A/N: Once again, thank you for all the reviews, I actually extended the
story because of them. :)
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"Hey Kurt, you wanna be my best man?"
"Why am I getting a feeling of déjà vu?" Kurt asked, laughing.
"Maybe because you've already been my best man."
"So I gotta come up with a whole other speech," Kurt whined.
"Oh come on, you practically have it written. Look at all the material that you have. We all thought Stephanie died, I was heartbroken, left alone to raise our child. Two years later, I visit her supposed gravesite, only to find my wife isn't as dead as she seems. She has no memory, but I convince her we're married. We part ways, only to have her come back to me. We fall in love all over again, despite her loss of memory and we're getting married again."
"Well, that is a pretty good story."
"Pretty good?" Chris snorted, "Come on Angle, it's practically a soap opera."
"Yeah, you're right."
"So, will you be my best man again?"
"Sure man, I'd be honored."
"I know, that's what you said last time."
"Always the best man, never the groom," Kurt pouted.
Stephanie walked into the room and saw the two of them talking. She walked over to Chris and kissed his cheek. Chris wrapped an arm loosely around her shoulders. It felt so right to be with her again.
"Wow, this is a picture I never thought I'd see," Kurt said.
"What do you mean?" Stephanie asked, cocking her head slightly in confusion.
"Just you two I guess. I still find it a little hard to believe you're still alive Steph. I mean, you were gone for such a long time."
"Well, how do you think that I feel?" Jericho said.
"Like your on top of the world?" Kurt suggested.
Jericho kissed Stephanie's temple, "Yeah, pretty much."
"I'm the one without a memory, it's the weirdest for me. I hardly remember any of you."
"I'm so deeply hurt that you could possibly forget me," Kurt said, mock indignantly.
"Wait, I think that sometimes I get these memories of an idiot, that wouldn't happen to be you would it Kurt?" Stephanie joked.
"No, you're probably just thinking about Chris," Kurt countered.
"Hey!" Chris interjected, "I'm about to take back that best man invitation."
"Oh, Kurt's going to be your best man?"
"Yup. Just like the first time," Kurt said proudly.
"That's nice. I didn't have any bridesmaids or anything last time, from what I saw on the video. Why is that?"
"You wanted to be the center of attention," Chris answered her. Stephanie laughed quietly.
"Oh, that explains it. Should I have some this time?"
"If you want."
"Well, we're keeping it pretty simple right?" she asked.
"Yeah."
"Then I guess it can just be me."
"That's fine."
"I'm going to head out guys, I got a match coming up soon that I gotta get ready for."
"Ok, bye Kurt," Stephanie said.
"Yeah, bye man."
Kurt left and Chris pulled Stephanie closer to him. She smiled up at him, before he lowered his mouth to hers and kissed her deeply. She wrapped her arms around him and ran her hands along the back of his neck. Just then, Shane walked in with his daughter in one arm, and Regan holding his free hand.
"There are children in the room," Shane joked.
Chris and Stephanie broke apart guiltily, and both mumbled, "Sorry."
"I should hope so," Shane laughed.
Regan ran up to Chris and held her arms out, "Wanna be carried."
"Ok baby," Chris said, picking Regan up. She wrapped her arms around his neck and laid her head down on her shoulder.
"I got to howd Sam," Regan said giddily.
"You did?" Chris said, acting amazed.
"Uh huh. Unca Shane and Auntie Rissa let me howd her."
"Cause you're a big girl."
Regan smiled happily, "I your baby though, right Daddy?"
"Of course you're my baby," Chris said, kissing her cheek. Regan smiled widely.
"So how are the wedding plans going?" Shane asked.
"One month to go and counting," Stephanie said, "I think we're doing ok, right Chris?"
"Yeah, we got the place booked, I've got my tux, Stephanie has her dress ready, most everything is on schedule."
"My dress is pretty," Regan told them.
"Is it baby?" Chris asked, having not seen her in it.
"Yes, Mama say I look boowful."
"You did look beautiful," Stephanie told her.
"So Steph, have any more memories?" Shane asked.
"A few, not too many though," Stephanie said, somewhat morosely.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to bring it up," Shane apologized.
"It's ok, c'est la vie right?" she shrugged.
Shane's daughter started to cry, "I better get her back to Marissa, bye you guys."
Stephanie sat down on the couch and stared off into space. Chris noticed and sat down with Regan sitting his lap. He sat there silently for a few moments as Regan busied herself with some toys. Stephanie seemed to be on a different planet altogether.
