A buzzing noise breaks through my conscious annoying me when it won't turn off. I force my eyes open to see it's Chris calling me at five thirty in the morning. This adds to my annoyance. I'm still mad at him from the night before, I'm not sure if I want to see him eleven hours before the wedding. Knowing he'd keep calling if I don't answer I press talk.

"Hello?", I whisper.

"Finally, I thought I'd have to come to your room and bang on your door. Come meet me in the lobby, I want to show you something".

I look at the clock again surpressing a groan as I sit up, "Isn't it bad luck to see the bride before the wedding?".

He chuckles making me smile even though it's the last reaction I want from him right now, "I'm pretty sure that's when you're dressed in your wedding dress, not a tank top and shorts". I can't help smiling bigger as I turn in search of my flip flops.

"Ok, I'm coming". I look around the still dark room trying to shake the sleep off which is easier said than done. I reach over for the lamp filling the dark space with light. I blink a couple times to adjust then look over to Alexis who's back is to me. Thinking about our conversation instantly makes me feel better about facing him.

When my eyes fully adjust, the first thing I see is the suit case Riley and Alexis packed for me. I'm curious as to what they packed but I'm not going to chance a peak with Alexis right beside me.

I sigh as I quietly get up going to the suit case I personally packed and pull out a sweat shirt and jeans. Putting them on I leave my room heading for the lobby. Chris is standing near the patio doors when I walk through the entreaty way. I fold my arms as I join him, "Well I'm here at five fifty in the morning. What do you want to show me that can't wait?", I hope I sound annoyed. Seeing his face excites me as it always does dimming my annoyance.

Chris looks down on me. He doesn't touch me like I privately want him to. Instead he says, "Sorry to disturb you two but I'd like to watch the sun rise with you two". I look around wondering if someone else is suppose to join us.

I see him smile out of the corner of my eye, "What?", I ask eyeing him.

"I'm talking about you and the baby".

My body involuntarily tingles at his words. This is the first time he's acknowledged it. "I know a place where we can go. Come on", he says holding his hand out to me. I look at his hand, his question on how I want our relationship to go comes to mind. I know how I want us to be.

Happy.

In love.

A team.

When I take his hand, I want to take the hand of my husband. Not a man I'm bound to by a contract. "Lead the way", I say placing my hands behind my back.

His green eyes, that I love so much, narrow. "Are you still mad at me?".

I shake my head even though that's partially not true. "Just lead the way". He nods his head reaching for the door handle.

Outside in the crisp early morning air, Chris takes me down to the beach walking beside me in silence. I wonder what is going through his mind. I want to ask him, I just don't have the courage to.

Looking towards the horizon I see a sliver of sunshine peeking through. It's a calm, beautiful sight.

Chris leads me to a private pier where we stand close to the edge. He still hasn't touched me, or said one word since we left the hotel. Out of the corner of my eye I watch him, I study his profile itching to feel his eyes on me as well.

Breathing slowly through my nose I say, "So what now?".

He finally looks at me, his green eyes going dark. He can't possibly want me right now. "I'm sorry about last night. I wish you had let me explain myself".

I step closer giving him my undivided attention, "Well go ahead", I urge wanting to understand myself.

Chris looks back to the slowly rising sun, "Dad told me that mom wasn't the woman she is now when they started dating. She was fun and vibrant. He told me she brought out a side of him he didn't even know existed which is why he married her.

"He told me that marrying her was the best decision he ever made. Apparently my grandfather already had a woman in mind for dad that he refused. Of course grandfather wasn't happy about it. Probably why he didn't tell dad about there being a deadline to having a first born. When he did tell him, he was on his death bed", Chris pauses letting this sink in.

No one really talks about Mr. Harrington's father. Not even his mother. I wonder what kind of man he was. "Grandfather told dad that he wasn't mad at him for marrying my mom but she had to abide by certain rules, one being she had no say in the public eye. Of course she didn't like that but it's the roll of any woman or man married to a first born Harrington.

"Dad said mom really changed when she learned there is more to being a Harrington then just marrying into the family. She had to be strong and independent but also submissive to dad and not argue when he made public decisions", Chris looks to me. The first rays of sunlight hit his eyes making them look bright emerald.

He reaches out lightly touching my cheek making my skin tingle, "I don't want a submissive wife Gabby. I love that you don't let me have my way all the time, I wouldn't have you any other way. Like last night when Alexis came in and you dismissed me. If you had done that in front of a crowd, it wouldn't have ended well for me or you".

