Thank you so so much to everyone who has read this, and an extra big thank you to those who have been reviewing! It really does mean a lot :)

I have a couple of solo stories in the works but funnily enough, I have a lot less time to write and post while working full time, so i' not sure when they'll be up. But look out for lots more collabs! :D x

Eddie would never get tired of watching Rachel watch the sea. There was something about her expression, the way her whole body relaxed, her whole countenance exuding peacefulness and contentedness. He stood for a long moment, gaze fixed on her but she turned without warning, smile growing over her lips when she caught sight of him stood behind her.

"Hi."

"Hi." He crossed the room, brushed a delicate kiss over her cheek. "Have I told you today that you look beautiful?"

Her cheeks went pink, even as her lips turned upwards even further. "Once or twice. It's still appreciated."

Eddie wrapped his arms around her and she leant back into his embrace, her dress swishing around their ankles with the movement. "So," he murmured. "No regrets?"

"None whatsoever." Their voices were soft, as if both were a little afraid to break the spell they seemed to be under, and Rachel tipped her head up to look at him. "How about you?"

"Only that it took us this long." He grinned, taking the bite out of his words. "I've waited a very long time to call you Mrs Lawson."

Her smile lit the room, her head resting back against his shoulder. "I like the sound of that."

"So do I." He lowered his mouth to meet hers, kissing her for perhaps the hundredth time that day, and yet each one had somehow been special. Though none more so that perhaps two hours before, when they'd kissed after saying their vows perhaps predictably, not far from the ocean that Rachel was currently so enraptured by. And now they were stood in the same little cottage they'd visited a few months before, with the same pictures on the walls and Rachel had to admit that she'd been sorely tempted to bring the little duck statue with her.

Eddie leant his forehead against her, felt the lace of her dress beneath his fingers. "Are you happy?"

She smiled. "Of course I am. Are you?"

"More than I've ever been."

Rachel leant into him, acutely aware of the unusual weight of two rings on her fingers, of the dress she was wearing. Melissa had helped lace her into it that morning- Eddie would have to help her out of it. Michael was staying down the road with Eddie's parents, he'd passed out on his grandfather's shoulder after sneaking three slices of cake while Philip had taken great pride in the small roles Rachel had asked him to take on throughout the day. He'd finished school now, had confided in her that he hadn't put quite as much effort into his exams as he should have. She'd promised to be there on results day, to help him figure out his options. It wouldn't just be him either, there were dozens of kids she would be saying goodbye to for the final time in August.

"Rachel?" Eddie's voice broke her from her reverie, and she smiled at him, a tad sheepishly.

"Sorry."

He brushed a kiss over her temple. "What were you thinking about?"

He was looking at her so affectionately, nothing but mild curiosity in his gaze and she couldn't stop herself from rising up, pressing a kiss to his cheek. "The future," she murmured, and felt his arms tighten around her. Their future, she corrected herself mentally, and smiled.

Finis