A/N: Hope you guys have some rice ready and are wearing your best worst bridesmaid dress cause it's time for a Vauseman wedding...this story is reaching its conclusion but if there are any specific pregnancy scenes you want there might still be opportunities to prolong the inevitable and I have a sequel idea with Alex as narrator (the foreshadowing of my potential ideas are buried throughout this fic)...hope you like the first of two Vauseman weddings in this story! I love reading all your comments, I both improve and they make me smile when I'm having a hard day)

The next morning, I woke up to Alex's hand dipping dangerously below my waist as her breasts pressed hard against my back. I decided to see where she was going to take this and act like I was still asleep. If this was going to be the last time that I had sex outside the bonds of marriage then I was going to make sure it was as good as it could be. I let her go past kissing my shoulder to nibbling as her hand pushed its way between my legs, I gave her a bit of a fight without letting her know I was playing.

"What's wrong, babe? Did the little embryo that could decide that splitting in two wasn't enough revenge on her mommies? The sort that hold signs outside pride parades and women's clinics finally get to her and she feels the need to tell us how against nature everything we're doing is? You think she'd be grateful I finally let her out of the freezer. Or is this not about her at all, are you still mad about last night?"

"No. I'm not happy about you staying out late and not at least telling me, making me worry you were cheating on me with some skinny redhead who isn't fat and ugly with a stretched out vagina."

"God, when your imagination runs wild it goes crazy, Pipes. You are the hottest woman alive and you aren't fat, you are the woman I chose to carry my child because I love you and your sexy body even more now that it is growing the children I have dreamed about for so long. Out of all the women in the world, I chose you to carry my children and to be the woman I spend the rest of my days with."

"So much that you ruin it at the first available opportunity?"

"You are sexier now with your swollen tits and round belly," she whispered in a voice that was extra husky thanks to morning dryness as she massaged the blonde's breast with the hand that wasn't tangling through the downy patch of hair covering her pubic bone, "And the bigger your belly gets the more I want to cherish you and protect you. I don't want some skinny young thing, I want the woman bringing my children into the world. You are special and amazing."

"You sure you aren't just saying that cause you want to get into my pants?"

"Well, you aren't wearing pants, so, no," Alex deadpanned, "I love you. I just want the first thing you feel on the biggest day of our lives is pure bliss."

"I don't know if it's the biggest day, I think that'll be the day I bring these two little girls into the world."

"Biggest so far. Now would you let me do what I do best and make love to you?"

"Can't wait a few more hours to have me?"

"I think it's pretty obvious I'm not good at waiting to have what I want," Alex teased as she rubbed my bump with a certain gentle seduction I wasn't sure what to make of, it felt so good but so wrong all at once but they were our babies and it made me feel so sexy.

"You are so naughty."

"Who? Moi," Alex asked sarcastically as her eyes shined and she feigned a shocked expression.

"What you're doing right now shouldn't be doing what it's doing to me," I responded as a chill ran down my body that I knew wasn't just my body adjusting to the February morning.

"What? I'm just rubbing your belly," Alex said with a playfully seductive tone as she pressed her hand between my belly button and center.

"Where our daughters happen to be residing and it's making me so wet. And you wouldn't be doing it if I weren't carrying your children."

"You know I've always loved your sexy abs," Alex's hand slowly moved along my hip and rubbed across my upper leg as she found her way to my inner thigh as she nibbled from my earlobe to my collarbone, "Almost as much as I love your runner's legs. I love your strong muscles. I was never into athletic girls but now I know what I was missing. What do they say, blondes are more fun," Alex teased as I rolled my eyes and she smiled, her way of saying she knows she misstated a common expression from one of her idols, "You are a smart, sexy angel."

Any fight I had in me dissolved at that moment as I turned my head for a kiss, "I need you, you seductive goddess."

And with that, I felt her breasts rubbing against me as one hand reached around my body massaged mine and the fingers on the other tore through my folds. I needed her mouth on my breasts and to feel her on top of me. To see those green orbs and the love overflowing from them as I fell deeper into the abyss that was my own pleasure. I started rolling over and once we were facing each other I guided her mouth to my breasts.

