Hey here is the new chapter and I hope you enjoy. For my sisters Emz and Emzzie, love you both loads! hugs

Disclaimer – Don't own any OC character.

A week later Sandy and Kirsten were in their bedroom trying to get some headway on their vow renewal because Kirsten needed a distraction from sitting around the house doing nothing and Sandy needed one to forget about his father. Kirsten was sitting on the bed with her legs crossed with a pen clamped between her teeth and sheets of paper sitting around her whereas Sandy was between pacing back and forth and sitting at the glass table beside the window. Both of them noted the odd piece of information down as they continued to debate how to make their day perfect.

Kirsten was working on her bridesmaids and who they were going to be while Sandy was working on his groomsmen and figuring out how to get his mother to come considering it was painful enough trying to get her to come to the first one.

"Oh my god," Kirsten grunted in frustration.

"What is it?" Sandy asked looking up.

"This is a nightmare!"

"Gee thanks sweetie."

"No, I mean my bridesmaids!" she clarified.

"I thought you were gonna ask Marissa and Summer to be your bridesmaids?"

"Yeh I am but Julie will want to be my maid of honour but on the other hand Hailey will be hurt if I don't make her my maid of honour and Julie will be pissed if I don't choose her because I was hers and Hailey is my sister and-" Kirsten sighed in frustration as she ran her fingers through her hair and grabbed the blonde locks before releasing.

"I think I might have a suggestion."

"I'm open to anything but before you say anything I don't want two maids of honour because that would be stupid," she replied looking up.

"Well there goes my idea."

Kirsten shot him a 'Not funny but thanks' look.

"I'm kidding," he added, "look Hailey is your sister right?"

"Right."

"And Julie is, as much as it pains me to say this, your step-mother-"

"Thanks for reminding me," Kirsten moaned.

"Well yeh but you can't have your step-mom as your maid of honour cuz let's face it; it isn't right so Julie will simply be mother of the bride-"

"Sandy could you please finish your point before I have to vomit."

"Nearly there sweetie . . . where was I, Julie will be there as a guest and Hailey can be your maid of honour . . . there," he finished.

Kirsten sat and pondered Sandy's logic and it dawned on her that it was right and it would be weird to have your step-mother as your maid of honour and Kirsten was much more comfortable with having Hailey beside her than Julie.

"You're right . . . thanks honey," Kirsten replied as she scribbled something down on the notepad beside her, "and what about you? How are you doing?"

Sandy hesitated to give an answer and he felt Kirsten's eyes on him and he could tell that she was thinking he wasn't doing ok.

"Kinda on the same problem as you are," he confessed.

"Well maybe I can help, what is it?"

"Well," he begin, "since Hailey is gonna be your maid of honour, I was gonna have Seth as my best man."

"Was? What changed your mind?"

"Well do you want Seth to walk Hailey down the aisle?" he asked.

"He's done it before - remember my dad's wedding to Julie?"

"Yeh but then Jimmy would be walking Summer down the aisle."

Kirsten thought about the situation for a second and then thought about it again until she was happy with her idea.

"Well . . . what if Seth and Hailey walked together, Summer and Ryan and then Marissa and Jimmy? Or would Seth be uncomfortable with Ryan walking his girlfriend down the aisle?"

"I'm not sure but I don't think it'll be much of a problem I mean they all know each other so it's not like we're pairing them up with strangers."

"Exactly."

"Well we'll have a few weeks to determine everything and iron out the creases and if the boys don't like it we can have Hailey and Jimmy together and Hailey can take her place beside her and Jimmy after where Ryan would stand, and then the boys would come with the girls," Sandy commented as he moved to sit beside Kirsten on the bed.

"Ok two things sorted only a couple dozen left."

Sandy simply let out a short laugh and looked over her shoulder at the various paraphernalia scattered around her.

"What are you looking at?"

"Oh just a vast array of things," she answered leaning back against him.

"Yeh I can see that honey," he commented as he kissed the nape of her neck before picking up a piece of paper and read aloud, "'The perfect place for marriage' . . . . It's a cliff."

"It's a bluff," Kirsten corrected with a smile trying to steal the page back.

"Oh a bluff is it?" he teased.

"Yes . . . no gimme it b-"

Sandy was playfully holding the sheet away from her knowing that she wouldn't be able to reach and he began teasing her by bringing it close enough for her to grab but as she lurched forward he would yank it further away.

"Sandy gimme," she giggled.

"Sandy gimme," Sandy mocked.

"Oh so you're mocking me now!"

"Yeh I'm mocking you," he answered before dropping the page on the floor and attacking her exposed sides and began tickling her,

"Sandy!" she tried to scream before being overcome with laughter.

Her husband continued to rub his fingers over her skin as she tried to fight him off of her but he wasn't releasing his grip and she continued to beg him to stop in between laughs as she squirmed on the bed.

But knowing where his weakness was, Kirsten reached up and grabbed a handful of his hair and pushed his head back away from her.

"Ok ok you win, I'm letting go ok you win let go," he hissed as he stopped tickling her.

"No more tickling?"