I can't look at him anymore, I look back at the rising sun. "How do you know you're in love with me? You said yourself your dad said you had to see me as more than some girl you grew up with".

Chris is quite now. We watch the sun continue to rise when he finally says, "He wanted us to have a bond before we married. He wanted us to love each other on some level where when this happened, we wouldn't be strangers but best friends and lovers, anyone can see how much I adore you. He didn't want this to feel awkward for you or me, don't you see how natural we are with each other? We move as if we're one. He didn't want you to resent me or me you because we're stuck together the rest of our lives. He knew if I knew about it first, you'd go along with this more smoothly".

I snort, "Why would he think that?"

Chris steps closer to me, his hand snaking behind me so he can take my waist pulling me into him. He takes my chin making me look him in the eye, "Because you trust me. You know I would never do anything to hurt you. I may have acted stupid in the past but I have reason", slowly he leans down to kiss the corner of my mouth.

"You're mine. You've always been mine, I know you felt this pull between us from the day you understood what loving someone else meant", he kisses the other side of my mouth then kisses my nose.

"I brought you out here because this is our wedding day and the beginning of the rest of our lives. Ups and downs, good and bad, sadness and laughter. It starts today. This sunrise signifies our true beginning as one, twenty years from now when we look back on our beginning, I want us to remember this moment".

He looks deeply into my eyes, straight into my soul, "I want us to remember how we felt the moment the sun touched us making us whole, I want to remember the feel of your lips against mine as I kiss all my love into you and our child, and you kiss your love into me", this is intense. Too intense, it's scaring me.

Chris inches towards my lips and I'm ready, the song "A Moment Like This" pops in my head and it goes perfectly with this moment, I really can't believe this is happening to me. Chris's hand moves to my belly, his nose brushing against mine, "The moment everything changes and you become mine. Forever".

His lips linger for a couple seconds before he presses them against mine. Like our very first kiss, fireworks go off in my head. The only thing I can fathom is him. We're meant to be, some people wait a life time and search forever for a kiss like this. I am lucky and blessed it's happening to me.

I kiss him under the rising sun. I can feel it's soft heat caressing my body, warming me up from the inside out. Chris kisses me tenderly, as if he'd loose me if he lost his control. I knot my fingers in his hair pulling him closer.

Yes. Twenty years from now when I look back on my wedding day. I will remember this. How he kissed me under a beautiful sunrise, welcoming the beginning of the rest of our lives.

I'm sitting in a beauty chair while a woman Phoebe haired is doing my hair. I'm tired from waking up so early this morning but it was worth it. After our kiss I told him how I want us to be. He concurred saying he couldn't agree more and that he didn't see me as some woman he's bound to by a contract. That made me feel better, that he loves me because he wants to.

The hair dresser, Celia I think, wouldn't let me watch her do my hair. I was kind of upset about that, I didn't tell her how I wanted it. My Nanny did after she saw me in my dress. She wasn't happy I wasn't wearing a vale but a head band that was made to match the dress.

It's now after one and I'm starving. Celia has finished my hair but I still can't see it. The next one to have their turn with me is the make up artist, Stefano. I was surprised it's a guy doing my make up.

Three hours until the wedding and I've barely seen anyone but Alexis my mom and Nanny. I'm not sure what my other bridesmaid's are up to. I feel bad I didn't spend much time with them. That'll change after the ceremony.

Stefano has finished with my make up so I'm sitting here waiting for someone to bring me something to eat. I told one of the hotel staff it can be anything as long as it was food. Sitting around is making me antsy.

I kind of thought that I'd dress with my bridesmaids. Didn't every bride do that?.

I'm looking out the window watching the hotel staff put everything together when the door opens. I turn to find its Troy and Jaden bringing me food.

"Yay, thank you". I take the sandwich he brought me letting Jaden have the first bite.

I catch Troy staring at me, "What?", I ask.

He shakes his head, "Nothing...you just look...beautiful".

I look back at Jaden who's eaten half my sandwich and try not to smile at his complement. "Thank you. I haven't seen what I look like yet".

Troy sits down beside me, "Well, I guess it's with good reason. Everyone is getting ready now, I just came to bring you something to eat and to tell you congratulations".

