Epilogue – Part II
(PLEASE READ EVERY SINGLE WORD OF THE IMPORTANT AUTHORS NOTE AT THE END)
That dinner was opulent in every since of the word, there were rumors that the father of the bride had spent $7 Million Dollars fulfilling his daughters wishes, and that was true to an extent, he had spent $7 Million Dollars on the receptions and parties and the preparation. He had spent nearly $20 Million Dollars on the ceremony, preparations for it, her wedding gift and her honeymoon. It was the third most expensive wedding that had ever taken place in contemporary history. That feat could only have been achieved by Jake Long himself, "How much did he really pay?"
"Spud that's not polite to ask," Trixie Spudinski scolded her husband.
Spud shrugged, but Maxwell Stoops didn't really mind. He had grown to enjoy the company of Jake's childhood friends. Max really found Mr. and Mrs. Spudinski refreshing over the company of the stuffy, conservative attitude of the Socialites that he was forced to be around ninety percent of the time. Sure, when he had retired from INGB ten years ago, his need to do that shit had decreased significantly, but he was still Vice Chairman of the Board of that company and he was on the Board of several different companies, so he had to do it, "Well, Jake and I decided to go half and half on it with me so my half was $13.5 Million Dollars, that would be $27 Million Dollars if he paid the same amount that I did. Yes $27 Million."
"Damn," Trixie mused and took a sip of her drink, "How much did we have to spend on Jamie's wedding?"
"$30,000 Dollars," Spud answered, that sounded pathetic, but he had long given up trying to compete with Jake in terms of money.
Maxwell was so used to snobby, stick-up-their-ass, society wives and husbands that he almost asked them why they had spent such a small change amount on their daughter's wedding, but he was thankfully able to stop himself and was stopped by his son Zach also. To say that his son had been a nervous wreck for the past two months had been an understatement. Well, perhaps it was due to Alexandra's strange moodiness, "Hey."
"Hey Dad," Zach combed his hand through his short cut blonde hair, "Can I talk to you in private for a few moments?"
"Can you excuse us for a few moments?" Max turned and smiled at Spud and Trixie.
"Sure," Trixie nodded and turned to Zach, "Congratulations Zach."
Zach nodded with a smile, "Thank you Mrs. Spudinski, Mr. Spudinski."
When Trixie and Spud were out of earshot, Zach led his father out to one of the many of the balconies and shut the door behind them. The tender Long Island wind blew against them as they walked further out onto the balcony until they reached the end of it. When they got there, Zach grabbed the marble handrail and sighed, "I've been holding this in for a month, but I don't think that I can hold it in much longer. Alex told me that we should wait until after we got married, but I figured that we're getting married tomorrow and we're going to have to tell you sometimes."
"What is it?" Max raised an eyebrow.
"Alex is pregnant, six weeks pregnant," He rubbed his forehead, "I didn't know this when I proposed but apparently she found out about two days before I popped the question. That's why she's been acting like a nut job for the past few weeks. You, I and Alex only know about this, ok?"
Max chuckled, and rubbed his forehead, "That's great, but why the big secret?"
"She wanted to avoid people thinking that I only asked her to marry me because she's pregnant," Zach sighed and leaned against the railing, "This came as a completely surprise to me, I had been planning to ask her for months before and when she told me that she was pregnant with my kid, it only made me feel better in my decision and particularly my timing. I love her, so don't get this confused with me just marrying her because-…"
Max held up a hand, "Don't worry about it, you just go and tell your mother, she's inside."
"Don't you touch me," Alex warned her little sister, "I'm warning you, I will tear you apart."
By that time, Trevor had actually physically restrained Morgan, but that didn't mean that she couldn't flail about when her anger flared up. Alex had been trying her best to stay in one attitude, one mood and she had been trying desperately not to appear as bipolar as her hormones were making her. She had gone from angry at Morgan to sad that her little sister would want to hurt her. Alex still remembered the first time that the hormones had appeared. She had been home alone and Zach was still in New York at the office and they had been in a text message conversation and when he didn't text her back for several minutes, she had started to bawl like a child. She was literally going to go insane during this entire pregnancy.
