~1 year later~
It was a warm summer evening in Florida, the end to a perfect day. And the Irvine family was taking full advantage of it. Jericho was busy trying to figure out their new barbeque while his two daughters splashed around in the pool having a good time. He smiled at their antics.
He looked over to his wife, Stephanie, who was busy occupying their now three-year-old son. They were currently sitting on the patio finger painting, and generally making a mess of things. Jericho laughed at them and Stephanie looked up and smiled at him. He smiled back, and thanked God that she had walked back into his life a year ago.
~1 year earlier~
Stephanie sighed in content as she laid her head down on Jericho's bare chest. She felt like staying in his embrace forever, laying with him forever. Her world was finally perfect again, and this time it was eternally.
Jericho stroked her hair, as he thought about the events that had just transpired. She had actually come back to him. He never thought in a million years, that on the day which he had at first thought would be the worst day of his life, would suddenly turn into one of the best days of his life. He thought he would have to suffer thinking Stephanie was getting married, but instead she was here in his arms. A crazy thought passed through his mind.
"Steph?" Jericho asked, looking down at her.
"Yeah," she said turning her head up towards his so she could see his face.
"Let's get married."
"What? Like right now?" Stephanie inquired confused.
"Yeah, right now, let's get re-married."
"B-but, where are we going to get married, and what about our families, and the kids?"
"Let's go to Vegas, and just get married in one of those little chapels, we don't need our families, they've already seen us get married once, and the kids don't really have to be there," Jericho said, his eyes sparkling with excitement.
"Chris, don't you think that maybe we should wait though, I mean we just got back together," Stephanie said with uncertainty.
"Stephy, I love you, I hope you love me too."
"I do love you Chris, but I don't want you to regret anything, and what if we do get married, and you realize you made a mistake taking me back, and you get scared that I'll leave you again?"
"That's a risk I'm just going to have to take," Jericho said kissing the top of her head, "And besides, I'll never regret being with you, that's just not possible."
"So you really wanna do this?" Stephanie said searching his eyes for his answer.
"I really do," Jericho said seriously, "Can't you be impulsive for once in your life," he said laughing.
"Hey, I left my wedding to come be with you, if that's not impulsive, I don't know what is."
"Yeah, I guess you're right, so what's the verdict?"
"Well, if you really want to, I'm sorry, but my answer is...yes," she replied with a satisfied smirk.
Jericho's eye lit up, and he gathered her up in his arms, and kissed her with all his might. She returned it every bit as sincerely. They got out of bed, and put their clothes back on.
"Chris, I don't have anything with me, except what I have on," Stephanie said pouting.
"Don't worry, we'll get you clothes in Vegas, let me just get packed, ok?"
"Ok. And Chris?"
"Yeah," he said looking at her.
"Can we not get married at the Little White Chapel?" (A/N: Where HHH & Steph got "married")
"Sure," Jericho said laughing, knowing exactly why she didn't want to go there.
-Several Hours Later in Vegas-
"By the power vested in me by the state of Nevada, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss your bride."
Jericho leaned in and kissed Stephanie, and they pulled away with big grins on their faces. They were finally starting their new lives together, and they knew their entire future lie ahead of them, and they would once again be sharing it together.
~Back to the present~
Stephanie remembered that day, and all the days that had followed after that. Their families had been surprised that they had gotten back together, but more shocked by their announcement of marriage. In the end though they were happy for them, and admitted to Chris and her that they always thought the two of them had been a better match.
The kids had of course been ecstatic by the news that Daddy would be living with them again. With the exception of Gwynn, they hadn't understood what divorced meant anyway, just knew that Daddy was living somewhere else. Stephanie and the kids had moved back to Florida, and to the house the kids knew best.
Their friends had been pretty much stunned by the news, with the exception of Kurt. They tried to avoid Kurt as much as possible, seeing as how whenever he saw them he would bring up the fact that he knew all along they would get back together. They both liked Kurt a lot, but after a while, they didn't need to hear how right he was. Sometimes, even now, a year later, Kurt would bring up how right he had been.
Oh, and Brad, well, she saw him once after the aborted wedding, and that was only to give him her engagement ring back. She didn't really care what happened to him, not that she was trying to be mean, but she really couldn't bring it to herself to care, not once she made her decision to leave her wedding behind and go back to Chris.