I look at him with a small smile, "I had hoped this would be you and me one day". I probably shouldn't have said that. Although it was true.

Troy is quiet for a while as I sit there playing with Jaden. "Yeah, I had wanted that too", he finally admits.

I give him a small smile wishing I hadn't brought it up. Troy stands up then, "Well we better get going. See you later". He holds his hand out for Jaden who takes it following him out.

Left alone again, I go to look at my dress for the hundredth time. I really did love it, I can't wait to put it on and see Chris's reaction to it.

I hear the door open again but don't think much of it. I spin around when Damien says my name.

"Whao", he smiles putting his hands up, "I didn't mean to scare you".

I shake my head, "You didn't scare me. Just...what are you doing here?", I didn't send him an invitation thinking it would be best for Chris.

"Chris brought me out here", he says as if I should know that. When he sees my confused expression he smiles bigger. "Ok, I guess you didn't know that".

I shake my head, gnawing on my lip. Chris had him come out here? Why?

Damien looks around my dressing room, I wonder what he's thinking. "Well, you're getting married today. You must be excited", he said looking back at me.

I shrug, "Excited, nervous, anxious".

Damien is dressed neatly in a black suit. Freshly shaved, hair messy in a way that pleases me. I walk over to him reaching up to run my fingers through it, "I missed you", I whisper. I really did miss him.

"I missed you too Gabby".

I drop my hand so I won't get carried away, "Well, um. I don't know how this works, I wasn't counting on you being here".

He shrugs, "I figured when I didn't get an invitation like you had promised", he gives me a look that makes me laugh.

"I thought it would be weird"

"How?, I can behave"

"What do you mean?", I laugh again.

"You're my friend and I am going to be here to support you".

Friend. That sounds nice. We hear the door open and Phoebe walks in with a couple people behind her including my mom, Alexis both my aunts cousin Jessy and Nanny. "Oh hello. Can I help you sir?" Phoebe asks.

"Oh no. I was just wishing the bride a happy day. I'll see everyone at the ceremony", he leaves with a wave but Phoebe isn't paying attention.

"Ok, Gabby it's time to put on your dress, it's almost time for the wedding to start".

Her help gets my dress off the rack holding it up for me, "Well let's get dressed shall we".

Twenty minutes later I'm standing in front of a floor length mirror staring at myself dressed in my wedding gown. I'm glad the few pounds I've gained aren't very noticeable.

Finally getting my first look at myself I'm very impressed with what Celia and Stefano have done to me. Tight curls decorated my head and are some how brought together by my head band. My make up so flawless I can hardly tell I have any on.

"You look beautiful sweetheart", my mom says joining me in the mirror.

"The most beautiful bride I've ever seen", My Aunt Karen chimes in.

"I knew curls would bring out that dress", Nanny observes.

"I'm happy for you bud", my Aunt Kim says also joining me.

I feel everyone's love for me, "Thanks everyone. I think it's time", I say looking out the window at all the guests taking their seats. This is it. I'm about to get married.

My uncle Richard walking in with Jaden makes it even more real.

Phoebe claps her hands getting everyone's attention, "Ok people, let's do this. Please hand the bride her bouquet, thank you. Let's go and take our seats".

We all follow Phoebe out and down to the lobby which has been temporarily cut off to the rest of the guests. Walking outside I join the rest of my bridesmaids who wait with the groomsmen.

Nick holds his arm out for Alexis who takes it with a secret smile. Hm, wonder what that's about.

My Aunt Kim kisses my cheek before joining everyone else to take their seat. I look around my wedding party seeing everyone lining up ready for the music to begin.

Phoebe hands Jaden mine and Chris's married rings then comes up to me, "Are you ready Mrs. Harrington?", she says with a sly smile.

"I'm as ready as I'll ever be", I hear the music begin signaling the start of the wedding. I take a deep breath as the first bridesmaid and groomsmen begin their walk down the aisle.

I nervously take my uncles arm as Alexis and Nick start their walk down the aisle.

I haven't been seen yet but I can see everyone and it makes me very nervous. The music changes to my wedding march Jesse Powell and the flower girls begin their walk.

It's my turn now, everyone stands up as Jaden begins his walk as I stand there at the beginning of the aisle. My eyes fall on Chris and my heart begins to race.

I see nothing but pure love in his eyes as I finally begin my walk down the aisle. Everything is moving in slow motion as the music plays and I get closer to my soon to be husband.

