A/N: Hello everybody……as promised we have written a sequel to A Family Affair……This one is a wedding fic……YAY…..Thank you to all those who reviewed our last story…..very much appreciated…….this story is dedicated to the Raaaatle Snakes , UWU (you know you guys are :p) and to Probie McFlower Power….without there help and constant support our stories would never happen……Any who…..we've ended up writing a life story…..so now you can read our precious little buba…… r&r

Chapter 1: I want white lilies

Kate pulled out her gun. She knew it would come down to this.

"I want white lilies, Ok."

Tony surrender, "What ever you want, babe."

Kate smiled and put her Sig back in its holster.

"It's good that we were able to agree."

"Humph."

He sulked over to the couch and plonked himself down. He was tired and all this wedding talk had made it worse. The relapse had brought his stamina and immune system down. Every now and then he'd feel a sharp pain in his chest just like he felt now. The pain was so bad that it brought tears to his eyes.

"Kate," he whispered, "Kate?"

Kate turned around to see Tony holding his chest. She quickly ran to grab his medication. She gave him his drugs and a glass of water. Once they were down and his breathing evened out she started to talk to him.

"Tony, are you ok?"

"Yeah, don't worry about it."

"Don't worry!? That was the worst pain you've ever had. Wasn't it?"

"Na."

"Scale of 1 – 10."

He looked at Kate. Her eyes were full of concern. He couldn't lie to her.

"12."

"Oh, Tony. Next time tell me." She pleaded.

"I did," said Tony, "It's not like I lied to you!"

"You're right, I'm sorry." Kate said, defeated. She was sick of fighting with Tony.

"Katie, can we just take the night off from the wedding? Please?"

"Are you kidding?! There is so much left to do! We have to organize the menu, the music, the flowers, the cutlery, and the napkins!"

"The napkins?! Seriously, I think we both need just one night away from this stress."

"You're right, I'm sorry." Kate said.

"Stop saying sorry. I still love you."

"Oh, I love you too."

"Remember Gibbs' rule."

"Which one?"

"I can't remember the number but I know what it is."

"That is?"

"Saying sorry is a sign of weakness."

Kate laughed, "Yeah I remember. Let's eat I'm hungry."

"I though you'd never ask."

Tony rose slowly off the couch and made his way into the kitchen.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm going to cook."

"No, you're not." Kate said, rising off the couch.

"Yes, I am."

"No, you're not."

"Yes, I am. I'm going to cook you an Italian meal. Just like my mother taught me."

"Really?"

"Yes."

Tony walked into the kitchen and began to cook whilst humming a familiar tune. Kate walked up, wound her hands around his waist and placed a kiss on his neck.

"I remember that tune. You sang it in the car on the way to your family reunion. What's it about?"

"How a man loves a woman and what she means to him. It describes how I feel about you."

He picked up one of her hands and placed it to his lips. He continued stirring the pot whilst Kate looked over his shoulder.

"What are you cooking? Say it in Italian, it sounds better."

"The whole sentence?"

"Na, just the food."

"Ok, well tonight we will be having a five course meal," He switched to an Italian accent, "For-a antipasto we will-a 'ave pasta a modica. Then for-a main we are 'aving pollo a parmigana. Next-a will-a be frutta, noccoli e formaggio. Last but-a not-a least we are-a 'aving Tiramisu e café. Signora mia, what-a you tink?"

He turned to face her.

"Whatever you said sounds very nice." She purred as she pressed a soft kiss to his lips. He deepened it as he raised a hand to her face. Her hands entwined around his neck as he pulled her closer to him. He broke away and placed butterfly kisses from behind her ear all the way down to her collar bone. She gave a low moan. It was one of his favourite sounds. She raised her led up to his waist. He slipped her skirt up to the juncture of her hip as she pressed herself against him. He released a low throaty moan as he broke away.

"Kate, you're distracting me. I want dinner to be perfect."

Kate shook her head and kissed Tony again. He nearly gave in but came to his senses.

"You…out…now. I need to concentrate." He said as he threw his hand in the direction of the door. Kate gave him a pout and walked out of the door.

"We can continue that later. After dinner."

"Only if you're lucky" She said seductively as she walked away, "I'm going to have a shower."

Tony watched her walk away and turned back to his cooking.

"Yuuummm, Tony. This is delicious. I didn't know you could cook like this." She said as she took another bite of the parmigana.

"There's a lot things you don't know about me, Katie." He smiled as he watched her eat having finished his meal before her.

"God, I'm so full."

"Well, how about you put on a DVD and I grab dessert."

He walked into the kitchen, grabbed the tiramisu and a spoon then walked back into the lounge room. He sat on the couch as Kate placed a blanket around his legs the settled into his chest.

"So, what are we watching?"

"Three men and a baby. I felt like laughing."

"That's fine with me. You know how much I love Tom Selleck."

They watched the movie whilst Tony spoon fed Kate dessert. The movie finished and Tony looked down at Kate.

"Kate, you're so cute."

Kate rose her head and gave him a greasy, "Cute? A puppy is cute."

Tony smiled. He loved it when she got angry. Her nose crinkled up and her eyes shined even more than usual.

"So, you're not cute, eh? Would you prefer gorgeous or amazing," Tony frowned in

concentration, "No…sexy, beautiful woman."

She snuggled into the crook of his neck, "That's better."

He placed a hand under her chin and raised her eyes level with his. He ran his hand along her jaw bone and over her lips. He placed a soft kiss on her nose.

"I love you more than anything in the world."

He placed a soft kiss on her lips. She reacted instantly by pulling him in kissing him passionately; furiously. After a few moments she broke away, placed her head on his shoulder and closed her eyes.

"Hey, Katie,"

"Yeah,"

"Am I lucky?" He smiled into her hair.

She looked up at him and walked towards the door.

"Nope." A smile tugged at the edge of her lips as she waled out of sight.

Tony smiled. She's going to be the death of me but, hey, I wouldn't want it any other way.

Glossary:

Pasta a modica: Pasta with bread crumbs

Pollo a parmigana: Chicken Parmigana

Frutta: fruit

Noccoli: nuts

Formaggio: cheese

Tiramisu: Is there even a translation for that…if there is someone please tell me…

Café: coffee

Signora mia: My Mrs.