A/N: Melody - if you liked Cam's brothers the last chapter - wait till you see what they're up to now. : ) I swear I fell off my chair typing this!!! Glad you (and that sweet Nat too) liked the wedding. Anything for my Triplets. ;). Happy 2004! xox- G

The party was in full swing. Confetti was strewn about and a band played on. The kids were still running around even though it was close to two in the morning. They'd probably sleep till noon tomorrow.

Earlier in the night - Alison had pouted, realizing that she could hardly dance anymore. Rafe kissed her and told her not to worry. They'd dance for Valentine's Day - after the baby was born. She pulled his arms around her and sighed at the thought. He was always so good at making her smile.

Of course, Cam and Abby were blissfully happy. They swayed in the center of the dance floor.

"Still haven't forgotten those lessons huh?" She remarked as he twirled her around then brought her back in his arms.

"Nope." He grinned. "I'm a regular Fred Astaire."

Leave it to Cam to take a compliment and make himself an expert. "Sweetie. Let's just leave it at you can dance." Abby sighed as she pressed herself closer to him.

He loved the feeling of having her in his arms. He hoped the band would never stop playing. "I have to tell you - I'm not sure this marriage is going to be valid." She said with a giggle.

"Why? Because we took over?" He kissed her softly. "I think it's still OK."

"No - that's not why. Your vows were wrong."

He stared at her in disbelief. "I thought you liked them."

"I loved them. But they were still wrong." She said, her voice serious.

"Want to give me your English muffins?"

"No." She laughed.

"Then what?"

"I was seven when we met - not six." She grinned at him. "You're two years older than me. Not three."

"Maybe you were six and a half." Cam said, not wanting to give in.

"Maybe." She agreed. "Did you just agree with me?"

"Maybe." She smiled wider.

"I like this marriage thing already I think." He captured her lips with his again.

"Me too." She whispered as she kissed him back.

Alison sat on a chair, tapping her foot and strumming her fingers over her stomach. The band took a break and she thanked the waiter who brought her a piece of cake. It was her second, but she didn't think anyone noticed.

Suddenly, Abby sank into the chair next to her.

"I'm so wound up. I'm never going to sleep tonight." She said with a sigh.

"You're not supposed to sleep tonight." Alison laughed at her and gave her a wink.

"That's true." Abby laughed back. "Where's Rafe?" She asked, looking around. It was so odd to see Alison sitting alone, especially lately. Rafe was always right beside her.

"That's a great question." Alison replied. She just watched her sister for a moment, smiling at the way Cam laid his hand on Abby's shoulder and brushed back her hair when he came over to give her a glass of champagne. "He was with Cam's brothers a while ago."

"Oh God." Cam said, his face suddenly full of worry. "How long has he been gone?"

Alison looked at him, puzzled. "Almost an hour, actually."

"Cameron. Tell me they didn't." Abby glared at him.

"You know them Abs. I can't tell you that." He looked up and his face went a bit pale. "But here comes my mom and Molly. I bet they have something to say."

"That poor sweet thing," Cam's mother said with a sigh as she crossed the room with her daughter. "How can we explain this to her? I hope she's carrying a girl - boys are way too much trouble. Even when they're fully grown."

"I never trust the twins but Tom knows better." Molly said, nervously. "I already made him promise he'd drive her if by some chance she goes into labor tonight."

"Let's pray that she won't." She whispered as the finally reached the table. "Alison, honey. I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but as usual - my sons are responsible." She glared at Cameron.

"Hey - mom. C'mon. I was not involved with this." He protested.

"You be quiet. I'm sure there's something you've done in your life that you got away with." She reached over and took Alison's hand.

"Mrs. Donovan - you're scaring me." Alison's voice trembled with panic.

"Call me Sheila and please, sweetie, don't worry. Everything's going to be fine in the morning."

"What are you talking about?" Alison sat up straighter and looked around the room. "Where's Rafe?"

