Well, here I go again. I'm not sure if this shall be the last chapter, I would love to write more, but I don't know if it is anything to write more about. Everyone reading the story, can't you tell me? Please, please review, and tell me the good things, the bad things, and please, please tell me whether this should be the last chapter or not.

"I'm not so sure about which dress I want." Ruthie sat in the sofa with Martin. The first thought was to ask Mary, but it was Martin who should marry her. "The dress shall be white. And I want to have my hair curled. But should I pick the short one, or the long one?" "I like to see you in short things!" Martin said, smiling. Ruthie slapped his back head, friendly.

"Okay, the short one has the sweet belt and the pretty crystals all over the chest. It hasn't arms. The long one, is long, and has arms. It has pearls all over the top. But which one shall I pick?"

Martin looked at her. "Say that again." Ruthie lifted her eyebrow, but did as he said. "Ruthie! Listen to yourself! You know which one to pick, listen to what you're saying." Ruthie looked like a big question. "But Ruthie!" Martin was stated. "You're saying the good things about both dresses. And you say most good things about the short one. That means, you like the short one best. And that again means that you shall pick the short one." "OF COURSE!" Ruthie slapped her self. "That is so easy!" Martin laughed.

"Okay, that was the dress. Now it's the girl's name." Ruthie swapped subject. "Have any idea?" she asked Martin. "How about, hm, Victoria?" "No, never! Christel?"

"Yeah, sure!" Martin said with disgust. "How about Sophie?" "Sophie is pretty! Haha, or it could be Rutin!" They laughed. "Okay, so it's Sophie. But what if you're wrong? Maybe it is a boy." "Then his name shall be Leonardo." "Are you joking with me?" Martin stared at her as if she was a green animal from Mars. "That is nothing to talk about. Is it a boy, the name shall be Leonardo." Ruthie said decided. "Okay, I really hope it is a girl, then. But why Leonardo?" Martin was a bit taken out. "I decided that many years ago. I love that name. So, that's it." Martin sat down like he was praying and said; "Please, God, do whatever you can to give me a girl, or to get Ruthie to her senses!"

Ruthie laughed and started tickling him. "Hey, that's unfair! You know I hate to love you when you do that!" That didn't stop her. He started to tickle her back, and suddenly they lay there, kissing. Martins hand started walking down her back, to her bra. The kiss got deeper.

"Hey, Ruth, I'm done with the- Matt stops as he sees the two of them lying on the floor. "What the fuck are you two doing?" "Kissing, Matt," Ruthie jumps up, fixing her t-shirt. Matt is about to say something, it is a mix of anger and laugh in his eyes. He chooses to complete the sentence he started on in the first place. "I'm done with guest-list. Here" He hands her a bit of paper. Ruthie reads quickly through it. "Thanks Matt, this one is great. Can't you put up the places there going to sit to?" "Okay. He takes the paper back. "Just so you know it, you two are going to sit far, far away from each other!" he jokes. They laugh.

When Matt's gone, Martin turns to Ruthie. "He has really changed! Before, he would have kicked my ass for that!" "Kicked your ass? He would have KILLED you! I agree, he has changed." Ruthie nods. "Shall we continue where we were before Matt so impolitely stopped us?" Martin smiled. "Yeah!" answered Ruthie and kissed his ear.

"Oh my god! I can't believe I'm getting married soon!" Ruthie nearly jumps up and down. "You can't believe it? I can't believe it. My little sister is getting married!" Mary started jumping with her.

"In few days I'll be married to Martin Brewer. I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!" Ruthie had to yell the last sentence out loud. Mary laughed. "Believe me, it will get pretty real soon!" she said with an undertone Ruthie didn't catch. Ruthie was way too happy and busy.