They were so happy now, and she couldn't ever remember a time where she was happier. She finally had her family back, and she knew this time it was for keeps. It hadn't been awkward at all when they got back together. It was like no time had passed, no divorce had been had. Her only regret was that she had divorced him in the first place, but she was over that now, and knew that she couldn't change the past, just look to the future.
While Chris Jr. was busy finger painting, Stephanie wiped her hands, lifted herself out of her chair, and walked over to Jericho. He was still trying to figure out the new barbeque they had just bought, every so often looking at his daughters, making sure they were staying out of trouble. She wrapped her arm around his, and put her head on his shoulder.
"Have you figured that thing out yet?" Stephanie said, looking from the grill to him.
"Um, yeah I think so, it's just all these new found gadgets today, have to figure them all out."
"Well good luck."
"Daddy, Mommy watch!" their daughter Gwynn called out, before doing a cannonball into the pool.
"Wow, that was really great Gwynn," Jericho said to his daughter.
"Yeah, I'm impressed," Stephanie, added. She looked back at Jericho and laughed.
"So are you going to cook anything or what?" Stephanie asked.
"Whoa, aren't we a little impatient," Jericho said with a knowing smirk.
"Hey, I am eating for two here," Stephanie said sardonically.
"How could I forget?" Jericho said looking at her bulging stomach, bulging because she was seven months pregnant with their fourth child.
Stephanie put a hand on her pronounced middle and laughed at him, as he leaned in to kiss her. Suddenly, as she was mid-kiss, she felt a tugging on her pants, and she looked down at her son who was showing off his newest finger painting proudly.
"Mama, for you," he said, then smiled his little smile, which looked entirely too much like his father's.
"It's beautiful Chrissy, I love it," Stephanie said with a smile.
"Why don't you tell us about it," Jericho told his son.
"It me, Mama, you, Gwynny, and Rory," he said pointing to a different figure each time he said a name.
Stephanie got a tear in her eye, as he explained the picture to them. She felt Chris's arm wrap around her waist, and she leaned against him. They both didn't know why they deserved such happiness, but they didn't question it. They simply thanked whoever was in charge for what they had, and smiled.
THE END
A/N: Now didn't that give you a warm, fuzzy feeling inside? Well, it did to me, so I hope it did to you. It was totally sappy, but hey, any happy ending is a good ending. And be sure to be on the look out for the prequel I'm planning to write for this. :)
It was a warm summer evening in Florida, the end to a perfect day. And the Irvine family was taking full advantage of it. Jericho was busy trying to figure out their new barbeque while his two daughters splashed around in the pool having a good time. He smiled at their antics.
He looked over to his wife, Stephanie, who was busy occupying their now three-year-old son. They were currently sitting on the patio finger painting, and generally making a mess of things. Jericho laughed at them and Stephanie looked up and smiled at him. He smiled back, and thanked God that she had walked back into his life a year ago.
~1 year earlier~
Stephanie sighed in content as she laid her head down on Jericho's bare chest. She felt like staying in his embrace forever, laying with him forever. Her world was finally perfect again, and this time it was eternally.
Jericho stroked her hair, as he thought about the events that had just transpired. She had actually come back to him. He never thought in a million years, that on the day which he had at first thought would be the worst day of his life, would suddenly turn into one of the best days of his life. He thought he would have to suffer thinking Stephanie was getting married, but instead she was here in his arms. A crazy thought passed through his mind.
"Steph?" Jericho asked, looking down at her.
"Yeah," she said turning her head up towards his so she could see his face.
"Let's get married."
"What? Like right now?" Stephanie inquired confused.
"Yeah, right now, let's get re-married."
"B-but, where are we going to get married, and what about our families, and the kids?"
"Let's go to Vegas, and just get married in one of those little chapels, we don't need our families, they've already seen us get married once, and the kids don't really have to be there," Jericho said, his eyes sparkling with excitement.
"Chris, don't you think that maybe we should wait though, I mean we just got back together," Stephanie said with uncertainty.
"Stephy, I love you, I hope you love me too."
"I do love you Chris, but I don't want you to regret anything, and what if we do get married, and you realize you made a mistake taking me back, and you get scared that I'll leave you again?"
"That's a risk I'm just going to have to take," Jericho said kissing the top of her head, "And besides, I'll never regret being with you, that's just not possible."
"So you really wanna do this?" Stephanie said searching his eyes for his answer.
"I really do," Jericho said seriously, "Can't you be impulsive for once in your life," he said laughing.
"Hey, I left my wedding to come be with you, if that's not impulsive, I don't know what is."
"Yeah, I guess you're right, so what's the verdict?"