I sighed once I felt her tongue gently toying with my nipple and cried her name as she showed me every bit of love that she had inside for me. She didn't speak any words; she didn't need to. The things she was doing to my body as she worked her way inside me and her body on top of mine as I worked a leg between hers and a hand of my own found its way to her center spoke volumes until even she was moaning my name and making deep guttural, animalistic noises as we fed off each other's pleasure until we finally came up for air. I could feel the babies fluttering wildly in my belly as my heartrate equalized and without a word, she massaged my belly until they settled back down as well.

"I could wake up like this every morning."

"All it takes is two little words and I will so make good on that, babe."

"Promise?"

"Every morning you want it, no matter where I am. We'll find a way to make it work. And from now on, I'll set a reminder on my phone if I know you are expecting me. I'm not used to having anyone to answer to but I'm glad I have you."

"We're past that. And I'll work on not going to the worst possible conclusion instantly and spinning out. Phones work both ways, I didn't try to contact you either."

"Do you know the things my inner gangster badass thinks about doing to everyone who has ever done you wrong? How can anyone hurt such a sweet-hearted angel? I love your little toothy grin and those sparkling blue eyes. I've never seen a shade of blue quite like yours."

"Save it for the altar, Vause," I told her with a playful swat as she became uncharacteristically poetic, "I'm supposed to meet my brother in an hour and then we're going to go over to the hotel."

"Yeah and assuming she remembers, Nicky is supposed to come over soon. She was getting pretty heavy with these two blondes."

"You can always call one of the ladies, they would drop everything to help us," referring to our new crew of Jewish mom friends who had provided us an inroad into Manhattan's upper-class lesbian mommy community.

"It's not the same. She's like my little sister. I'm growing up and trying to bring her with me. Every time I think she is, she does something like what she did last night. I know she loves Lorna but she is still sleeping around and getting drunk. Probably doing lines too because she thinks her only problem is heroin."

"That was hard for me too when I had Geo and Cal was still into being nineteen and carefree. When I was pregnant with him and feeling like my life was over while his was just beginning but he felt he had to be this man I never asked him to be, it was so hard. I just worry that someday he's going to look back and feel like he wasted his twenties helping raise his nephew, even though I never asked him to. Nicky will show, Al. And hey, maybe seeing you get married and have babies of your own will be the kick in the ass she needs to choose a side when it comes to settling down, her and Lorna are pretty cute together. Don't worry, she'll be there. You just concentrate on Alex and getting ready to stand before our family and proclaim your undying love for the woman you want to make love to every morning and caress her baby bump every chance you get."

"Mmm…yes," she locked lips with me softly and tangled her fingers through my messy morning hair, "Hey, I haven't," she started before placing her hands on either side of my bump and pushing my top up then knelt her head down to kiss my bump.

When she looked up, I stomped my feet and pouted, "You know I have two babies in there. Two babies means two kisses, Smooshy."

"Why couldn't you be happy being one little girl, why did my genetic experiment have to do an experiment of her own," Alex teasingly asked my bump as she rubbed by where Baby A was resting.

"Cause she's your daughter, she doesn't know how to exist without another girl's body against hers. She doesn't want to be lonely. And we don't know which baby is the original embryo. Now stop playing favorites."

"Geo will always be my favorite. But I love my little girls, I can't wait to see them again in two more weeks. I hope they look like me. So far, they've only ever looked like little alien monkeys. Oversized heads and a weird eye on a too tiny body. I just want to see myself in my babies. I'm starting to have this nightmare that all the embryos that take will look like the donor and nothing like me. I mean if I were to consider fucking a dude for free it would be him but that doesn't mean I want my hard-earned money going to raise little versions of him that don't so much as bear a passing resemblance to me. Or I worry that they implanted the wrong embryos entirely. I'm a doctor and I know better but I still have those crazy what-ifs in my head."

"They had better be yours, I'm not going through this to deliver somebody else's babies," Piper responded as Alex kissed the other side of her bump and then ran her tongue along the dark vertical line along my navel. "Stop, you're gonna get me going and I really don't want to be late to my own wedding because I was having sex."

"But after we say our I dos this sexy body is all mine and you don't get to say no."

"So it's like every other Wednesday then," I teased as I pushed her off me and headed to the shower, "And what year are we living in?"

"1952, where you can fuck your wife and keep her belly full and nobody says a damn thing, especially not her," Alex teased as she pulled me back and I punched her hard and she cried, "Kidding! Kidding, Pipes. We're living in 2018, where a woman can kiss and fuck whoever, whenever she wants and can put red-headed babies in her woman until they run out embryos or they are forced to consider buying a bus. At least it would show the Evangelicals we can raise an army to conquer theirs."