"Tickling? What tickling?" he asked innocently.

"Ok."

Kirsten relinquished her grip on his dark hair and sat down in front of him on her shins looking at him expectantly but ready to protect herself if he should try to tickle her again.

"I think you took some hairs with you," Sandy moaned as he rubbed his head where she had grabbed him.

"Oh baby I'm sorry," she coddled as she sat up onto her knees.

Kirsten then took her husbands head into her hands and kissed his head where she had untangled her fingers from seconds before. She kissed the spot again and again.

"Is that better?" she cooed.

"Oh yeh definitely," he smiled for when she sat up onto her knees her abdomen had come to the same level as Sandy and her chest had come to eye level, " definitely better sweetie."

Then once she realised what was better she hit him playfully on the arm and came back onto her shins with a huge grin on her face.

"What?" Sandy laughed defensively, "can't a husband admire his wife's body?"

"I guess not."

"Ok."

"Ok."

"Ok?"

"Ok."

"Oh let's not start that again sweetie," he whispered.

During their 'ok' round they crept closer and closer to kissing.

"Ok," she answered.

Knowing that Sandy was going to make a retort, Kirsten didn't offer him the chance to because she simply seized his lips in a kiss but beneath the kiss she could hear him mumble something along the lines of 'What did I tell you' but she didn't care and simply moaned into his mouth 'I know'.

But before they could get anywhere they heard the front door slam shut and the voices of their sons flooded the house or rather the voice of Seth flooded the house,

"The boys," Kirsten groaned breaking away.

"They'll be fine."

Just as they went back to their embrace they heard another voice.

"Cohen! Oh my god!"

"They brought the girls with them," they both said at the same time as they sighed.

Kirsten sat back down again onto her shins and shaking her head while bowed and smiled.

"God that son of ours has impeccable timing."

"Yeh he does," Sandy sighed, "maybe we can knock it off one of these days."

"We could try but it won't work . . . but maybe we can seize this moment."

"I agree," he said moving to her neck.

Kirsten laughed and gently pushed him away.

"As much as I love that idea, we still need to tell the boys that we're getting married again and it's the perfect opportunity for us to tell them and for me to ask Marissa and Summer if they'll be my bridesmaids."

"Ok ok, let's go."

Sandy pulled Kirsten to her feet and walked out of their bedroom and into the family room where they found Marissa and Summer sandwiched between Ryan and Seth. Seth and Marissa were locked in a game on the PS2 while Ryan and Summer simply viewed as spectators with Summer trying to get Marissa an advantage by distracting Seth every once in a while.

Sandy and Kirsten came into the room and Sandy had his hand on the small of Kirsten's back.

"Hey," Kirsten greeted.

They were greeted with a barrage of 'hey's and 'hello's. Kirsten was nervous about asking the girls to be her bridesmaids in front of Seth and Ryan and she tensed up so Sandy took the lead.

"Uh guys, could I talk to you alone?" he said confidently.

"Uh if this is about the shelf," Seth began.

"What shelf?" Kirsten asked.

"What? Never mind," he finished, "so dad you wanted to talk."

"Yeh," Sandy answered but then whispered, "you talk to the girls," into Kirsten's ear.

"Uh girls why don't you come with me?"

Marissa and Summer left with Kirsten through the kitchen into the living room.

Meanwhile back in the family room Sandy had taken the chair next to the couch and began to think of how he would tell his sons that their parents were going to renew their vows but seeing as he was a lawyer and loved to talk words would come easily to him.

"Ok fellas I'm gonna tell you guys something and then ask you something afterwards ok?"

Both boys nodded their understanding.

"Ok, your mother and I are going to renew our wedding vows and we want you two to be a part of it as my groomsmen. I know you are probably wondering why we're doing this but your mother is very precious to me and Seth no sarcastic remarks until I'm finished talking ok and this whole ordeal with her being shot has proved to me how much I love her and how close I came – or rather we came to losing her and I just want to marry her again . . . and we want family and friends there . . . . you can pretend to vomit now Seth," Sandy said.

"I'm not gonna," Seth replied much to his father's surprise.

"You're - not?"

"No, this may surprise you and lately I'm getting good at that but I think it's great, I mean not great but good I mean I'm happy for you guys."

"So you're comfortable with me kissing your mom in public and expressing my love for her in public?" Sandy rambled.

"Ok, dad I said I was happy with it so don't talk me out of it," Seth responded sarcastically.

"Ok I'll shut up, Ryan how about you? How do you feel?"

"It's great for you guys I mean I see how much you love each other and I think it's great that you still love each other after like 20 years and after having him. I'll be happy to be there as a groomsman for you," Ryan commented.

"Thank you . . . both of you."

"So dad, which one of us will have the rings?" Seth asked.

"Well," Sandy hesitated, "you will and Ryan will be my groomsman."

"Sweet."

"Sorry Ryan you know the way he is."

"Yeh don't worry about it, I'm more than happy to be there for you two."

"Thanks Ryan, that means a lot to us," Sandy spoke.

"What about mom? Who is she getting to be bridesmaids? Julie Cooper?" Seth smirked.