"I'm going to kill you!" Morgan shrieked and broke out of Trevor's grasp.
"I'm Pregnant!" Alex shouted as she stepped back.
At that instant, Morgan stopped right in her tracks and stared dumbly at her, Trevor's eyes widened to that of a deer caught in headlights and the door from the back yard shut slowly. All three of the Long Children turned and saw their father standing there, "You're what?"
Doctor Calloway walked into the private room with the oddest smile on his face.
That pissed Rose off to no end, why the hell would that man be smiling when her child had food poising? Idiot!
"Well, Mr. Long, thanks to the sample of Tuna and the sample that you provided for us," He said to which Rose turned slightly nauseous and Shawn looked embarrassed, "We were able to determine that you have food poisoning, it's not too advanced, luckily and you should get over it without having to have a shot, which would have been on your behind by the way, or antibiotics. Which means that all you'll need is long periods of sleep."
Shawn rubbed his behind and Rose chuckled, "Luckily break their son."
"Oh yes," Doctor Calloway smiled, "Good news, you'll be able to participate in the wedding ceremony tomorrow, bad news, at the reception afterwards you'll only be able to drink could liquids. No solid food for about a week. It'll upset your stomach way too much, understood?"
Rose nodded, "What about school, I need a doctor's note to give to them if he's going to miss an entire week."
"I'll make sure to give you one before you leave," The doctor nodded, "Sleep all week, no solid foods, no school, no thinking, just getting better."
Rose nodded but before she could finally tell the Doctor to buzz off, her cell phone rang. Smiling at the Doctor and her son, she got up from the chair and reached into the pocket of her jeans. Seeing that it was from Jake, she picked it up, "Jake, I was just about to call you, it turns out that Shawn does have food poisoning, he's going to be in bed for the next week but he can participate in the wedding tomorrow."
"Well I know something you don't know," Jake said in a sing-song, cheery voice.
"Care to enlighten?" Rose laughed.
"Well set down for this one." Jake began with a laugh, "I'll give you hint, she's the woman that you gave birth too, she's getting married tomorrow and she's pregnant."
Rose's eyes widened and then comically, she fell backwards, unconscious.
AN:/ (Written Post-Completion of the Epilogue) When I was about to post it, I realized that my decision to post this in three increments will leave a huge plot hole, I mean I can't skip right to the wedding when I haven't at least resolved all of these stories put into the first two posts, so they're will be four. So that means that you'll be stuck with this story (if you're following it) for a little while longer and because of one of two of my announcements, it might be a few weeks. Now my two very important announcements:
First a little background, I'm a Political, Historical and Economic Advisor to Politicians throughout the mid-western, south-western and the western coast of the United States, I'm on the road a lot since moved my consulting firm from just the west coast of United States. Which means that I don't stay in one place long enough to settle down somewhere. So imagine my surprise when I got an offer from the Newt Gingrich Presidential Campaign to be a Political Advisor last Monday to come on board as a Political Advisor for the Mid-Western Campaign. Granted, I'm like one of fifty, but it's still an honor to me, I love Newt Gingrich and I was ecstatic about it. So, I'll be living in Iowa for the next few months, so if updates become sparse, now you know why.
But I'm going to have access to all of my computers so I'll still be able to work on them in my down time. So hope for that.
Second announcement: I'm working on a new project for American Dragon Jake Long, brand new, not Anything and Everything or Into That Good Night (but if anyone wants me to write a one-shot for this story, I'd be more than happy too), but a new one!
I assuming that your thinking and looking like this right now: -.-… "Another one, what could he possibly come up with next?"
But I can assure you that this one will be completely different from the others, I'm changing my writing style a bit, it's going to be a trial and error experiment with this style so I could fail, in which case, you should tell me. Lord knows I've failed before in writing XD
But I'd like to think that I have at least a little credibility in writing in this section, enough for you to at least look at it.
And I'm really excited for you all to see it.
By the way, my plans at quitting at the end of this year for American Dragon are blow out of the water indefinitely.
Anyway, thank you for reading and just so you know, I love reviews, so give me one! I'll give you cookies :D!