"How you perfectly toe the line between complete chauvinistic asshole and powerful, loving feminist warrior dyke never ceases to astound me," I teased as I snuck a quick kiss and my hand pulled down her sweats.

"I am not a feminist," She hissed as she threw her, my sweatshirt across the room in a temper tantrum as ridiculous as a toddler who didn't get the flavor of ice cream she wanted but got her favorite instead.

"Sure, you're not. Yeah, you wouldn't know a feminist if one bit you," I teased as I rolled my body on top of her naked one as gracefully as a woman four months pregnant with twins could.

"Wanna test that theory, Pipes? I mean if you really believe in your opinion so damn much."

"How would you propose I test my hypothesis, Dr. Vause?"

"Bite me," she said in that cool, commanding way that brought most girls to their knees but made me burn with the desire to consume every part of her.

"Well, I don't want to start my marriage by denying my woman a simple request," I sucked on her neck as she tried to push my head down and giggled between breaths when I realized just how much she actually thought I would give her a hickey that our mothers and my grandmother could see. Geo was already convinced there was a mutant bug in our room, which served a dual purpose of explaining away the marks left behind when our play went a little far and keeping him out of our room unless invited. I dipped my head down and bit her nipple as I felt her abdomen stiffen before a deep, animalistic moan freed itself from her diaphragm. When I finally came up for air I grinned and nibbled at my lip, "So, Dr. Vause, what are the results of our experiment?"

"I don't know. I think the subject requires another experiment."

"Oh, does she. Not convinced or did she enjoy being bit by a woman who spent her late adolescence steeped in feminist institutions and is all into natural feminine beauty and the essence of womanhood a little too much."

"Guess," Alex husked as she tried to hold on to her last remaining shred of pride.

"I don't have to, your face says it all, Baby," I squeezed on that pad of fat along her midsection, the only thing on her body that screamed middle-aged woman, "My squishy, smooshy widdle bwabwee with her soft belly."

"Yeah guess you aren't the only one in this relationship with an alien inhabiting her midsection."

"Yes, except I welcome the presence of my alien."

"And yours is temporary. One day you too will get old, Missus Vause, and I will tease you about the five pounds on your waist no amount of exercise can get rid of."

"If I don't fuck you so hard your battered heart gives out first."

"I think I have an insurance policy or two against you doing that," she teased as she rubbed along the curve of my lower back and my ass that had doubled in size in response to my tits doing the same.

"So cocky, Vause. Let's see if you can be this cocky with my young, virile Stallion-sized cock pounding your useless little old lady pussy. Can you even still get wet on your own? I'm gonna split you open so far you break a hip from opening your legs so wide," I hissed as I slowly teased her slit and rubbed her clit until she begged me to stick the dildo we kept by our bed for such moments inside her while I made love to her tits and I rubbed my center against her leg.

"You are such a tease, Missus Vause," Alex hissed as her body trembled.

"How so," I taunted as my finger rubbed in circles around her opening, teasing the edge with the smallest bit of my fingertip.

"You promised to fuck me like an old bitch in heat."

"I think I suggested that you were too old to be in heat."

"Yes, then explain why we're in the lovely stage of a lesbian relationship where you buy prenatals and tampons in the same transaction as some kid working their way through college gives you a confused look?"

"Could be worse, you could buy condoms and prenatals."

"Why do I get the feeling that you've done that?"

"Cause it's a very Piper Chapman-esque thing to do," I replied as I nipped her lips to punish her for teasing me about just how bad I was at being a straight woman.

"You are a ridiculous human, now fuck me like a woman should be fucked."

"A woman like you or a woman like most?"

"How about like a woman on her wedding day who knows a due date is a due date and there's no way of knowing at what point the seed was planted inside her."

