A/N: This is gonna be epic. I hope. And to all my patient readers: I'm sorry. My stubby little fingers type insanely slow.

They had already told their friends, and it was reaffirmed that Andre was to be Beck's best man and Cat was to be Jade's maid of honor. Heck, that was the easy part; the hard part was yet to come.

Together, they drove down the long winding road to her father's house. Uneasily, Beck raised his hand to knock on the door. His fist didn't even touch the door's obsessively polished surface. It was flung open by a businessman with stern blue eyes. Beck froze, his hand suspended in midair.

"What do you want?" Jade's father grouched.

He had never liked Beck. He had dismissed him as a youthful crush, nothing more.

Beck decided to be blunt and get it over with. "Sir, I'm marrying your daughter."

Jade winced behind him. Her father's face went through a series of color changes any chameleon would be proud of. In a very soft, unsettling voice, David West said, "If you leave, hurt, or in any way upset my daughter in any way, shape, or form, I will personally hunt you down and end you."

Beck stared, still shocked, as Mr. West slammed the door in his face. Jade snickered behind him.

"I think that went well."

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Sonia Oliver thought back to the time her son had first brought home his girlfriend to meet them. Quite frankly, she was horrified. The Goth clothes, the snarky side comments, and most of all that tattoo. . . She never really thought they were all that serious until they showed up on her living room sofa declaring their everlasting love for each other.

"Are‒are you sure you two want to do this?" her husband queried, looking as lost as she felt. "You two are awfully young."

The girl‒Jade‒ smiled, for once looking free of sarcasm. "From what I hear," she retorted, "you two weren't that young when you got hitched."

"Yes, well‒" Ben Oliver fumbled for words. Sonia smoothly cut in. "Well, we knew we were made for each other."

Jade smiled. "Well, that's how we feel too. "

Beck joined the conversation. "Mom. Dad. I know you want the best for me and this is it. Trust us. We can do this."

Sonia threw her hands up in the air. "This is hard for me to say, but‒I trust you." Her husband nodded. "I agree."

Jubilant, Beck kissed Jade on the cheek and she smiled again, for the moment free from rancor.

When she smiles like that, it's easy to see why he loves her, Sonia thought. This might work.

A/N: It was really fun writing Jade's dad. I love how here, he does love his daughter but he has a hard time showing it. Please review!