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The song, "Field of Flowers," is by Sixpence None the Richer and is not mine.

Chapter 11: Field of Flowers

"Let me, let me know what makes you happy
And I'll do it over, over and over again.
Let me know just how you love me
And we'll spin around again in this field of flowers we're in."

One week later, the transition begins:
"Help me would ya Amy?" Jeff pleaded, as he fussed with his bow-tie, "I can't get this thing straight."
Grinning, Amy shook her head. She walked over to Jeff and undid his sloppy job. Re-tying it neatly, Amy asked with a smile as she looked up at Jeff, "How many times have you re-done this thing?"
"Oh, I don't know - maybe 4 times," he replied dryly. Amy laughed, stopping, as she felt suddenly light - headed.
"You okay?" Jeff asked in concern, taking hold of her arm.
"Yeah I'm fine, just part of being pregnant I guess," Amy responded ruefully.
"Did the doctor tell you the sex of the baby?" Jeff asked.
"No, it's too early to really tell, plus Matt and I aren't sure we want to know, not yet anyway," Amy replied, grinning wryly.
"So, are you ready to meet your soon-to-be bride?" she asked with a smile.
"Totally, but I'm a little nervous," Jeff admitted.
"That's normal," Amy replied.
"Oh really," Matt said, walking towards them, "does that mean you had a case of cold feet Red," he asked with a smile.
"Of course not," Amy replied, grinning cheekily.
"Liar." Turning to Jeff, Matt said, "A week into our marriage Amy confided to me that she had a slight case of cold feet."
"Good, it's a normal thing then."
"Yeah, as long as you don't leave her at the altar," Matt replied dryly, giving Jeff a wink.
"Shall we?" Matt asked, extending his arm out to Amy.
"Yes let's."
"We'll follow you there," Matt said to Jeff. Nodding, Jeff walked out of the church and hopped into his corvette.
For one of the few times in his life, Jeff arrived on time, early even. Which was a good thing, since he was supposed to be there before Nora.
Hurriedly, Nora stepped into Erin's S.U.V., with a little help from Monica.
"I know I'm supposed to arrive after Jeff, but I need to get there on time too!" she exclaimed frantically.
"I know, I'll go as fast as I safely can Nora," Erin responded tightly, as Monica climbed into the front seat beside him. "Everyone seat-belted?"
Struggling to snap the seat belt around her waist, Nora finally achieved success, "Got it." Monica snapped hers into place as Erin tore out of the church parking lot.
Three-fourths of the way there, Nora stared at the clock radio in front of her. "Oh, no! I know Jeff is supposed to be there earlier than me but I'm going to be late!"
Nervously, Jeff looked at his watch, "I wonder where she is man?" he asked questioningly, turning to look at Matt and Spike. Matt and Spike shrugged helplessly.
Spike clapped a hand on Jeff's shoulder, "I'm sure she won't leave you at the altar - although, Nora is quite well known for dumping.."
Matt cut him off with a sharp look.
"Oh, well, never mind."
"Look, there she is!" Matt exclaimed, pointing.
"I'm here!" Nora gasped, nearly tripping over her dress as it skimmed across the ground.
Jeff moved forward quickly. Catching her in his arms, a slight smile on his face, he leaned down and whispered, "You're late, late, to a very important date."

"I wish to quote from Whitman now
To show the way I feel, I feel about you
Oh about you
Because it's a "subtle electric fire" you light in me
Every time I see you
So let's dance again in this field of flowers we're in."

Placing a hand on his arm, Nora stopped Jeff for just a moment, "If you'll excuse me for one second." He looked after her in wonderment as she stepped over to Spike. "Spike, thank you for agreeing to be in the wedding. I'm proud to call you my friend," Nora said in earnest, giving him a big hug.
"There was no way I could have turned you down," he replied, tears in his eyes.
As Spike watched Nora reach for Jeff's hand as they reached the pastor, he couldn't help but feel the familiar gut twisting ache that spread through his very soul as he watched the woman he was still in love with, marry one of his best friends.
Nora looked at Pastor Smith gratefully, "Thank you for agreeing to marry us."
"Honey, I've married your close friends and just recently, your soon-to-be sister-in-law, so marrying the two of you is an honor. But, the best way to show me your gratitude is to make your marriage work. Marriage is one of the toughest challenges man has ever had to face, but if you marry the right one, it's all worth it," he said with sincerity.
"Now, let us join you two together before God," Pastor Smith said with a smile. Standing beneath the white trellis interwoven with brightly colored flowers, Nora and Jeff pledged their love and themselves to one another.

"Anywhere I would be with you
No matter where, but for now we're here
So let's spin around again in this field of flowers we're in."