"Mmmm…I like how your dirty mind thinks," I teased as I kissed her while grabbing for the dildo we kept in a drawer by our bedside and thrust it deep inside her in one forceful motion as she screamed. I kept thrusting hard, pulling halfway out and ordering her to say my name as I slid my center along her leg, taking mine while I gave her hers then slamming the toy back inside her until I felt her fighting the urge to cum around a cock in her pussy. I pressed my center against her swollen clit as I let the toy rest inside her and my hands roughly massaged her nipples. "You asked for this, Vause. Now be a dutiful little wife and cum for me. We both know you like the feeling of your tight cunt filled by a thick cock. If I could blow a load inside you, I would be so close. We might as well cum together on our wedding day," I rubbed my hand along her side until I felt her muscles loosen and the part of her that she was holding back was released from its cage. When I was done with her, she grabbed the dildo I had flung to the side of us while I cuddled on top of her and turned it on me, reaching around my ass with one arm, running the toy along my ass while the other held me in place on top of her, as if I had any desire to escape what I knew she was about to do to me. She could fuck whichever hole she wanted and after teasing the first opening she came upon she settled for the second while her knuckles rubbed against the tender flesh between my two holes.

"Did fucking your top into submission turn you on," she asked as I easily took her cock inside me and let out a noise that could best be described as a cross between a sigh and scream as I felt my flesh stretch around the bulbous head of the still wet toy.

"Do you really need to ask? You're down there."

"No, I don't. You are so open and drenched. I wish I had access to a bigger cock right now but this little shrimp will have to do. He's a lucky boy. The school nerd who got to fuck the hottest girl in school on the most important day of her young life."

"It's not the size of the dick that matters when pleasing a woman, it's whether or not the person wielding it knows what the fuck they are doing."

"God, you need to take up needlepoint cause I would love to see that in flowery pink thread on my wall. A regular little inspirational quote. Like everything is a dildo if you're brave enough surrounded by vegetables."

"Funny, babe. I have been thinking about taking up crocheting and sewing, especially now that I'm having daughters. And the thought of putting them in cute little homemade bonnets and pink blankies is so alluring. And if they get your perfectly round head I know I'm going to need to learn how to make headbands and ribbons."

"And to think you got on my case for saying we were living in 1952. Not that I mind a homecooked meal and coming home to a pack of daughters who look just like me, a son who looks like you in homemade clothes. Now be a good little wife and let me fuck you until you can't take it anymore. I already got you knocked up so I know my teeny small but mighty weenie works."

"Well, it doesn't work that good, it only put a girl in me."

"First, it put two girls in you and second, making girls is way harder. Those sperm have to fight twice as hard to outswim the heartier, faster boy sperm," she teased as she thrust inside me and held me tight against her body.

"Yeah like you had anything to do with it. They aren't fraternal."

"You know I had everything to do with it. Now cum so I can make an honest woman out of you before everybody figures out that the oven in our kitchen wasn't the only place somethin' was cookin' in the Vause house at our Friendsgiving dinner."

"Yes, turkey and giblet," I teased, using a name that we jokingly called our babies, every time warning the other one to be careful or it would stick. I could hear our adolescent daughters groaning now. I had never been one for cutesy food-related nicknames for fetuses but much to my surprise I quickly found out the women's healthcare practitioner I had chose to mate with did. But of course, I really shouldn't be that surprised, the love of my life was passionate about vegetables in every way possible.

"They're my little avocados. This week, anyway."

"Okay, Tortilla chip."

"I like Smooshy better."

"Mushy tortilla chip."

"Oh, you are about to get it," she hissed as she nipped my lower lip between every word as she began fucking me harder. I was so close to the big explosion when my phone started ringing for the third time and I tried to escape from her clutches.

"Baaa-bbbeee, just ignore it one more minute, the master is about to finish her latest piece."

"I know but what if something's wrong with the kiddo? If I was too busy orgasming with my hot lesbian lover to care that our son is like in the ER nearly dead."

"If that were true you know my phone would be going off too. Now let me finish."

"No, Al. I have to pick up the phone."

"If that's the way you want it, Missus Vause, go ahead," she smiled with the only Vause expression I hadn't yet acquired full immunity to. It burned through my soul but I liked to think of myself as dutiful and responsible so I grabbed the phone while Alex did everything in her power to accomplish her goal. I quickly glanced at the name showing in my missed call notification. Cal. This was not going to be fun.

"Hi, baby bro."

"You're alive."

"Yeah, why wouldn't I be," I asked trying to be cocky and not scream in ecstasy as Alex hit all the right spots. She would soon be stuck with me for the rest of her life so I had plenty of time to come up with an appropriate punishment for her behavior and when I did, she would live to regret the things she was doing. But I could tell by the looks she was giving me she was proud of herself and was confident she could handle whatever punishment I felt fit this capital offense.

"Cause I've been calling you for like fifteen minutes."