"No, she's asking Marissa and Summer right now or trying to I dunno."

At the same time in the living room Marissa, Summer and Kirsten were standing up against the furniture. Kirsten was fidgeting with her fingers and with her new engagement ring while looking around at the ornaments that decorated the space.

'Come on Kirsten just do it' she thought to herself.

Taking a mental deep breath she began, "Girls could I talk to you?"

"Yeh sure," Summer answered while Marissa replied, "Of course."

"Ok uh Sandy and I are going to renew our wedding vows in a few weeks, I dunno the exact date yet but we are and uh my sister is coming hopefully to be my maid of honour and uh," she paused as she composed herself and realised that Sandy had indeed taught her how to ramble over the years, "and uh I was wondering if you two girls would like to be my bridesmaids?"

Summer and Marissa stood in front of Kirsten speechless and Kirsten took their silence as a 'no way in hell' and so continued rather quickly, "Don't worry its ok I'm sure I can find someone else if you don't want to."

"No Mrs. Cohen uh we would be more than happy to be your bridesmaids, honoured even, I mean right Coop?" Summer answered excitedly.

"Of course Kirsten, we will be more than honoured to be your bridesmaids for your vow renewal."

"Thank you, thank you so much."

"No thank you," Summer said as she hugged Kirsten and then once Summer released the bride Marissa embraced her too.

"Oh my god we are going to have so much fun!" Summer added eagerly, "I mean trying fabrics, dressing you up in a lovely gown because you have the perfect figure and just having so much fun."

"Yeh we are and I was thinking that I would wear my original wedding dress for the renewal," Kirsten said rather shyly.

"You mean you still have it?" Marissa asked surprised.

"Yeh, my mom bought it and added beads to the bodice as Hailey's wedding present considering she was like 10 when I got married to Sandy and I kept it."

"Oh my god can we see it?"

"Sure Summer, come on it's in my closet hanging up," she replied.

Summer and Marissa let out excited cries that only a teenage girl could when it came to clothes and dresses and in the family room the boys took their excited screams as their response to Kirsten's request to be her bridesmaids.

"Sounds like she asked them," Seth said.

Summer and Marissa followed Kirsten to her bedroom and looked around at the clutter that the couple had created with their wedding plans while Kirsten searched the racks for the bag that held her wedding dress.

After a minute or two Kirsten came back out holding a hanger with a black protective casing over it.

"This is it," Kirsten announced holding it up.

"Come on open it, let's see it!"

"Ok Summer ok calm down."

Kirsten opened the zip facing it towards her so as not to spoil the beauty of the dress for the two eager teenagers. Then she single handily took the covering off the hanger and the bottom of the dress out of it also and let it float to the floor where it settled. Once it was safely out of the casing Kirsten twirled it around to the girls and was greeted with open mouths.

"Oh-my-god," Summer whispered, "that dress is gorgeous."

"Yeh Kirsten, its amazing . . . Summer look at the bodice isn't that work beautiful . . . and look at how the skirt flows to the floor . . . oh my god Kirsten you are gonna look so beautiful in that."

Kirsten simply blushed at their comments.

"Well that was twenty years ago and before I had Seth so I may have to do some more yogalates before I can fit back into it."

"Kirsten? Look at you? You like have the perfect figure and you will be a total knock out in this, trust us, we know," Summer complimented, "and I bet Seth is gonna make yogalates jokes on how its pronounced or something stupid like that."

"Actually that already happened . . . Sandy likes saying yogalates."

"Kirsten, Sandy won't know what hit him when he sees you in this," Marissa added.

"You think so?"
"Totally!" they replied in unison.

"Ok . . . oh by the way I still have the designs for the bridesmaids dresses just wait here for a second," Kirsten said before disappearing back into her closet with her dress.

She placed her treasured dress back in its protective casing and replaced it back on its hanger before looking through a box on the floor full of pages of drawings and various other artistic media.

"Here we are," she called and then appeared at the threshold of the closet, "I found them."

Marissa and Summer moved towards Kirsten and gasped at the dress design in front of them.

"What do you think?"

"Oh my . . . they're gorgeous," her brunette bridesmaid whispered in astonishment.

"I'm speechless Kirsten."

"So will you guys wear these if I get them for you?"

"We'll wear whatever you want us to wear and Kirsten . . . thanks."

"You're welcome Summer."

"Thanks for asking me to be your bridesmaid and not making me look like a lemon meringue. They say that bridesmaids get horrible dresses to wear near enough all the time and these are absolutely astounding . . . who designed them?"

"I did."

"You? What did you intern at Versace or something?"

"No I just dabbled at anything to do with art and designed these."

"Well you are very talented."

"Thank you," Kirsten accepted shyly, "we better get back to the boys before they lose us in fashion for the next lock of weeks."

"They'll get used to it," Summer retorted smiling.

"And Kirsten, your wedding will be perfect."

"I know it will, nothing will spoil it this time."

Ok, that's the new one up and running and I hope you enjoyed reading it because I enjoyed writing it. Another update will most likely come next weekend because that's when I usually update this fic. Take care, K.