The days went on, and the wedding came closer and closer. Though it wasn't long until the big day, it seemed to be far away, and Ruthie thought the days went slowly.
Ruthie had one concern, and that was Mary. Something was definitely wrong with her. "Mary, are you alright?" Ruthie had to ask when Mary squeezed the table card in her hand. "Yes, of course hon'," said Mary, throwing the squeezed paper in a bin. Unfortunately, she threw a little too hard for Ruthie to believe her. "Mary?" Ruthie raised an eyebrow. "No, it's nothing! You see, it's only the fact that I met Ben the other day…" Mary let the words hang in the air. "Ben? Your ex-boyfriend Ben?" Ruthie only had to look at Mary's face to see that she was right. "Mary! You're MARRIED to another boy, you're married to CARLOS! You're not thinking about Ben again are you? He dumped you, Mary! Get real!" Mary jumped down on the nearest chair with a wild, unsure look in her eyes. "I know! I know, I know, I know! Ruthie, but what shall I do? We had a lunch yesterday-,"
"You had a lunch?" Ruthie nearly shouted. "Why? Does Carlos know?" "Yes, we had a lunch, and no, Carlos knows nothing. Let me please finish," said Mary when she saw Ruthie was about to say something. "I can't stop thinking about him! We did never really finish our relationship, and I wanna know what could have happened! And all Carlos does is yelling and he is always on me because I don't want another baby, yet."
Ruthie stood still and she did not know what to say. She was getting a bit furious, what was Mary doing? "Mary," she tried to keep her voice calm. "Are you serious? Mary, get real, please! You and Carlos have a good relationship! If Carlos is yelling, I'm sure there is a reason for it, and I can see why he wants another baby! You can't be so selfish that you ruin your marriage just because you've met an ex-boyfriend!" Mary looked guilty down in the table. "Promise me you'll forget all about Ben, okay?" "Okay," Mary whispered. "So, promise me to be smiling in my wedding!" Ruthie gave her big sister a big hug. Mary put on a smile and laughed. "I love you Ruth." "I love you too Mary, that's why I'm telling you exactly what I mean." Ruthie answered.

One day before the wedding Ruthie sat in her bed staring in the air. "Hey, baby," said Martin sleepy. "What are you thinking of?" "The future. I'm going to have a baby; we are going to have a baby. Tomorrow we are married. I'm 19, Martin. It feels like everything is coming all too early. Normal girls go their school, get a guy when they're around 25 years old, when they are 30 they might start wonder to have a baby, but me? I'm married by the time I'm 20, maybe I even have a baby before I'm 20. Why?" By the time Ruthie had finished the sentence, she'd began crying. Martin sat ,not sleepy anymore, up in the bed. "Ruth, listen to me now. Some people search their whole life to find happiness, and some might never find it. Some fight all their lives to have a baby, and some might never get one. Of course some find it in the age of 25-30, but that's not the sat time. If this is want you want, if this is right for you, that's all that matters. It's that you are happy, satisfied and thinks this is right that are important, not how old you are when you feel it. This is right for me. If you are happy, stay with me, forget about those thoughts. If you are not, do what you want. I only want your best!" There was hurt under Martin voice, and he couldn't quite hide it. "I hope you are happy, Ruth, because if you're not, this is way much trouble to go through for nothing, you know." "Oh, Martin, of course I'm happy! You are all that I ever wanted! And a baby, it's fantastic! But what shall I do when I'm thirty, if I've already done it all?" The tears had stopped falling from Ruthie's eyes. "We'll find that out when we get there. We can do everything, as long as we stand together, baby. I'll always stand by your side." Ruthie leaned down on Martins chest and her pulse went slower. After some minutes Ruthie fell asleep, but Martin stayed awake, sliding hiss finger down and down through Ruthies brown, curly hair.

Ruthie sat in her dad's office at the church. In few minutes she'd be walking down the aisle. She let her hand go through the ponytail Lucy had made of her hair, and thought about Martin. The first time they met, how he'd always been there for her. She tried to not put the focus on the two times, no, the one time he betrayed her trust. She had forgiven him; she loved him too much to be able to not forgive him. "Ruthie, are you ready?" Annie came in the door. "Oh, you look beautiful, Ruth!" She gave her daughter a big hug. "Come on," Annie said, taking her arm. Ruthies legs was shaking, she was so excited.
She was walking down the aisle with Martin by her side. It felt so not real, but in a good way. In the end she saw her dad standing by the altar, ready to be their priest. Reverend Camden talked about marriage, but Ruthie didn't listen. She stood there, just looking into Martins eyes, and everything around become foggy.