I've finally reached him, I can't take my eyes off of him. I don't even notice his hand held out for mine until my uncle places it in his hand. Chris gently tugs on it and I join him in front of the priest.

The priest begins talking but all I see is him. His beautiful green eyes, his addictive smile, his dark hair that has been cut down a little bit for a neat look. I kind of wish he had left it the way it was. A little long and messy.

Finally listening to the priest, I hear him tell us to repeat our vowels after him.

Chris goes first, "I, Christopher, take you, Gabrielle, to be my wife, my constant friend, my faithful partner and my love from this day forward. In the presence of God, our family and friends, I offer you my solemn vow to be your faithful partner in sickness and in health, in good times and in bad, and in joy as well as in sorrow. I promise to love you unconditionally, to support you in your goals, to honor and respect you, to laugh with you and cry with you, and to cherish you for as long as we both shall live".

My heart beats painfully after he's finished. I feel his love spilling into me and it's a heady feeling. I want to cry.

"Now the bride will repeat after me", the priest says.

"I, Gabrielle, take you, Christopher, to be my husband, my constant friend, my faithful partner and my love from this day forward. In the presence of God, our family and friends, I offer you my solemn vow to be your faithful partner in sickness and in health, in good times and in bad, and in joy as well as in sorrow. I promise to love you unconditionally, to support you in your goals, to honor and respect you, to laugh with you and cry with you, and to cherish you for as long as we both shall live".

Chris smiles as the priest asks for the rings. Jaden steps up to us so we can pick up our rings. I fight the urge to bite my lip as he takes my hand to slip my ring on my finger where it will stay for the rest of my life. "I do", he says.

I breathe slowly through my nose as I take his hand to slip his ring on his finger. I stare at it for a couple seconds before looking back into his eyes. "I do".

"I now pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss your bride", the priest says cheerfully.

"Finally", I hear him mutter as he takes my face pulling my lips to his. It's a shock to my system as he kisses me. There is a fever spilling from him into me that makes me hungry for more.

Reluctantly he pulls away, his green eyes shining with love and something else. Something a lot darker. It calls to me but he's turned me toward the applauding crowd. His hand around my waist he leads me back down the aisle as people congratulate us.

"You are so beautiful", Chris whispers in my ear after we've walked into the hotel to get away from the crowd. I can see Phoebe getting their attention so she can show them to the reception area.

"Thank you", I mumble. It hasn't set in that I'm a married woman yet. I've said the binding words of my oath to him and I've said I do but it still hasn't set in that my last name is now Harrington.

Chris pulls me into his arms placing my hands around his neck. "What's wrong baby?".

I smile feeling it's obvious. "We're married Chris. I'm no longer just me, it's us now".

He takes my left hand from around his neck so he can kiss my new ring that goes along with my engagement ring. "Yes. You, me and our baby".

I take his face in my hands so I can kiss him as I want to this time. He pulls away soon after, "Don't get me excited yet baby".

I giggle as he kisses my nose. Phoebe walks up to us with a huge smile, "We're not done yet. It's time to celebrate with your first dance as man and wife".

We follow her to the reception grounds where everyone has found their assigned tables. A single table stands out with two chairs that wait for us. I had thought it would have been a good idea to sit at a table with our parents but Phoebe said this day is about us and that we deserve our own table surrounded by our family and friends.

Chris leads me out on the dance floor and I try very hard not to feel nervous about dancing in front of all these people.

On the dance floor Chris takes me in his arms ready to begin our first dance. I'm lost in his eyes as the first few notes of Crazy In Love begin to play.

As we practiced, Chris starts our slow yet seductive dance. I follow him as he leads, he dips me smoothly, he makes me twirl with grace until the last notes of the song fade. Chris has me in a deep dip as the crowd claps for us.

Standing straight again Chris makes a show of kissing me. I go along happy with the contact. I then hear the first few cords of a new song, I try to pull away wondering what is going on but Chris isn't trying to let me go.

Then the singer starts singing and I recognize the voice and song. It just sounds different for some reason. Chris stops kissing me so I can see Adam Levine standing on stage singing Sugar. I gasp looking back at Chris who has a wide grin on his face.

People are coming on the dance floor to dance and sing along as the song continues. I'm so excited to have this surprise concert from Maroon 5, hearing one of my favorite songs from them.