"I finally got to sleep at 4 am."

"God, it must be fucking weird to have a human being growing inside you. I can't imagine."

"Guess it's a good thing you are lacking the necessary plumbing. It's cool though. It's reassuring to know they are in there and okay. That they are getting bigger. I'm almost looking forward to when the weekly orgasms start and if I make it to 32 weeks then they'll be every other day since they share a placenta."

"Look at you, maintaining a conversation and shit. I'm almost offended," I heard Alex whisper in my ear before nipping at my ear and then running her tongue along my sweet spot. I couldn't stifle my aroused laughter as she went nuclear.

"Is Alex there? Isn't that like bad luck?"

"Yeah, but since when did I follow convention? I already let her put her baby inside me. No matter what she's not going anywhere. That's some sort of patriarchal bullshit from when women were a commodity to be bought and sold through marriage to secure a larger kingdom. She's seen everything and likes what she sees."

"I do more than like," Alex teased as she slowly ran her lips down my neck and I couldn't stifle the moan that ripped through me.

"Wait are you two…you know? Doing the thing?"

"Use your words, Cal."

"I can't, it'll ruin porn forever. You've ruined it enough by marrying a former porn star. It's so unfair that out of the three of us you are the one who gets to fuck a porn star."

"You better not be around our parents. They do not need to know that, not now, not ever."

"Don't worry. I won't. Now if I ever hit an economic hard patch and need my inheritance quickly, then I might consider it."

"I think I'd be the one more likely to get an inheritance and not you if that ever happened."

"If you survive. Now, get out from underneath your lesbian sex goddess lover and get ready for your wedding!"

"Who says she's underneath me? I'm pregnant, do you really think I'm doing much laying on my back?"

"Ew, no. I really don't need that image. I hate thinking about you with a chick, much less as the sort of girl who would be you know the aggressor. You are just sorta gay, not gay gay. Like who wouldn't fall for a woman if they looked like Alex and girls get what other girls like in that way in a way boys can't."

"Would it matter if I were?"

"Of course not. It's just weird to think of you as being that much into girls."

"Have you seen my wife? She is as much of a woman as they come."

"Sorry, into women. Into doing things to them."

"I'm getting married, I think it goes without saying that if there wasn't complete mutual sexual interest our lives would suck."

"If you two don't get out of your love nest soon you won't be."

"Okay give me thirty. Five to finish and twenty to get a shower and get ready."

"Ew, Piper. Gross."

Alex reached for the phone and I heard her tell him, "Don't listen to your sister's lies, in five minutes I'll have made her cum as many times." Seconds before she put the phone back on my nightstand with a sarcastic shrug, "Uh, he hung up. Could it have been something I said?"

"You are an asshole."

"Call me an asshole again," she teased as her pinkie circled my other hole. But instead of telling her to stop like I usually did I decided to let her and before I knew it I was cumming harder than ever and grabbing hard at her head to keep her lips on mine while I rode out my orgasm and it's aftershocks.

Three and a half hours later, I was walking towards the bridge in an off-white lace sweetheart neckline dress with blue rhinestones and silver and black threading wearing dark blue heels with one arm around Cal and the other around my dad. I saw Alex in a silver dress with a black lace overlay and a plunging neckline that was tight around her curves and ass with a leather jacket on top with silver and black beaded heels, she was standing there surrounded by our moms, Celeste, Lorna, Nicky, Mel, Keely, and Jess plus her wife. Of course, front and center standing between Alex and the justice of the peace was Geo in a tux with an orange bow tie and dark blue vest and blue Converses. He started bouncing up and down when he saw me walking towards Alex.

"Mommy!"

"Hi, baby," I lifted him into my arms and nuzzled my nose against his, "You look so handsome."

"You look pitty, Mommy."

"Are you sure you want Mommy to marry Momma?"

"Momma loves us an' cares for us. I wan' Momma be my mom forever! I wan' us be family forever!"

"Okay, then," I answered as Cal held out his hands to take Geo. After I handed him to my brother I looked over at my dad and he smiled and pulled me into a hug, "You are as beautiful and glowing as I've ever seen you. I can tell she makes you happy, treats you well and I know she can give you and your son a good life. And that's all that matters." Then he hugged Alex and I could just barely hear him tell her, "Take care of my little princess. I'm trusting you with the most important thing in my world." "I will," she answered before taking my hands in hers and locking lips as Nicky declared, "It's not time for the kiss yet!" "C'mon, I think it's pretty obvious that I've done more than kiss her." "Let them kiss you monster," Lorna fired back as we became lost in each other's eyes and beaming smiles.

