AN: Because I've just been stressed out and need to get my mind of of some people, you're lucky. Here's chappie 21.

Nellie was surprised at how cheap everything was. When they'd returned, she still had over a hundred quid left. She was surprised at the good quality, too. Especially for the wedding dress. It was a beautiful deep crimson, with beads creatively sewn onto the embroidery. The sleeves were long, the dress trailed out behind her a little bit, and it was made out of the softest of silk one could ever imagine. The dress cost less than the house did, eight quid. All the baby clothes, totaled, came to about fifteen quid, and the few dresses Johanna picked out were only one quid apeice. Nellie hoped her pricing for her developing new pie shop wouldn't be considered expensive by the other people in this town.

Johanna had flopped down on their new small sofa, exhausted.

"That was fun," she panted, out of breath.

"You know what's coming next?" Sweeney asked, rhetorically. "The wedding!" he announced. Nellie beamed brightly at him.

"That's great!" Johanna congradulated with a smile of her own. "Is it going to be at that church we saw earlier?" she asked curiously.

"Of course it will," Sweeney answered. "It is, after all, Nellie's dream to have a seaside wedding," he said, smiling a knowing smile at Nellie. She bounced over to him happily. She hugged him close to her.

"You know me so well!" She squealed. "It's a bit uncomfortable at times, but I love it!" she was obviously ecstatic. It made Sweeney feel good, the knowledge that he was the one who caused her this happuness. He smiled as her grip tightened on him. He patted her back as she clung to him. After a while, he had to get her off him, somewho.

"A man has to breathe sometime," he said, his voice not that far from a wheeze. Nellie's grip immediately loosened.

"Sorry, love. I just got a bit carried away," she apologized. Sweeney laughed.

"A 'little bit'?" he teased. "No, no," his voice turned serious again. "You reacted quite normally. . .for you," again there was a teasing tone in his voice.

"Oh, hush," Nellie said, trying to supress laughter and trying to project false anger through her voice at the same time. She failed miserably. She burst into laughter. Sweeney raised an eyebrow. He didn't think it was that funny, but hey, women will be women.

AN: Short, I know, but I'd rather post a short chapter now, rather than a week or so later, you agree?