Author's Note: Hey All, thankyou to everyone who has read my story so far and those who have favourited and followed the process of this fanfiction, I feel so loved.

And a huge thankyou to goodnightstars who gave me my very first review on not only this fanfiction but ever. Thankyou for the encouraging words. x

Sorry this chapter has come out quite late after the first!

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WILL

Will turned around; putting the two chairs, he'd been carrying at that moment down against the grass of the lawn. Inside he was seething with anger; Marcus had dared come here, the day of his sister's wedding and had ruined everything. Marcus had come for revenge for all that had come to pass, but also to get his revenge on Ronnie. Not because she had done anything wrong, more that she hadn't done anything. For Ronnie had confided in Will previously that when she had first arrived this summer in North Carolina she had met up with Galadriel; or Blaze, as she now liked to be known, and in doing so had come face to face with Marcus. This came to some sticky situations and lead to some confrontations and rejections.

Ronnie. He hadn't seen her since they were together on the decking outside his dad's boat, and then it had all just happened so quickly...

Marcus had turned up, insulting and taunting with him in front of Ronnie; "I mean it, Richie Rich. You really charmed the pants off her...Almost, anyway." Will could remember Marcus' words fresh and clear but had been unable to retell them to anyone. Then Marcus had even gone as far as to provoke Will once again about the fire, and just like that, that had been it; enough was enough. Will had, without thinking, any thoughts on the consequences that may have arisen due to his reaction, and against Ronnie's shouts of no, had launched himself towards Marcus at which they had ended up colliding into the tent, which had subsequently collapsed with ease; knocking the guests within as they stood there sipping champagne and chatting merrily together moments before.

Marcus had then slipped away from the scene of chaos and mess so quickly that no one had even seen him except for Ronnie and Will, meaning that his mum had come to quickly blame Ronnie for the disaster.

He was furious and frustrated because he couldn't fully explain that it had been the fault of Marcus, and not Ronnie whom his mum seemed so insistent on blaming; and this was merely due to the possibility that in return for Will planting the blame of Marcus, Marcus would let the knowledge of how the fire at the church had really started out. No matter how hard he persisted however he knew he just couldn't do it; it would ruin Scott and all his hopes to get that scholarship.

Now he was here, clearing up after the wedding on strict and pursed lipped orders from his mum, and now his dad wanted to speak with him, did this also have to do with the accident? He really didn't feel up to arguing his and Ronnie's case any longer for no one seemed to be listening and were just being so narrow minded.

Will didn't speak but nodded his head stiffly in his father's direction. His dad reached him and motioned to the two chairs that were nearby their position, before sitting upon one himself and looking up at him Son momentarily before Will followed suite and cautiously lowered himself into the other chair next to his dad. He looked out across the lawn towards the water where his sister and Daniel stood in each other's arms, full of never ending love for each other; the love he felt for Ronnie and which she had told him she had for him too.

"Will" his dad started, bringing him back from his thoughts, Will turned to look at his dad whose face had a weary and slightly sad expression to it.

"What happened earlier was extremely unfortunate, and I know your mother has already spoken to you about it-"

"It wasn't Ronnie's fault; honest" Will insisted quickly before any more blame could be placed upon her. Tom nodded solemnly.

"That's okay," he said, trying to indicate to Will that he wasn't here to blame anyone, and as Will understood, Tom continued,

"I just wanted to let you know that I drove Ronnie home whilst you were talking with your mother." Talking was an understatement thought Will heatedly remembering how his mother had shouted and brutally insulted Ronnie unnecessarily "She ruined your sister's wedding!" she had thrown at him "She's not good enough for you." Will flinched internally feeling the pain that Ronnie must have felt sitting by herself in the study room, clearly hearing every word of Susan's argument against her. Will sat up straighter at the mention of her name,

"Is she okay? I didn't get to-" he trailed off not really knowing what he would have done or said. Would he have apologised, for her getting all the blame from his mum? Would he have explained why Marcus was always such a threat – to come clean about the fire? Or would he have just simply been there to comfort her in the commotion? He didn't really know; but looking at his father's face, he knew things were obviously not good.

"Dad?" he asked a hint of urgency and worry in his tone, "just tell me, please."

Author's Second Note: My apologies that you had to wait for a chapter that turned out to be really quite short. I had planned to write the speech between Will and Tom, however I thought the urgent tone at the end was quite a good note to finish off on?

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