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Warning: This chapter contains a make-out scene! WOOT WOOT!

This chapter is going to take place in December of 2012, so about a year and three months from last chappie, kay? Expect time jumps between every ten chapters, and a few between fivers.

Oh, and TRUST ME, IT'S NOT WHAT YOU THINK!

This next set of chapter is going to kill me.

What with a ruined wedding, a pissed off girl, a steamy scene, and a whole lotta drama, this is like writing a soap opera.

Except, fun, fulfilling, and a great way to spend a Saturday afternoon.

Soaps are more for Sunday mornings.

Falling In Love At A Coffee Shop

Monday, 6:01 p.m., Wayne Manor:

The Families of Logan and Markov announce, with great joy and anticipation, that Garfield Mark Logan and Terra Jeanette Markov shall be joined in holy matrimony on the twenty-fifth of December, at the Trichinous Ballroom, at two o'clock. Please join us on this special day to show your support and well wishes for the new couple-

A tear fell on the thick cream paper just before Rachel tossed it away.

"He's getting married?" She whispered, every fiber in her being begging for it to be false.

"He's getting married to Terra?" Vic added. "Man, I thought she was crazy?"

Richard cursed.

Jessi said nothing, only putting a comforting arm around Rachel's shoulders.

Jessi, Flash, Richard, Kori, Vic, Xavier, Karen, Adam, Joseph, Jade, Kole, Argent, Isiah, and Roy, pretty much every friend Rachel had ever had, were all holed up in the bedroom she'd been given at Wayne Manor, breaking the news to her.

"December twenty-fifth? Guys, that's-" Adam, the resident math genius, did some quick figuring. "In two days!"

Two days? Joseph signed. That's not a lot of time at all!

"I know! How are we 'posed to get Rach ready to homewreck them in two days?" Karen said, almost lazily.

"Wait, since when am I homewrecking them?" Rachel asked, wiping away a stray tear and hoping no one could see how torn up she was.

"Since now," Jessi smiled, playing with Flash's hair as he put his head in her lap. "You can't let her get away with this."

"I'm thinking lots and lots of red," Argent smirked, pulling out a tube of her signature lipstick threateningly.

"Not everyone enjoys looking like they're bleeding, Arg," Kole laughed, smacking the red paint to the ground.

"But how do we know Gar even wants to be homewrecked?" Rachel sighed. "If he proposed to her, he probably never wants to see me again."

"Ooo, child," Vic laughed. "You got no idea, do ya?"

"Babe, he definitely wants to be homewrecked." Isiah grinned. "This is going to be fun, kids."

"Babe?" Rachel and Argent, Isiah's fiancée, said in the same threatening tone.

"It's a figure of speech, dearest girlfriend, who I will love for ever and always. Every day that passes between now and our wedding is only prolonging my misery." Isiah said hastily, pulling Argent into his chest.

Nice save, Joseph signed with a smirk, making Kole, his longtime sweetheart, laugh.

"Whipped," Roy said, thinly hiding the word with a cough.

"I notice you haven't proposed to me yet," Jade glared. "Any particular reason, dear boyfriend?"

"Pansy," Isiah coughed as the room exploded in laughter and Roy blushed. Xavier didn't laugh, though, which surprised Rachel. He'd normally be the biggest chortler at even the worst jokes.

"Please," Kori said timidly. "What is the 'homewrecking'?"

"I'll explain later, Kor," Adam said kindly, missing the furious glare Richard sent him. Kori and the gorgeous captain of the Aqualads, the Gotham swim team, had been getting closer for months, much to Dick's dismay.

"Focus!" Karen, ever the leader, barked. "We've got two days to make him remember why he hates that girl, and why he loves Rachel. Let's get crackin'!"

"Wait, don't I get a say in this?" Rachel pleaded. "I don't want to mess up his life."

"Absolulety not. You get no say whatsoever." Jessi said bluntly. "Whatever made you think you had a choice?"

"Since it's my relationship, I thought that maybe-"

"Hell no." Karen laughed. "Babe, this ain't about you no more. It's about revenge."

I thought it was about love? Joseph signed, cocking his head to the side.

"Ten percent love, ninety percent revenge, and twenty percent boredom." Karen shook her head. "Duh!"

"That's a hundred and twenty percent, Bea," Vic laughed, pulling at the edge of his girlfriend's puffs.

Karen opened her mouth to yell, but Kole cut her off. "So, who wants to go shopping for Rachel's new wardrobe?"

Choruses of yeses and clothing ideas filled the air, leaving the guys and Rachel speechless.

Let the games begin, she thought bleakly.

Monday, 9:34, Logan Lodge:

"Why am I doing this?" Rachel asked again, pulling at the bottom of her sweats.

Karen shot the frayed navy blue pants a disgusted glare. "Because, you need to show him that you still care about him!"

"And that you're better for him, just incase he forgot." Kole said brightly, scanning Jade's iPod for a song.

"What if she's there? Or what if he won't let me in? I haven't seen him in a year…"

"He'll let you in, and all the better if the hobag's there," Argent growled.

