Well, this is a sight I would never be used to. Thankfully, it's a one time thing.

I stared into the full length mirror where a beautiful woman stared back in a long white gown. The eyes were mine, but it still didn't feel like me.

I could hear the chatter of two families mingling in the hall not far from the room I sat in. I could feel my heart for the first time in months, and it was definitely breaking. Every step I took felt like one more out the door.

The door opened behind me, revealing a very well cleaned up Tucker. He had a small smile on his face as he silently walked over to me. I didn't move a muscle as his arms snaked across my waist and his chin rested on my shoulder. That's weird.

"You look beautiful." He whispered, staring right

into my eyes in the mirror. That voice didn't match, confirming what I had already assumed.

"I know that's you, Danny." I choked out. Tucker stepped back, shaking his head. Danny stayed wrapped around me, his grip only tightening as he appeared in the reflection.

"Man, I'll never get used to that." Tucker mumbled as he blinked back into reality. "Now that my duty is over, I'll give you a moment."

I hardly registered Tucker leaving the room. My eyes were locked on the reflection of Danny's. They were red and puffy, like he had been crying.

"I meant it." He whispered as he dropped his forehead into the dip of my neck. "Your beauty never ceases to amaze me."

"What are you doing here." I whispered back, as if anyone could hear us over the blaring music and chatter coming from behind the walls. I knew Gregor was on his way down the aisle the moment the song changed, and it would be time for me to go soon.

"I ran into your mom the other day." He chuckled before removing his arms. He walked around so that he could kneel before me. "She kept going on and on about how you had something old and new, but not borrowed and blue."

I rolled my eyes. "New and old." I whispered, touching the locket around my neck. "The necklace is new, but my grandmother's ashes inside are the old."

"She has a front row seat." He smiled sadly as his fingers reached up to brush the locket. "Here." His hands grabbed mine, pressing something small into my palm.

With a quizzical look, I opened my hand to see a familiar piece of jewelry resting there.

"The class ring you gave to Valerie in high school?" I asked.

"I never gave it to her. It was never meant for her." A small blush graced his cheeks.

"Oh yeah, Wes right?" I laughed for a second as my eye caught that engraving. It never made sense, but I figured it was some inside joke they had.

"Not quite." He flipped the ring over, showing an entirely different message.

"I don't understand," I trailed off, managing to find his eyes again

"The gem is blue," his eyes fell again, and I could almost feel the tears building behind those perfect eyes. "If you give it back, it'll be something borrowed too."

Just then, the wedding march began. He stood, pulling my hand to force me up too.

"Are the rumors true?" I asked, as if the answer to that question wasn't already known all over town.

"Papers filed yesterday." He shrugged. "I am legally a divorced man."

"What happened?" A knock came from outside the door. It was the same rhythm Team Phantom always used when someone was coming. Of course Tucker was the lookout.

"You know why." That tug suddenly came back again, as if his soul was testing the bounds that we had thought had been broken. "I better get going."

"Take me with you." The words came out far faster than I had thought them.