"Steph, is everything ok?"
She turned to him, "Yeah, everything's fine."
"You sure? You seem distant."
"I was just thinking," she told him.
"About what?"
"It's nothing."
"Well, if it's nothing, it wouldn't be so bothersome, come on, tell me," he coaxed.
"I don't know, it's just sometimes, I feel so lost."
"How so?"
"It's hard to explain."
"Has someone been giving you a hard time?" he asked.
"No, nothing like that."
"Then what is it?"
"I feel like...everyone is in on this little secret, and I'm the only one who doesn't know it. Like, everyone knows my past, except me."
"Steph--"
"And it scares me," she kept talking, "It scares me how much I want to remember. It scares me that I am willing to do anything to get it back. I want it back Chris, I want it all back."
"I know you do sweetie, but it's not just going to come back. And you keep remembering stuff. One day, you'll wake up and there it will be. And then you'll divorce me when you remember me," he said laughing.
"I don't think I'd do that," she said.
"Yeah, you were willing to put up with me before."
"See, you talk about the past, and I'm so desperate to remember," Stephanie said, as tears started to fall.
"Steph, you have to be patient," Chris said, soothingly.
Regan looked up from her toys, "Mama, why cry?"
"I'm just a little sad baby," Stephanie said, wiping her eyes.
"Wanna hug?" Regan asked, innocently.
Stephanie smiled, "I would love one."
"Ok, sowwy Daddy, Mama want hug," Regan said, climbing off his lap.
"I think I'll be ok baby."
Regan made her way over to Stephanie, and stood up on the couch. She wrapped her little arms around Stephanie and hugged her tightly. Stephanie's smile widened as her little girl hugged her. She hugged her back just as tight.
"Better?" Regan asked as she pulled away.
"Much better, thank you sweetie."
"You're welcome," she said, then she climbed off the couch and played with some of her toys scattered around.
"You did such a wonderful job with her," Stephanie commented. Chris watched Regan for a moment.
"It was hard, but she's more than worth it."
"Yeah."
"Besides, only she could turn your darkest mood bright again. Trust me, I've been there."
"You have?"
"Stephanie, I lost you. I lost you, and I had nothing left except for her. Trust me, she's the reason I'm still on this Earth."
"I think I'd stick around the Earth for her too."
"I think you already did."
~
"Hey Kurt, you wanna be my best man?"
"Why am I getting a feeling of déjà vu?" Kurt asked, laughing.
"Maybe because you've already been my best man."
"So I gotta come up with a whole other speech," Kurt whined.
"Oh come on, you practically have it written. Look at all the material that you have. We all thought Stephanie died, I was heartbroken, left alone to raise our child. Two years later, I visit her supposed gravesite, only to find my wife isn't as dead as she seems. She has no memory, but I convince her we're married. We part ways, only to have her come back to me. We fall in love all over again, despite her loss of memory and we're getting married again."
"Well, that is a pretty good story."
"Pretty good?" Chris snorted, "Come on Angle, it's practically a soap opera."
"Yeah, you're right."
"So, will you be my best man again?"
"Sure man, I'd be honored."
"I know, that's what you said last time."
"Always the best man, never the groom," Kurt pouted.
Stephanie walked into the room and saw the two of them talking. She walked over to Chris and kissed his cheek. Chris wrapped an arm loosely around her shoulders. It felt so right to be with her again.
"Wow, this is a picture I never thought I'd see," Kurt said.
"What do you mean?" Stephanie asked, cocking her head slightly in confusion.
"Just you two I guess. I still find it a little hard to believe you're still alive Steph. I mean, you were gone for such a long time."
"Well, how do you think that I feel?" Jericho said.
"Like your on top of the world?" Kurt suggested.
Jericho kissed Stephanie's temple, "Yeah, pretty much."
"I'm the one without a memory, it's the weirdest for me. I hardly remember any of you."
"I'm so deeply hurt that you could possibly forget me," Kurt said, mock indignantly.
"Wait, I think that sometimes I get these memories of an idiot, that wouldn't happen to be you would it Kurt?" Stephanie joked.
"No, you're probably just thinking about Chris," Kurt countered.
"Hey!" Chris interjected, "I'm about to take back that best man invitation."
"Oh, Kurt's going to be your best man?"
"Yup. Just like the first time," Kurt said proudly.
"That's nice. I didn't have any bridesmaids or anything last time, from what I saw on the video. Why is that?"
"You wanted to be the center of attention," Chris answered her. Stephanie laughed quietly.