"Shall we begin, ladies," the justice, a woman who looked like a sixty-something lesbian with short grey hair and a purple silk scarf with white doves on the edges underneath black vestments, asked as she looked down at the book in her hands.

"Pipes? You ready to do this?"

"Yes, Al. I'm ready to be your wife. I love you so much and I'm so grateful you came into our lives. You are the most amazing person I've ever met. You have this beautiful and expansive soul that I don't think I'll ever have completely figured out. I spend every moment with you and I could keep doing it until the end of time and still never get bored or have too much of you. I want to be joined with you for eternity if that's even a thing."

"I love you to the end of the universe and I'm so grateful you and Geo came into my life," Alex kissed me as Nicky admonished us by telling us, "You aren't supposed to kiss yet, you two crazy lovebirds." Lorna playfully swatted her arm and told her "Let them kiss you monster." "I'll kiss her whenever I damn well please," Alex whispered just loud enough for me and our crazy-haired friend, who had at least attempted to use a hairbrush for the occasion, but not loud enough for our families to hear before smiling warmly at the officiant, "We're ready."

"It is my honor to preside over the marriage of these two women before their family, friends and the sweet little boy they have chosen to raise together. The best part of my job is when I get to marry a loving lesbian or gay couple. At first, these weddings were clandestine affairs in friend's backyards and living rooms but today I get to marry these couples out in the open across the City and have it mean something outside of the private spaces of our community. Society tried to tell us who and how to love but we resisted. And we took our resistance all the way to the Supreme Court and we said our love is both different and the same and our partners deserve the same rights and protections as anyone else. Our families deserve the stability that is only granted with legally recognized marriage. At these ceremonies, I like to read from Justice Kennedy's opinion in the case that won same-sex marriage, "No union is more profound than marriage, for it embodies the highest ideals of love, fidelity, devotion, sacrifice, and family. In forming a marital union, two people become something greater than once they were. As some of the petitioners in these cases demonstrate, marriage embodies a love that may endure even past death. It would misunderstand these men and women to say they disrespect the idea of marriage. Their plea is that they do respect its fulfillment for themselves. Their hope is not to be condemned to live in loneliness, excluded from one of civilization's oldest institutions. They ask for equal dignity in the eyes of the law. The Constitution grants them that right. And so here we are on a snowy February afternoon to join Alex Pearl Vause and Piper Elizabeth Chapman into one unit, to create stability for each other and their children, to enable them to go through life proudly declaring the ultimate commitment between two souls. Alex and Piper have written their own vows, which they will now recite to each other. Which one of you ladies would like to say your vows first?"

I looked at Alex and could tell she was close to falling into a puddle of tears and I knew she needed to hear me tell her how much I loved her and to know that I was hers before she could allow herself to show her vulnerability, "I will. I never intended to fall in love with you. I was looking to change my life and live my truth but I knew I couldn't do it alone. I got your name and was told you were the best lesbian therapist in New York, she conveniently forgot the middle word in that phrase but I'm glad she did. If she hadn't, I wouldn't have found you or at least not when I did and I'm glad I didn't wait another minute to find you. The first time I kissed you I knew I would never be able to let you go. That I wanted to kiss your lips forever. That I wanted to know everything about you, that I wanted to know your body and mind as well as I know my own. I knew it meant facing down my every fear but you were by my side for every step along the way. You've dried my tears, held me tightly in your warm, safe arms, you've laughed with me. We've danced, we've made love, we've shared our lives, families, and friends. You've become a mother to my son, I used to think nobody could ever accept that I was a package deal. But that was never an issue for you and he fell for you just as quickly as I did. Becoming a family of three wasn't easy, moving into your house sometimes felt like a mistake when Geo would get angry and I was sure you'd say you had enough so many times and throw us out. You didn't have to stay through the normal toddler temper tantrums on top of the situational ones. But we got through it and I can't imagine sharing my life or son with anyone else or being crazy enough to carry another baby knowing exactly what labor and caring for a newborn involves. I will love you forever. I will walk this road with you for as long as we can. I will care for and cherish you all the days of my life. I will be your partner and cheerleader in all things. I will be the first to run to your side. I will care for your heart as you have cared for mine."