"My possibly soon to be ex-husband and two derelict brothers have him outside." Molly sighed. "He's - well - let's just say - he's feeling no pain."

"Abby?" Alison pleaded with her sister to tell her what was going on. "Where is he?"

"Ali - he'll be fine. It's just - well. They got him drunk - sweetie." Abby confessed.

Alison burst into laughter. "That's impossible." She shook her head. "Rafe never gets drunk."

"Rafe's never met the Donovan boys." Molly pointed out. "Believe me - it's their fault. They fed him pop's whiskey."

"Not the good stuff?" Cam said his eyes wide with shock.

"Yes." His mother glared at him again, her eyes deadly. She turned her attention back to Alison. "So - honey. Let me get you the recipe for the hangover cure, because, that poor sweet boy's going to have a hell of a headache in the morning." Sheila promised.

Just then, the suspects in question came through the door, carrying a staggering Rafe.

"Oh my God!!!" Alison laughed harder at the sight of him. His tie was undone and his shirttails wrinkled. He had the goofiest grin she ever saw on his face.

Connor and Matt brought him over to the table as Tom hung his head and followed behind.

"Set him down and get out of my sight the three of you." Sheila's voice shook with fury.

"Yes ma'am" They mumbled, putting him down on the chair next to Alison. Tom looked up at Molly as she stood and walked to the opposite end of the room. He guiltily went after her.

"Hey, there's my Angel." Rafe said, his voice slurred as he slumped in his chair.

"Hey." Alison said as she tried to get him to sit up. "What happened?"

"I'm the drunk I've everest been." Rafe said with a smile.

Alison couldn't stop laughing. Rafe Kovich. The ever controlled vampire slayer was a drunken mess. She never, ever thought she'd see this in her lifetime.

"I can see that. Honey, didn't you know what you were drinking?"

"Your hair is golden." He replied as he ran a few strands through his fingers.

"I know." She laughed harder. "Rafe. However did you get like this?"

"You're really, really, really pretty. Can I kiss you?" He asked and then did just that.

She smiled as he pulled away. "Rafe. Focus. Please. Tell me. What happened?"

"Those guys - they're great. They gave me this stuff - tasted like poison at first but then - you know - by the fourth one it tasted really good."

"How many did you have?" Cam laughed.

Rafe brought his hands in front of him and began counting on his fingers. He held up seven and said "Five - I think."

He turned back to Alison. "This is a really great wedding." He leaned over and buried his nose in her hair and began to kiss her neck. "Is it time for our honeymoon now?"

"This isn't our wedding Rafe. We already had a honeymoon."

"We can have another one." He said in the loudest whisper ever. He pulled her close and gave her a sloppy kiss.

"OK. I think maybe it's time for bed." Alison said with a grin as she began to stand up.

"Yeah. Bed." Rafe said with a wicked grin. "Great idea." "I was right." He announced loudly to almost the entire room. "There will be a honeymoon." Rafe tried to stand too but fell right back into the chair. Laughter could be heard all around them. No one could believe their eyes.

"Cameron. Help her bring him upstairs." His mother ordered.

Too scared to cross his mother, Cam started to do what she asked. "OK buddy. Let's go." He said as nudged his shoulder.

Rafe didn't respond. His head nodded and he almost began to snore.

Cam picked him up off the chair and walked him upstairs, plopping him down on the bed.

"Thanks Cam." Alison whispered as she leaned in and gave him a kiss on the cheek. She bent down to take off Rafe's shoes and then sat beside him. Her hands lifted to unbutton his shirt and began ease it off him.

"umm. Alison." He murmured, trying to pull her close for another kiss.

"Yes Rafe?" She said softly.

"You're so beautiful." He said as his lips met hers.

She pushed him away gently and pulled off his shirt. She moved away for a moment and once she let him go he sank down immediately into the pillows, dead to the world within seconds.

"Oh yeah - tough guy. This'll be some honeymoon." Alison giggled as she pulled a blanket over him and went to get ready for bed herself