After the ceremony, everyone walked over to the buffet table, covered with a lace tablecloth that Nora's mother had made as a wedding gift to the couple.
Chris was proudly getting as many people on video as he could, bringing back fond memories in the process. "This reminds me of our wedding honey."
"Yes it does," Jessica recalled, smiling fondly.
"Speaking of married couples, here is one of the newest couples to our group," Jericho smiled, knowing how embarrassing this was to Melanie, Chris, Amy and Matt. "The camera loves you dahling," Chris exaggerated, grinning widely, "So, do you have anything you want to say to the camera?"
"Yes," Amy said grinning at Matt, who winked back.
Amy opened her mouth to speak but Melanie quietly spoke up, "Actually, so do I." Both women spoke up at the same time, "I'm pregnant."
"What?!" the Chris's exclaimed simultaneously, gawking at Melanie and Amy.
"No way!" Matt exclaimed, giving Melanie a hug, "That's great Mel!" he replied giving her a big hug.
"You knew about this didn't you Matthew Moore Hardy!" the Ayatolla of Rock-n-Rolla," accused.
"What do you think?" Matt replied with a sly smile.
"That's great, lot's of little Junior Boo's lying around!" Chris exclaimed, enveloping Amy in a hug.
"Excuse me, Junior Boos?" Matt questioned, folding his arms across his chest, "You mean Matty poos," he corrected.
"Yeah whatever, Matty poos is too wimpy," Jeff spoke up from behind him, giving Amy a hug as well. "You mean lil Jeffy's running around."
"Enough!" Amy said with a laugh.
"Congratulations Amy," Nora said, giving her a hug. Eyeing both women with mischievous blue eyes, Nora asked, "So, is it one or two?"
"Actually.." Melanie started to say.
Amy's eyes nearly popped out of her head at Nora's honesty. Shaking her head, Amy replied, "One, we think. My gosh, Jeff sure has changed you," Amy said in awe.
"I tend to have that effect on people," Jeff stated seriously, yet with a look of innocence on his face. Grinning happily, he wrapped an arm around Nora's shoulders.
"You know what, fine!" Melanie exclaimed in a sudden outburst. Everyone stopped talking, in surprise and uncertainty.
"Excuse me a second guys," Chris responded hurriedly. "Honey, what's wrong?" he asked, hurrying to catch up with her angry strides.
"What's wrong, what's wrong?! I may as well not even exist! They totally ignored me back there!" she cried, throwing her hands up in the air.
"That's not true," Chris argued. Shooting him a look, Melanie placed her hands on her hips. "Okay, well maybe it is, but they hadn't meant to."
Melanie sighed, "I know. I just, I'm frustrated."
"About what?" Chris asked, unsure if he was more concerned or curious.
"It's been almost a whole month since I have seen you, I tried to call and tell you but, you were traveling around so much, my timing was always wrong." Tears started to come to her eyes.
Brushing the tears from her cheeks, Chris asked worriedly, "What is it, what's wrong?"
"I'm pregnant with twins," she hiccuped.
Chris's eyes widened, "Tw, twins?!"
Wiping the tears from her eyes, she asked, "Is, is that okay?" Looking like a lost, vulnerable child, her blue-green eyes filled with tears, Chris wrapped his arms around her comfortingly, "No, twins sounds good." Mel relaxed in his arms, upon hearing the smile in his voice.
A timid voice spoke up behind them, "Melanie, are you alright?" Nora asked hesitantly.
"Fine, I'm just fine," Melanie replied, a big smile on her face, as Chris released her.
"I'm glad," Nora replied warmly, "and congratulations on the bundles of joy on the way," Nora finished with a smile.
"How did she.." Melanie asked in astonishment.
Chris just shook his head and grinned, "Don't ask, that girl has ears like a lynx - some of the time."
Nora gracefully picked her way through the crowd, searching for a certain young woman, "Oh Nidia, there you are.." Smiling brightly, Nora came up to Spike, "Nidia, this is Spike."
"Hi Spike, Nora has told me a lot about you," Nidia said with a smile, as she reached out to shake his hand.
"I'm sure she has," Spike replied warily, as he reached out to take Nidia's hand.
As she watched Spike and Nidia strike up a conversation, Nora thought to herself with satisfaction, *well, my work here is done.* With that, she walked off, dusting imaginary dust off her hands. Out of the corner of his eye, as he watched her walk away, Spike thought to himself, *you aren't getting rid of me that easily.*

30 minutes or so later:
Laughing, Jeff stuffed Nora into his corvette, making sure the white, velvet folds of her dress were safely inside the car.
"Bye everyone!" the newlywed couple announced. Hopping into the driver's seat, Jeff brought the engine to life and roared off down the street, allowing all guests to view the rainbow colored, "Just Married," banner attached to the back of Jeff's vehicle, as well as the brightly colored streamers stemming back from the spoiler.

Several hours later, in a different time zone:
Stepping out of the cab, an exhausted Nora and Jeff trudged up the front steps of the hotel.
"I'm so tired," Nora exclaimed, yawning sleepily.
"I know," Jeff replied as the bellhop obligingly took their luggage.
Nora and Jeff followed the young man to their honeymoon suite. The bellhop unlocked the door, took in the luggage and opened the French doors leading out to the patio. "The view is lovely."
"Oh," Nora breathed, "it is beautiful!" Both her and Jeff marveled at the orange, gold and pink hues of the setting sun on the white, sandy stretch of Hawaiian beach.
Jeff stuffed a wad of bills into the bellhop's hand, who smiled broadly, showing his even, white teeth. "Thank you."
Jeff smiled, "No problem." Stepping up behind her, Jeff rested his chin on Nora's shoulder and wrapped his arms around her velvet clad waist. "I can think of a vision that is lovelier," Jeff whispered in her ear. Nora giggled and her cheeks blushed to a rosy pink. Picking her up, Jeff carried her back outside into the hallway.
Laughing, Nora asked in surprise, "What are you doing?"
"Carrying you across the threshold of course!" Jeff stated.
"But, I'm not even in my wedding dress!" Nora cried.
Jeff shrugged his shoulders, "So, it doesn't matter. Besides, you know I never do anything in an orthodox fashion," he said with a grin. Crossing with long strides, over the threshold, Jeff unceremoniously dumped Nora onto the bed. Giggling as Jeff smothered her face with kisses, Nora pressed her palms to his cheeks and captured his lips with hers. Wrapping his arms around her, Jeff tightened her to him.
Smiling to himself, the Bellhop made sure to place the 'Do not disturb,' sign on the door. "Ah, welcome to the Aloha state."