"Alex," the justice started.

"Pipes, where do I start. You know I'm not good at these things. I don't expose my heart or show my cards. Not often, not ever. But for you, here goes nothing. You came into my life and brought color to my lifeless world. Being with you is seeing the world in technicolor. I used to live for the darkness and quiet and then my feelings for you snuck up on me. Before I knew it, I was falling for a girl I had never met. And I knew you were the one thing that could get me in more trouble than I'd ever been in. But no matter how hard I tried to fight the feelings that were bubbling up, I couldn't. You made me smile and you didn't make me feel weak for crying or showing my vulnerability. You didn't make me feel like less than for revealing my deepest secrets. You let me be the woman I am. I could come home and be Alex Vause. I wasn't famous or infamous. You never cared about my celebrity reputation or my wealth or where I worked. You wanted more than the special access I reserved for a few or if I'm being truthful never gave anyone till you. You just wanted to cuddle, watch a movie and drink wine after the kiddo was in bed. You wanted someone to help you shoulder the load, who had the time to give you both the attention and affection you both longed for. I will love you until the end of time. You are my heart and soul. You have become the center of my universe and I don't know what I would do or where I would be if I hadn't found you. You are my everything. I will cherish and care for you through whatever life has in store for us. I have a reason to work hard and a reason to come home at the end of a crazy workday instead of going out trolling the bars. I adore you so much and I love the life we're building together."

"Do you have rings," the officiant asked.

"Momma gived me them," Geo interrupted.

"Well, little man, do you want to hand them to me, so your mommies can place them in each other's fingers," she asked our son, leaning down to his eye level with that look adults gave children when they wanted to make them feel safe.

"You pomise not to dop them in snow," he asked in a worried tone as he held the rings tight, "My Momma tusted me with them! And I love my Momma very much," he stopped and whispered in her ear, "more than Mommy but don't tell," but of course toddlers were notoriously bad with secrets. I smiled because that's what I wanted from the moment at the pizza class when I introduced the two loves of my life. Of course, now that number was way more than two. I rubbed my belly as our daughters reminded me of that and hoped they would be the first of many that added to the special souls I would count as my greatest loves.

"Yes, sweetie," the officiant answered as Geo handed her the two platinum bands. She asked who wanted to do the rings first and Alex replied, "me."

She told Alex to repeat after her and I focused on my wife's words, "Piper, take this ring as a symbol of my love and devotion to you. As a promise of fidelity and that I will work hard to give you everything you need and make your every dream come true," I felt her slide the ring onto my finger and then lift my hand to her red lips and kiss my ring.

Then it was my turn to repeat the words I'd written after the justice, "Alex, take this ring as a symbol of my love and devotion to you. As a promise to stay by your side through the good and bad, to work beside you in all areas of your life and support you as your wife. To enjoy the gifts of our love, fruits of our labor and hold you through the setbacks and trials."

"Now by the duty granted to me by the State and City of New York, I pronounce you spouses for life, lawfully wedded wives. You may now kiss your bride," the justice declared as everyone cheered and people stopped to look on as we sealed our marriage vows with a passionate kiss. I had never felt more bliss than the moment I officially was not just somebody's wife or even married to the love of my life but married to a woman while I felt her babies already getting the first dance of our marriage.

After filling out the rest of our license and taking pictures, we joined our family and friends at a fancy chophouse. As our wedding cake Alex had special ordered came, she told me, "So I have one more surprise. We are headed to Los Angeles for the night in two hours and in the morning, we're flying to Hawaii for four days. Mel and Diane are staying at the apartment and taking care of Geo and the house."

"But I haven't packed."

"Already taken care of. And I got you a sexy bikini. You should see what I bought myself. I can't marry you and not take you on a honeymoon. I'd rather somewhere like French Polynesia or Cambodia or Bali but you're probably in no condition for that flight and it seems too risky. But our next big trip I'm taking you to the Pacific Islands and Southeast Asia. You would love Thailand and Nepal. And probably make me try crazy things at Vietnamese street markets that I'm not gutsy enough to try without being dared to do so by a certain doe-eyed blonde. I must really have it bad for you, I'll even eat a bug to prove my love for you and that there is nothing I wouldn't do for you."

"Well, I guess if you insist," I teased as I placed my hand on hers and kissed her. Our adventures and all we had to show each other had only just begun.