The end is short, but I like how it happens. I hope you all liked this story as much as I liked writing it and the sequel, which will be titled 'Third Time's the Charm' will be up soon.
Disclaimer: Don't own, don't sue.
Spiederman sped out of Toronto, heading for the familiar park, twitching with anticipation of what would happen next. When he got there, he parked as quietly as possible, ran a hand through his hair, and stood next to his Jeep, staring. There she was, sitting on a swing in the park, slowly moving from side to side. It was incredibly cold out, yet all she wore was an orange Princeton University sweatshirt, a white scarf, and jeans with her tan Ugg boots. Her hair was down and wavy, and her shoulders were slumped over. He smiled sadly at the sight.
Before he could approach her, she slowly pulled her cell phone from her front pocket and put it to her ear. After a minute, she spoke. "Hi, it's me. So, I'm just leaving you this message to tell you that I really am happy for you and that I hope you guys have a really good life together. I know that things between you and I will never be the same, but you deserve the best, Spied, and I think that you know that. So, uhh, good luck." She shut the pink Razr and sighed, leaning her head against the chain, swinging back and forth.
"It's pretty cold out here, huh?" he finally said, causing her to stop what she was doing. "Shouldn't you be wearing a coat, kid?"
"Shouldn't you be leaving for your honeymoon?" she asked, not turning around, afraid he wasn't really there and she was imagining it.
"Honeymoons are for people who get married and since I didn't, I shouldn't be on one," he explained softly, approaching her with caution. "Come on, Nic, I'm not stupid. I mean, yeah, it took some time for me to come around and realize I was making a mistake, but I made the right choice in the end."
Nic stood up and stood in front of him, face-to-face. "What happened?"
"Funny story, actually," he laughed. "So, we're standing up there, at the altar, and the priest gets to the objections part. Everyone seriously looked around for you, but when you weren't there, he started to continue. That is, until your brother stood up and said what I big mistake I was making and that I'd regret it within hours and that I was changing into something I'm not. Humiliated, I ignored him and we went on. Then, it got to me having to say 'I Do,' and I couldn't do it."
"So you just left Monica standing there?" she interrupted. "In front of all those people? Spied, that's pretty crappy."
"Fine, would you prefer I go back and marry her?" he teased, turning away for his Jeep.
Nic grabbed his arm and pulled him back. "I didn't say that."
"That's what I thought," he smirked. "So, now what?"
"Now," she started, "you kiss me."
And he did.
Jude and Tommy woke up early the next morning to someone banging on the door of their penthouse.
"Oh, my God, who is that?" Tommy grumbled, stumbling down the stairs and to the door, with Jude close behind. "If this is Sadie, wanting to go shopping, tell her Christmas is over."
He opened the door to reveal Spiederman and Nic standing under the doorframe, smiling goofily.
"What's with you two?" Jude asked, yawning loudly. "And whatever it is, couldn't it have waited until later?"
Instead of answering, Nic held up her left hand, revealing that her mother's ring had been replaced by a princess-cut diamond ring, obviously from Harry Winston.
"We just figured you'd like to know first," Spiederman shrugged, taking Nic's hand. "Come on. We'll come back when they decide it's time to wake up."
"I don't think so," Tommy said, pulling his sister back. "Come in; I'll put on some coffee."
After spending an hour discussing the previous night, Nic and Spiederman, coming down from their adrenaline high, decided it was time to leave. Just as they were opening the door to Nic's apartment, Tommy stepped into the hallway.
"Wait, I need to do something really quick," he told them. "Stay here." He left the penthouse door cracked open and ran back to Sophie's bedroom. "Soph, get up for a minute."
The young girl sat up. "What do you want, Daddy?" she whined as he dragged her out of bed. "I'm sleepy."
"I know," he replied, "but I have a surprise for you." He pulled back the front door to reveal Nic and Spiederman, just as he was kissing her softly. "Merry Christmas, Sophie."
She squealed and rushed to her Godparents, finally getting her wish.