Mother of the Bride. What a thing to call herself. She couldn't believe her daughter was getting married. It just seemed like yesterday that Emily was trying on a dress for her first school dance and now, her daughter, the successful NYU senior, stood in front of her wearing the most gorgeous wedding dress her mother had ever seen.

Faith fought back tears as she looked at her daughter.

"Oh mom, don't cry… If you do I think I'll loose it too…" Emily said as she embraced her mom.

"Im not crying because Im sad I just cant believe that you are all grown up and about to start a life of your own." Faith murmered as she pushed a lock of her daughters perfectly curled hair out of the way.

"mom…" Emily murmered as the shared another quick embrace.

They were interrupted by the wedding planner who gently knocked on the door of the bridal suite.

"Five minutes Emily", she said cheerfully as she peeked her head in the door.

"Thank you Amy." Emily replied softly as the wedding planner vanished as quickly as she came.

A silence filled the room as Faith quietly slumped onto the couch and Emily moved to glance out the windowpane in front of her.

"I hate waiting like this!" Emily exclaimed.

"It'll pass by fast enough" faith replied

It had been seven years since the 55 had been dismantled and Faiths life had changed forever. Five since she made Lieutenant and began running an outfit of her own and two since Emily's father had died.

"Mom…" Emily asked uneasily as she turned from the window pane.

"Yeah? Is everything ok? You aren't getting cold feet are you?" Faith asked seriously

Emily flashed a smile at her mother… "No! Of course not this is what I want more than anything but I can't help but wondering if you want a happy ending too."

Faith looked dumb founded at Emily.

"I think I have a happy ending. I mean, sure its lonely at times and work can be stressful but my bills get paid and I always have you if I need company."

"That's not what I mean," Emily said to her mother. "Don't you ever wish you had someone to come home to? To tell everyone about everything? I know this sounds weird but I don't know what I would do without Nathan. He's my sounding board for everything. Doesn't it drive you crazy?"

Faith took a deep breath. It was if though her daughter knew her deepest darkest secret and was openly questioning it. Should she tell her how she missed him? The things told her all along about him a lie?

Faith took a deep breath.

"Sometimes, but todays not one of those days."

No, she couldn't tell her daughter how it had hurt over these years. How he still called her week to week to check in, to hear her voice… She knew why he called but she never gave him what he wanted. Never gave an excuse for him to come over or a reason to be concerned. Bosco had his own life now. Sheriff of some random New Jersey town that perceived him as a war hero and she wasn't about to interrupt it.

Emily opened her mouth to say something but before she could get it out the wedding planner returned to inform her it was time. Time to marry the man of her dreams and pray like hell her mom finally mounted the courage to accept hers had been standing right in front of her for all these years