"Well, if you really want to, I'm sorry, but my answer is...yes," she replied with a satisfied smirk.
Jericho's eye lit up, and he gathered her up in his arms, and kissed her with all his might. She returned it every bit as sincerely. They got out of bed, and put their clothes back on.
"Chris, I don't have anything with me, except what I have on," Stephanie said pouting.
"Don't worry, we'll get you clothes in Vegas, let me just get packed, ok?"
"Ok. And Chris?"
"Yeah," he said looking at her.
"Can we not get married at the Little White Chapel?" (A/N: Where HHH & Steph got "married")
"Sure," Jericho said laughing, knowing exactly why she didn't want to go there.
-Several Hours Later in Vegas-
"By the power vested in me by the state of Nevada, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss your bride."
Jericho leaned in and kissed Stephanie, and they pulled away with big grins on their faces. They were finally starting their new lives together, and they knew their entire future lie ahead of them, and they would once again be sharing it together.
~Back to the present~
Stephanie remembered that day, and all the days that had followed after that. Their families had been surprised that they had gotten back together, but more shocked by their announcement of marriage. In the end though they were happy for them, and admitted to Chris and her that they always thought the two of them had been a better match.
The kids had of course been ecstatic by the news that Daddy would be living with them again. With the exception of Gwynn, they hadn't understood what divorced meant anyway, just knew that Daddy was living somewhere else. Stephanie and the kids had moved back to Florida, and to the house the kids knew best.
Their friends had been pretty much stunned by the news, with the exception of Kurt. They tried to avoid Kurt as much as possible, seeing as how whenever he saw them he would bring up the fact that he knew all along they would get back together. They both liked Kurt a lot, but after a while, they didn't need to hear how right he was. Sometimes, even now, a year later, Kurt would bring up how right he had been.
Oh, and Brad, well, she saw him once after the aborted wedding, and that was only to give him her engagement ring back. She didn't really care what happened to him, not that she was trying to be mean, but she really couldn't bring it to herself to care, not once she made her decision to leave her wedding behind and go back to Chris.
They were so happy now, and she couldn't ever remember a time where she was happier. She finally had her family back, and she knew this time it was for keeps. It hadn't been awkward at all when they got back together. It was like no time had passed, no divorce had been had. Her only regret was that she had divorced him in the first place, but she was over that now, and knew that she couldn't change the past, just look to the future.
While Chris Jr. was busy finger painting, Stephanie wiped her hands, lifted herself out of her chair, and walked over to Jericho. He was still trying to figure out the new barbeque they had just bought, every so often looking at his daughters, making sure they were staying out of trouble. She wrapped her arm around his, and put her head on his shoulder.
"Have you figured that thing out yet?" Stephanie said, looking from the grill to him.
"Um, yeah I think so, it's just all these new found gadgets today, have to figure them all out."
"Well good luck."
"Daddy, Mommy watch!" their daughter Gwynn called out, before doing a cannonball into the pool.
"Wow, that was really great Gwynn," Jericho said to his daughter.
"Yeah, I'm impressed," Stephanie, added. She looked back at Jericho and laughed.
"So are you going to cook anything or what?" Stephanie asked.
"Whoa, aren't we a little impatient," Jericho said with a knowing smirk.
"Hey, I am eating for two here," Stephanie said sardonically.
"How could I forget?" Jericho said looking at her bulging stomach, bulging because she was seven months pregnant with their fourth child.
Stephanie put a hand on her pronounced middle and laughed at him, as he leaned in to kiss her. Suddenly, as she was mid-kiss, she felt a tugging on her pants, and she looked down at her son who was showing off his newest finger painting proudly.
"Mama, for you," he said, then smiled his little smile, which looked entirely too much like his father's.
"It's beautiful Chrissy, I love it," Stephanie said with a smile.
"Why don't you tell us about it," Jericho told his son.
"It me, Mama, you, Gwynny, and Rory," he said pointing to a different figure each time he said a name.
Stephanie got a tear in her eye, as he explained the picture to them. She felt Chris's arm wrap around her waist, and she leaned against him. They both didn't know why they deserved such happiness, but they didn't question it. They simply thanked whoever was in charge for what they had, and smiled.
THE END
A/N: Now didn't that give you a warm, fuzzy feeling inside? Well, it did to me, so I hope it did to you. It was totally sappy, but hey, any happy ending is a good ending. And be sure to be on the look out for the prequel I'm planning to write for this. :)
