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I could have uploaded this Monday... I wanted to so bad but I have put myself off... was trying for a little longer but hey, I am impatient. And there is also the fact that this will be the last one of these before Christmas... Just got something a little special lined up for you all and it kinda works in the order that I have come up with the ideas.

Now, this was going to go one direction but I felt like I needed to give Rachel and Tommy a bit of a break (this was also the chapter when I was going to include Rachel and Melissa's mum but didn't. Aren't you glad now?)... What I was going to include will be in a future chapter but this is a happy one. I was almost crying by the end so... I don't know whether that is any indication of how this chapter goes. (And I don't think I mentioned last time, this and the last chapter is set after Unsweet Sixteen, just to get you into the right time frame).

Giving Away

"There is one thing we haven't discussed yet," Sophie said.

"What's that?" Rachel asked.

"Who is going to give you away? It is the only thing I haven't planned because I think it should be your choice."

"I could ask Mum," Melissa said.

Everyone turned to the computer screen and glared at her.

"It was a joke. Christ. She keeps asking me about it. I have even had to hide the invitation from her, which is beautiful by the way. I don't think I mentioned it last time."

"Again, they are all down to Sophie." Rachel said

"I could actually give you away this time," Philip said.

"That isn't another swipe at mine and Adam's wedding, is it?"

"It wasn't my fault that he wasn't going to show up."

"Or would it be weird if I did it?"

Rachel noticed that Tommy was deep in thought. She almost called out to him, to bring him back with everyone else when he looked up and noticed her looking at him.

"Why don't I do it? Why don't I give you away Mum?"

She could tell that everyone was waiting for her to say something. It wasn't that she was averse to the idea. In fact, she loved the idea of it. Her first responsibility giving her away to the man she loves.

"I think that sounds like a perfect idea."

Rachel tried not to see how grown up her son was. He was only a month away from being 15 but in her head, he was still about five, getting all muddy and running in with a handful of daisies for her.

"Mum, you're staring again."

"I'm wondering how you got to be so grown up." She said as she finally walked into his room.

He moved over in his bed, not that he had a single bed anymore, and placed his laptop to one side. She sat down next to him.

"Is this where you tell me that you can't believe that the last 15 years have gone so fast?" He said.

"They have been a blur."

"Or is it because I offered to give you away?"

"No. It is more your actions over the last year. I mean, the way that you ran across the hall to push Adam away and everything with Sophie as well. I have to remind myself that you aren't the five-year-old who would proudly introduce himself by his full name because his teacher told him how impressive it was."

"Does it mean that I will have to write a speech?" He said even though she thought he wanted to say something else.

"Only if you want to."

"I want to. I don't think it will be the typical speech but then again, I am not the father of the bride."

"No, you're not."

"We're going to be okay Mum. We are with people that love us now."

"I know. And we are still getting used to it but…"

"We got used to just relying on each other."

"Exactly." She placed a kiss on his forehead. "I love you."

"I love you too Mum. Now, I have a speech to write and not really a lot of time to do it in."

Tommy highlighted the text before deleting it. Speech writing was hard and it wasn't like there were many days left before the wedding for him to perfect it. Not that he actually had anything written. The worst part was that Sophie wanted to know how long it was for all of her timings.

"Need a hand?" Micheal said as he walked into the room.

"This speech. I don't know why I even wanted to do a speech."

"Because you knew it would mean a lot to Rachel. It is the only reason why I agreed to be Dad's best man. I knew it meant a lot to him as Rachel brought us back together."

"I just don't know what to say. And it isn't like there are thousands of Son of the Bride speeches."

"I wrote mine just by how I felt. Like what Dad and Rachel mean to me. I have even got a couple of stories from each other them about the other."

"I just want to make it perfect for Mum."

"I think you just standing up and speaking from the heart will be enough for Rachel."

Tommy nodded at him. "I think I know what I want to say."

"Always start by just bullet pointing so ideas. Like everything you want to include. Don't just look at a blank page. It never helps."

He waited for Micheal to leave before he grabbed his notebook and started to write down his ideas. Although as he started to write them down, the ideas wrote themselves and instead of a typed speech, he ended up with a handwritten speech that seemed to fit the speech well.

Tommy pulled on the sleeves of his shirt before he fiddled with his bowtie. Sophie hit his hand away as she passed him.

"Leave it alone."

"It's annoying me."

"Well you are going to untie it at this rate and I don't fancy trying to retie it. And put your jacket on."

"I will do when we get there. I am boiling."

"Blame Dad for wanting waistcoats as well."

"That was you!" He shouted up the stairs after her.

He huffed as he was left by himself again. He walked into the kitchen, which was the coolest room in the house to try and stop himself from sweating. It was just their luck that the wedding day landed during the hottest week of the year so far. It was alright for the girls in their dresses. Not really the weather for a three-piece suit.

Tommy couldn't wait for the ceremony to be over than he hoped that he could take off his jacket and at least roll up the sleeves of his shirt, if Sophie would allow him to.

"Tommy?" Kim said as she beckoned him from the hallway.

At least he knew that his mum was ready and he entered the hall and picked his jacket off the bannister and put it on. He looked up the stairs to see Sophie and his mum walk down them. He couldn't really believe it was all happening.

"I think I lucked out here. You all look beautiful." Tommy said. "Shall we go?"

He held his arm out to his mum and he could only smile when she took it.

"Aren't you boiling?" His mum asked.

"I think Sophie might kill me if I take it off again."

They had a little time by themselves before the ceremony started. Kim and Sophie were going to get them when it was time, leaving the last mother and son moment with them having the same surname.

"You look very handsome."

"And you look beautiful."

She smiled. "How did we get here?"

"I think this might just be some dream and we are going to wake up and we are still with Dad."

"I hope not."

"The magic that is Waterloo Road."

"You're still my first responsibility."

"And you're mine."

"Did you get your speech written in the end?"

"I did. I think you will like it."

"I can't wait to hear it in a couple of hours."

"I think the weirdest thing of all of this is going to remember to call you Mrs Lawson at school. It took a while to call you Ms Mason."

"Well, you have always known me as Mum."

"At least this will be your last name change. Georgina seems to think that there is no truer love than yours and Eddie's."

"I think that Georgina lives in a fantasy world half the time."

"But I do have to agree with her. I want what you two have."

"And you will when you find that someone special. That person that knows you best in the world."

Tommy nodded his head as Kim and Sophie rejoined them. He looked at his cousin and knew that he had a similar bond with her. But there was someone else out there for him and he hoped that he could make them feel the same way that Eddie made his mum feel.

"Ready?" His mum asked him.

"Shouldn't I be saying that to you."

"I think I am."

"Good. Come on. Mr Lawson is waiting for you."

He was glad when she smiled at him, realising the words echoed those that they said to each other on that day that she first returned to Waterloo Road.

That day it was just him and his mum. Now he had more. He had a family.