We've Got A Lot Of Catching Up To Do ~ Chapter Eight

We broke the news to our family and friends and on Monday morning, Shawn, the kids and I were headed to Pigeon Forge, Tennessee to elope. Shawn had called in a last minute favor from one of his friends and we were to get married on Tuesday.

Tuesday Morning...

"Chelsey, come over here and let Mommy fix your hair," I said, sitting on the bed. I had already gotten ready and knew that it would be best if I waited until the last possible minute to dress Chelsey and Chris. She had wanted to get all dressed up, and she had managed to sleep with curlers in her hair last night. I took out the curlers and put her hair up into a barrette. I had helped her pick out a cute pink dress and she was excited about the whole thing.

"Sissy pretty," Chris said as Chelsey twirled around the room.

"Okay, guys, are you ready to go meet Daddy?" I asked as I stood up and tucked Chris's shirt back into his pants.

Twenty minutes later...

The music began playing and Chelsey and Chris walked down the aisle. I had wanted them to be involved in the wedding, so they were the flower girl and ring bearer. Once they had walked down the aisle, I started making my way towards Shawn. He had on a dress suit, and I wore a light pink dress.

"Do you, Shawn Brady, take Isabella Black to be your wife?" the official asked.

"I do," Shawn answered, smiling at me.

"Do you Isabella Black, take Shawn Brady to be your husband?"

"I do," I replied smiling back at Shawn.

"I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride."

"Ew!" Chelsey said as Shawn and I kissed. She was still in the stage where she thought that boys had cooties.

"Thanks, Michael," Shawn said turning to look at the official.

"No problem. I see you guys later. Now go celebrate," Michael said waving us off.

We laughed and Shawn picked up Chris and I took Chelsey's hand and we left the chapel.

Eight Months Later....

"Shawn, I've got to pick Mark up at the airport at three today, so if you don't mind will you pick the kids up," I said as I walked into the living room.

"You know, I can go pick up Mark," Shawn said. I could tell that he was still annoyed at the fact that Mark was coming.

"That's nonsense, you have to work," I said smiling at him. "He knows you and I are married, he's just coming to see Chelsey. She hasn't seen him in almost two years, I think she deserves to see him."

"Okay, but if you change your mind, just call me and I'll take a break and go pick him up."

"That's all right," I smiled at him. "I'm gonna take Chelsey to school. I should be back in an hour. I have a few errands to run. I'll see you when I get back," I said, bending down to kiss his cheek. "Chelsey, come on it's time for school," I called.

"I'm here," Chelsey said, walking down the hallway. "Bye, Daddy Shawn!" she smiled waving to him. She had started calling him that when her brother had started calling him Daddy.

"Bye, sweetie," Shawn said waving back.

Chelsey had no idea that Mark was coming to see her. It was sort of a birthday surprise for her.

2:30 that afternoon...

I put Chris in the carseat and drove to Brady and Mimi's house. Mimi had agreed to watch Chris while I went and picked up Mark.

I walked into the airport and stood looking out the window while I waited on Mark to arrive.

"Hey," a man's voice said from behind me.

"Hi, Mark," I said, slowly turning around to reveal my eight month pregnant stomach.

"Wow," he said, staring at my stomach. "Is it a boy or a girl?"

"Well, actually it's a boy," I said placing one hand on one side of my stomach. "And a girl," I said placing the other hand on the other side.

"It looks like we've got a lot of catching up to do."

THE END

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