I can't stop grinning at Chris as we dance. I feel so lucky and blessed to be in this man's arms. How could I ever doubt his feelings for me.

After another song from Maroon 5, and a change in dress for me, we're sitting down eating, some people are on the dance floor. Chris is hand feeding me fruit, "Has it sunk in yet?" He asks whipping his mouth.

"What?"

"That you're a Harrington now"

I giggle, "You said I've always been a Harrington"

"Yes, but now it's really your last name".

I look around at our wedding party, the photographer has been taking pictures of everyone for the last hour, the sun has set and all I really want to do is be alone with my husband.

"Yeah, it's sunk in", I say looking back at him.

Damien then walks up clearing his throat, "Don't want to be rude, just wanted a dance with the bride".

I look to Chris wondering how he feels about that. He's leaning back in his seat without a care in the world, "Be my guest", he says simply.

Damien holds out his hand and I take it. On the dance floor he pulls me in and just sways back and forth, "You look beautiful as always"

"Thank you and thanks for coming. Sorry I didn't send an invitation"

He shrugs spinning me around, "No biggy young lady. Happy to be here anyway", his gray eyes flash with happiness making me wonder what's on his mind.

"Ok, it's my turn to dance with my daughter in law", Mr. Harrington says coming up to us.

"Of course, see you later Gabby", Damien waves.

Mr. Harrington takes my hand in his, this makes me nervous. We dance along to the music quietly when he says, "Congratulations on the baby, though I did hope you two would wait a while before making Melanie and I grandparents".

I'm surprised at this, "What about the deadline?".

Mr. Harrington shrugs, "Chris wasn't born until three years into my marriage. There was never a sign that I was going to be replaced with someone with a child. I never really agreed with that rule honestly"

I nod, "I didn't want to risk it".

Mr. Harrington frowns, "You and Chris waiting to bring the next generation Harrington into the world would not have risked anything sweetheart. Please know that. I know I said in the first year of your marriage but it is honestly up to you two. Not me or the board or anyone else. This is your family and you make the rules. Keep my son on his toes".

I smile making him smile back, "Welcome to the family and please, call me dad".

After I danced with Mr. Harrington I danced with my uncle, then Jaden and then Troy. That was an awkward dance.

It's finally time to cut the cake and Chris shoves my piece in my face as I shove his in his face. Everyone is laughing as he leans down to kiss some of it off my face.

Now it's time to throw the bouquet which Alexis catches. She looks very surprised. I laugh as Chris takes his spot next to me, "I think we have one more thing to do".

I frown looking up at him, "And what would that be?".

He gives me a sly smile before kneeling down to take my ankle. I then realize what he's doing as he goes under my dress and takes my royal blue garter in his mouth to pull it off. Everyone is laughing and clapping as he stands with it still between his teeth.

Another hour passes and Phoebe gets on stage taking the mike. "Ok everyone, let's send the happy couple on their honeymoon".

I keep getting surprises today. I had thought Chris and I would be staying here. Our wedding party tumbles to the entrance where a car waits. I stop feeling nervous, Chris kisses my cheek before walking on leaving me to say goodbye.

The first person I find is my Nanny with my aunts, uncle and cousin behind her, "Be safe now ok, you make sure to call us".

"Yes ma'am", I say giving her a hug.

"Bye bud, be safe", says my Aunt Kim hugging me tight.

"Ok Gabby, have fun on your honeymoon", my Aunt Karen says hugging me.

I tell them I love them all and thank my Uncle Richard for walking me down the aisle. I go to find my mom and step dad, kissing them both. Next is Troy holding a sleeping Jaden.

"Well I guess we'll see you when you get home".

I nod rubbing Jaden's back, "I'll miss you guys".

Troy smiles, "We'll miss you too".

It's time for us to go now. Chris is holding my door open as I walk towards him.

My husband.

Before I get in the car, I turn and take one last look at the crowd. I wave goodbye one last time and slip inside. Chris closes my door and goes around the car to get in.

"So where are we going?", I ask as he starts the car and slowly pulls off.

"It's a surprise", he says taking my hand in his, "I get you to myself for four whole weeks. All I want to do is surprise you". He kisses my hand as he hits the main road picking up speed.

I look back on the hotel and see a couple people still standing there watching us disappear into the night. I'm curious if one of them is Damien.

A honeymoon of surprises, what can be better I think turning back to my husband.