jess.

"No. We're more than friends," he said.

She smiled and kissed him. "But we used to be just friends," she said, "What if they think they can be more with you too, someday?"

Bekcer smiled. "Are you jealous?"

"No," she said, pulling at her skirt.

He laughed. "You are! Don't worry. I don't like them in that way."

"Promise?"

"Yeah. I promise."

"Aren't they cute?" asked Matt.

Becker glared at him, but his attention was diverted as Jess began making out with him.

"We just lost Becker," said Connor.

Abby laughed. "We lost Jess too."

"We should call it a night," said Emily. "I have had much wine."

Matt nodded, "Let's quit for tonight."

Abby nodded. "Goodnight. Are you fine to drive?"

Matt nodded. "I am. Don't let Becker drive home for a while yet."

Abby looked at the Captain, being smothered by Jess. "Not a problem," she said with a smirk.

Matt and Emily nodded, and began to leave.

"Wait!" cried Connor. "Can the strippers dress like dancing girls from Return of the Jedi?"

End of Chapter One