Melissa walked silently into the church. She didn't want so much attention, yet. She sneaked up by the walls, but suddenly she stopped. She looked at Ruthie, who was so lost in Martins eyes. She looked at Martin, and something crashed inside her. His eyes were, if possible, even more lost in Ruthies, than Ruthie was lost in his. A tear fell from her eye, when she looked at the happy couple

in front of her, she suddenly realized that Martin would never be hers. He belonged to someone else. "You really love her, don't you?" Melissa had spoken the words out loud without noticing.

"You really love her, don't you?" The simple, not loud words broke into Ruthies head. She looked away from Martins eyes, and saw Melissa standing by the wall on her left side. She went pale. What was she doing here? In all the excitement, she had totally forgotten about Melissa. Ruthies fear disappeared a bit when she saw Melissas face. It was hurt, and confused. Melissa went closer, and Ruthies panic went back. What would she do? "Why her, Martin? Why not me?" Martins face was angry. Ruthie had never seen him so angry, neither had Melissa. She took two steps back in pure fear. "I'll tell you why, Melissa," he spitted. "Because she's the most perfect girl I've ever met. She's unselfish, amazingly pretty, and always, always nice. She's mature, and all that I've ever dreamed of. When she's not near me, I feel like a part of me is missing. And if I can't hold around her, and be with her, I have no reason to live. She's my everything. I love her more than anything. Your next question is very easy to answer. Because you don't make me feel that way. When you are away, I feel relieved. If I had to hold around you, I'll be feeling I did something wrong. You are not my everything and I don't love you, I never have either. My heart has always belonged to Ruthie Camden and no one else. And one more thing, you are not nice. You make me, and all the people around you, uncomfortable. You can't behave and you are extremely selfish. How can you come here on our wedding day just to ruin it? Why do you do something so selfish and mean? How do you live with yourself? Now, please get out." Melissa was crying, and tried to say something. "Don't. Say. A. Word. Get. Out!" Martins face was still filled with anger, so he only needed to raise his voice a little bit. Melissa ran crying out of the church. It was quiet for some seconds. "Well, then it was your vows, Ruthie. I think we can say Martin had said his," Reverend Camden said. Martin looked at Ruthie and all his anger was gone. He smiled, and Ruthie had to laugh. She looked Martin in the eyes and said: "Martin, you always make me laugh. You always make me feel comfortable and happy. You've showed me time after time that you only want my best. You always make sure that I know how much you love me. That's some of the reason why I love you. But even more important, you make me feel safe. When I'm with you I feel safe, and I dare to take life. It's with you I want to do every journey. It's only with you my life is complete. I'm so happy I found a so fantastic guy like you, who loves me for who I am. Martin, I love you with all my heart." As she said the last word, a little tear fell from her eye. She wasn't the only one. Annie, Lucy, Mary, Sarah and Matt (who pretended he had gotten something in his eye) were crying, looking at Ruthie.

"Do you, Ruthie Camden, take Martin Brewer to be you husband, for better or for worse?" Ruthie looked up at Martins smiling face and nodded. "Yes, I do." "And do you, Martin Brewer, take Ruthie Camden to be your wife, for better or for worse?" "Yes, I do." "I now announce you, husband and wife! You may kiss the bride." Ruthie saw Martin come closer to her, and in the same second their lips met, she felt like she was flying, flying in a white universe, with Martin by her side.

That's it folks! Now I've finally done the 13th chapter. I'm still open to making more chapters, if you want me to. But then you have to review and tell me what you think ;)
When that's said, I must excuse if my knowledge about marriage is a bit wrong. I've never been to a wedding, nor have I seen so many on TV, so this is only how I think it is. And, I'm sorry if Ruthies vows was a little to romantic, but I thought it was sweet, and definitely something Ruthie could have said. This story represent my personal view on 7
th Heaven, I've always meant that it's Martin and Ruthie who are the true couple there. I don't care a sh**** for T-bone. Blaeh!

Once again, please, please review and tell me what you think. Good things or bad things, you are the one that makes me wright you know ;) and to all of the people who have been reading this story, and reviewing, THANK YOU SO MUCH!
So, if you want another chapter, review me and tell me what you think! If this is the last chapter on this story, I'll say goodbye, and thank you again. Extra big thank you to the people who have been reviewing. You are the reason that I've continued this story 'till the end! :);)

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