"Just go, before we have to force you," Jessi smirked, wielding a mascara wand like a knife.

Rachel sighed and opened the door on Karen's huge Suburban.

Walking up to the front door, she was again struck by how huge Logan Lodge was. The building was colossal, but also warm and homey, with its huge redbrick walls and wooden interior.

Pressing the pager, she tried to calm the butterflies down in her stomach as Lucas picked up.

"Welcome to Logan Lodge, how may I be of service?" The old butler said calmly.

"Hi, Lucas. I was wondering if Gar was in?" Rachel asked nervously.

"Master Rachel! What a pleasant surprise," Lucas exclaimed. "And yes, Master Gar is in."

"Can I see him?"

"One moment." Lucas promised. "I shall be down shortly."

Monday, 9:41, Logan Lodge, Gar's private sitting room:

"Hi," Rachel breathed, looking into Gar's surprised face.

"Rachel?" He asked quietly, taking a step towards her. "What are you doing here?"

"I got your wedding invite." She sighed, settling on the floor.

"Oh."

"Why are you doing it, Gar?" Rachel asked finally, emotion creeping into her voice. "Why are you marrying her? I thought you said she was crazy. I thought you said she'd been stalking you!"

"Rachel, you don't understand." Gar said evenly, but the tightness of his shoulders gave him away.

"What don't I understand? That you're marrying a girl that you told me you hated? That you've been back from your military tour for over a year and didn't tell me?"

"That I'm marrying her because I can't have you!" Gar burst out.

"What?" Rachel said incredulously. "What do you mean you can't have me?"

He sat down across from her." Every time I'm near you, I ruin us. I've made you an outcast. People think you're a whore and a gold digger, no one trusts me anymore because they think I messed with you for fun and then ran away…"

Rachel slapped him across the face.

Anger seethed through her body and voice as she looked at the red mark she'd left. "Don't go all Edward on me, Garfield. Don't you dare."

"Rachel, listen-"

"No, you listen." She growled. "I have my friends. I'm not an outcast. And as I seem to remember, you refused to touch me, or even kiss me! And all anybody has to do is look at my apartment and they'll know I'm not a gold digger!"

Stepping even closer, so she was an inch from his face, she looked straight into his eyes. "I love you, Gar."

"Rachel-" Gar started, pain and- was that longing in his voice?

Hope flaring up inside of her, Rachel continued. "You know how hard it is for me to care about other people, and how it's even harder for me to tell them, but I do, I love you. I love how you stood by me everyday, how you always respected me and my boundaries, how you you're always so nice and calm and amazing." Rachel paused to take his hands in between her own. "I love how you've always protected me, from Reggie, from myself, even though at the time I hated you for it. And I love how the last time you saw me, I called you a prideful child. I told you that you had no family, and you still let me in tonight. I love you." Rachel sniffed, ashamed at the tears building up in her eyes. "And if you marry her, I don't know what I'll do."

Gar locked his eyes on hers, and then pulled her towards him. Settling her in his lap, he rocked back and forth and held her while she cried.

"I love you, too," She heard him murmur, as she ruined his shirt with her tears. "I will love you until I die."

"Then don't marry her," She sobbed into his shoulder. "Don't do it."

"I have to."

"Why?" Rachel lifted her tearstained face up to his. "Why do you have to?"

"Because, Rachel," He sighed, caressing her face with his thumb, "It's not as simple as whether or not I love her."

"What's complicated about it?"

"She loves me." He whispered. "And I can't do that to her. Just leave, two days before we supposed to get married."

"But you'll do that to me," Rachel sniffed.

"Rachel, don't do this-"

Before he finished, she kissed him.

On the lips.

It started out as a desperate, last ditch effort on Rachel's part, but soon became something much, much, much more.

Gar kissed her back almost immediately, with enough force to send her head reeling backward. She pressed forward, glad for the connection to him. A primal urge jolted through her, and she bit his bottom lip, feeling the shudder that ran through him.

It wasn't at all like how she'd imagined it would be.

She'd thought a Gar kiss would be like Gar. Calm, sweet, and patient. Not wild, uncontrollable, passionate, the kind of kiss that lead to more.

Gar pulled away just enough to speak. "This isn't right."

"Says who?"

"I'm getting married. And I'm sure you're in a relationship with someone-"

"I'm not." She said quietly.

"What?"

"I could've dated Xavier, or someone else. But I didn't. I wanted you."

Looking up, she saw the raw longing and pain in his eyes.

"I still do." She finished.

This time, it was he who kissed her, in the rough, unadulterated way she'd come to crave.

Placing her hands around his neck, she leaned into him until his back was to the floor and she lay on top of him.

Again, he pulled away, this time with a hitch in his breath. "Do you remember the whole 'no taking advantage' thing?"

"Tell me you're not about to use that as an excuse to get me off of you, because I'm pretty comfortable right now," Rachel smiled.

"That's about to go out of the window, you know that right?"

"It was kind of what I was hoping for."

They met halfway with the kiss, and this time, neither pulled away,

A.N. Suggestive ending, and yes, Gar and Terra are still getting married. That is crucial to my evil plan.

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