yay for finally starting this new story! it picks up 4 years after Til Death Do Us Part. hope you all like it.

Chapter 1:

"Mommy!" A 4-year old Christopher Wolff yelled as he ran out of his preschool classroom at Amigos, to where his mom, Rosalina, was waiting for him.

"Hi baby," She scooped him up in her arms and kissed his forehead, pressing back his curly brown hair, something he had inherited from his uncle. "Did you have a good day at school?"

"It was alright, I played the drums in music class!" Chris exclaimed. "Everyone told me I was super good."

"Now that's what I like to hear, I'm sure your Uncle Al will love that," Rosalina tousled his hair. "Now let's get home, we've got a big weekend ahead of us."

"So what does a ring bearer actually do?" Chris asked his mother as they walked hand in hand back to their apartment.

"You are going to walk down the aisle right before mommy and daddy walk down," Rosalina explained. "And then you are going to give the rings to Uncle Thomas when he asks you for them."

"Do you remember your wedding to Daddy?" Chris looked up at his mom as they entered the apartment building.

"I sure do, it was the best day of my life," Rosalina smiled. "That is until you were born."

"I am pretty cool," Chris commented, making Rosalina laugh as she pushed open the apartment door. Nat was standing in the kitchen in front of the fridge and turned when the door opened. "Daddy!"

"Hey buddy," Nat wrapped his arms around his son's frame, throwing him over his shoulder. "Are you ready to be the best ring bearer to ever bear rings?"

"I don't know what that means," Chris admitted, making his parents both laugh. "Do you remember the day you married Mommy?"

"Of course, she looked like a real live princess!" Nat exclaimed, putting his arm around his wife and kissing her. "She still looks like a princess."

"Yeah Mommy is pretty, but I think Auntie Kris is going to look super pretty when she marries Uncle Thomas," Chris said. The front door opened with Alex and Thomas entered the apartment.

"I see little shoes by the door, where is my nephew?" Alex called from the doorway. "CAW, CAW!"

"I'm right here Uncle Al!" Chris took off running towards Alex when he heard his special nickname his godfather had given him, his initials as a bird call. Alex knelt down to the young boy's level and the two did their super-secret handshake. "I played the drums at school today!"

"Atta boy! Being the drummer of the band is way cooler than the lead singer," Alex winked, tossing shade towards his big brother. "You are going to get all the ladies at the wedding this weekend."

"Will there be any hot chicks, Uncle Thomas?" Chris looked up at Thomas, who smiled and tousled his hair.

"Yeah there will be, I'm marrying her, you dork." Thomas chuckled. "Speaking of that, the pleasant bride is requesting her loyal BFF's presence."

"What's with the tone, Tom?" Rosalina asked, earning her a glare from him. "She's getting married tomorrow, you jackass! She has the right to be a little stressed."

"What's a jackass?" Chris looked up at his uncles, making Alex and Thomas both laugh.

"Don't repeat that, ever! You hear me?" Rosalina demanded, pointing at her young son.

"I thought we were watching our potty mouths?" Nat smirked at his wife.

"Oh shut up," Rosalina hit his chest. "Come on buddy; let's go see if we can calm down Auntie Kris. Oh and boys, make sure you pick up…"

"David, Qaasim, and the girls from the airport, we got it." Nat held up a thumbs up to his wife. "I've got it handled."

"Thanks babe, I love you!" Rosalina grabbed her son's hand and the two rushed out the door, walking towards Thomas and Kristina's apartment. She pushed the door open and let her son enter first. "Kris!"

"Oh thank god, I'm having a shitt…oh there's my boy!" Kristina emerged from her bedroom in her wedding dress, stopping herself from swearing when she saw her godson was in the room. "What's up, little man?"

"You look like Cinderella!" Chris gasped, taking in seeing his godmother in her wedding dress. "But you already lost both your shoes."

"They're in my bedroom, how about you go get them for me?" Kristina suggested. The boy took off running into the bedroom.

"You are the perfect bride," Rosalina gushed.

"I am freaking out, is this really the right move?" Kristina asked her best friend in confidence.

"Come on Kris, he's the one for you. If he wasn't the one, he would have ditched you a long time ago," Rosalina laughed slightly, making Kristina smile. "It's like me and Nat."

"I don't think tomorrow could be anywhere close to perfect as your wedding," Kristina said.

"Oh with my husband getting shot and me finding out I'm pregnant, sounds very perfect," Rosalina winked.

"I just meant everything before that, everything I planned of course," Kristina teased as Chris came running out of the bedroom with Kristina's shoes. "Thank you handsome."

"You look very pretty Auntie Kris," Chris told his aunt as he leaned up against his mom's leg. "Did Mommy look that pretty when she married Daddy?"

"She sure did kiddo," Kristina smiled at Rosalina. "Are you excited to see your uncles later today?"

"Yes, I hope they bring me presents," Chris stated, making Kristina laugh.

"Baby your uncle's do not have to bring you presents; their coming to visit you should be enough of a present!" Rosalina told her son, tousling his curly locks.

"They'll bring me presents, they always do." Chris looked up at his mom with a grin that reminded her of his father's. "They love me."

"Don't we all," Kristina grinned.