"Oh, that explains it. Should I have some this time?"
"If you want."
"Well, we're keeping it pretty simple right?" she asked.
"Yeah."
"Then I guess it can just be me."
"That's fine."
"I'm going to head out guys, I got a match coming up soon that I gotta get ready for."
"Ok, bye Kurt," Stephanie said.
"Yeah, bye man."
Kurt left and Chris pulled Stephanie closer to him. She smiled up at him, before he lowered his mouth to hers and kissed her deeply. She wrapped her arms around him and ran her hands along the back of his neck. Just then, Shane walked in with his daughter in one arm, and Regan holding his free hand.
"There are children in the room," Shane joked.
Chris and Stephanie broke apart guiltily, and both mumbled, "Sorry."
"I should hope so," Shane laughed.
Regan ran up to Chris and held her arms out, "Wanna be carried."
"Ok baby," Chris said, picking Regan up. She wrapped her arms around his neck and laid her head down on her shoulder.
"I got to howd Sam," Regan said giddily.
"You did?" Chris said, acting amazed.
"Uh huh. Unca Shane and Auntie Rissa let me howd her."
"Cause you're a big girl."
Regan smiled happily, "I your baby though, right Daddy?"
"Of course you're my baby," Chris said, kissing her cheek. Regan smiled widely.
"So how are the wedding plans going?" Shane asked.
"One month to go and counting," Stephanie said, "I think we're doing ok, right Chris?"
"Yeah, we got the place booked, I've got my tux, Stephanie has her dress ready, most everything is on schedule."
"My dress is pretty," Regan told them.
"Is it baby?" Chris asked, having not seen her in it.
"Yes, Mama say I look boowful."
"You did look beautiful," Stephanie told her.
"So Steph, have any more memories?" Shane asked.
"A few, not too many though," Stephanie said, somewhat morosely.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to bring it up," Shane apologized.
"It's ok, c'est la vie right?" she shrugged.
Shane's daughter started to cry, "I better get her back to Marissa, bye you guys."
Stephanie sat down on the couch and stared off into space. Chris noticed and sat down with Regan sitting his lap. He sat there silently for a few moments as Regan busied herself with some toys. Stephanie seemed to be on a different planet altogether.
"Steph, is everything ok?"
She turned to him, "Yeah, everything's fine."
"You sure? You seem distant."
"I was just thinking," she told him.
"About what?"
"It's nothing."
"Well, if it's nothing, it wouldn't be so bothersome, come on, tell me," he coaxed.
"I don't know, it's just sometimes, I feel so lost."
"How so?"
"It's hard to explain."
"Has someone been giving you a hard time?" he asked.
"No, nothing like that."
"Then what is it?"
"I feel like...everyone is in on this little secret, and I'm the only one who doesn't know it. Like, everyone knows my past, except me."
"Steph--"
"And it scares me," she kept talking, "It scares me how much I want to remember. It scares me that I am willing to do anything to get it back. I want it back Chris, I want it all back."
"I know you do sweetie, but it's not just going to come back. And you keep remembering stuff. One day, you'll wake up and there it will be. And then you'll divorce me when you remember me," he said laughing.
"I don't think I'd do that," she said.
"Yeah, you were willing to put up with me before."
"See, you talk about the past, and I'm so desperate to remember," Stephanie said, as tears started to fall.
"Steph, you have to be patient," Chris said, soothingly.
Regan looked up from her toys, "Mama, why cry?"
"I'm just a little sad baby," Stephanie said, wiping her eyes.
"Wanna hug?" Regan asked, innocently.
Stephanie smiled, "I would love one."
"Ok, sowwy Daddy, Mama want hug," Regan said, climbing off his lap.
"I think I'll be ok baby."
Regan made her way over to Stephanie, and stood up on the couch. She wrapped her little arms around Stephanie and hugged her tightly. Stephanie's smile widened as her little girl hugged her. She hugged her back just as tight.
"Better?" Regan asked as she pulled away.
"Much better, thank you sweetie."
"You're welcome," she said, then she climbed off the couch and played with some of her toys scattered around.
"You did such a wonderful job with her," Stephanie commented. Chris watched Regan for a moment.
"It was hard, but she's more than worth it."
"Yeah."
"Besides, only she could turn your darkest mood bright again. Trust me, I've been there."
"You have?"
"Stephanie, I lost you. I lost you, and I had nothing left except for her. Trust me, she's the reason I'm still on this Earth."
"I think I'd stick around the Earth for her too."
"I think you already did."