Disclaimer: I don't own 7th Heaven or the characters, and I'm not making
money off of this. I guess I do own Tyler, but if you want him, email me
and you can take him. I'd be flattered.
Chapter 6
Large weddings did not appeal to Tyler Johnson. He didn't want to pick one of his many friends to be his "best man", didn't want to wear an uncomfortable tuxedo that would just hang in the closet afterwards, didn't want to choose a cake that he would just taste a few bites of, and the flowers would all die anyway. Weddings seemed like a waste of time and money, and he had always wanted to elope.
Now, as he drove towards the Glenoak Community Church, he really wished he hadn't eloped to his girlfriend of only a few weeks. He wondered why whoever it was who married them didn't notice they weren't drunk, and refused to marry them. It had to have been obvious. But there was no good in wondering. It had happened, and now he was going to reverse it. Mary had called him a half hour before, telling him that her father had gotten the annulment papers, and he was supposed to meet them at the church so they could sign the papers. Tyler ran his hand through his long dirty blonde hair, the hair that, according to his mother, made him look like a "surf-bum", even though he never surfed. He wasn't sure why he was so nervous. Perhaps it was because her father would be there. The day after they eloped, Mary kept saying, "My dad is going to kill me." Hearing that so many times, Tyler felt that he must be one of those fathers where if you were five minutes late in returning her from a date, he would feel a need to call the police. That type of father always made him nervous. But then again, he had gotten the annulment papers. His father wouldn't have helped them; he would have just let them suffer the consequences.
Tyler took a deep breath as he drove into the parking lot. It was a Friday afternoon. They had been married for almost two weeks. Two awkward weeks. He had flown down to Glenoak a few days after Mary, and spent the majority of the two weeks bored half to death. The only person he knew there was Mary, and she spent most of the time with her family, especially her sister whose husband was in the hospital for some reason. He got out of the car and walked through the main door, into the room where the sermons were held. No one was in sight. He stood there a moment, not knowing exactly what to do or where to go.
"Tyler!" called Mary's voice from the front of the room. He looked up and walked towards her.
"Hi," he greeted, giving her a kiss on the cheek. "Am I late?" Mary shrugged.
"What time were you supposed to come?"
"I don't know. But I sort of got lost a few times."
"Well, my dad's office is over here and we can get started," said Mary as she began walking down a hallway. Tyler followed.
"What exactly do we have to do?" he asked.
"Sign some papers in about five different places, that's all," answered Mary.
"Just out of curiosity, why are we doing this in the church?"
"Because we didn't want to do this in the house, I guess. Ironic though, that marriages begin here, and ours is ending here." Tyler nodded. That remark made him feel glum. He wanted to punch himself for being so stupid.
"I'm sorry about all this," he apologized. "Did I ever say that?"
"So am I."
"You must be Tyler," said Eric as they walked into the office. Him and Tyler shook hands.
"Hi, nice to meet you, Reverend Camden."
"Marriage is a commitment," began Eric. "I don't want either of you to go out and get married like that again." Mary had heard this plenty of times before, but knew better than to roll her eyes.
"I won't, sir," said Tyler. "Believe me."
"Neither will I," said Mary. Eric continued to lecture them as they signed the papers. Although he didn't show it, Mary could tell that Eric was somewhat pleased by Tyler's politeness.
"I'm going to stay here for a while to work on my sermon," said Eric when the deed was done. "Can you give Mary a ride home, Tyler?"
"Sure, that's fine."
******
"You were so polite in there," remarked Mary in the car. Tyler laughed.
"The way you portrayed your dad, I kept on imagining him coming to my house in the middle of the night with a machete or something. But he seems nice, now that I've met him."
"Sorry if I gave that impression. If you have to worry about anyone, it's Matt."
"Your brother?"
"Yeah. And even he wouldn't kill you or anything. Since he's the oldest, he thinks he has to be so protective.. So are you going back to Buffalo now?"
"There's a red-eye tonight I'll probably take. If I miss any more work I'll get fired, if I'm not already."
"Turn left here," said Mary as they approached an intersection.
"What we did was stupid, right?" said Tyler
"Right. But turn left."
"And if we hadn't done it, things would just stay the same, right?"
"I guess, yeah."
"So are we just going to pretend it never happened, and continue our lives as if it didn't?"
"Are you asking me if we're breaking up?"
"Yes.. I don't want to break up, do you?"
"No, I feel the same way," laughed Mary. "What we did was stupid, and now we should just put it behind us and continue our lives like it didn't happen." Tyler breathed a sigh of relief.
"I'm glad," he said. "So when are you coming back to Buffalo?"
"I took three weeks of vacation, so next week. It's that one," said Mary, pointing to her house.
"I'll call you," said Tyler as he pulled into the driveway.
"Bye," said Mary. They kissed, and Mary got out of the car and went into the house. Tyler smiled as he backed out of the driveway. He wasn't in love. But he sure could be.
A/N: Erm, I didn't really like this chapter. If it didn't make any sense, I'll try to explain it in the next chapter. I don't know very much about annulments, so we'll just have to pretend if what I said was all wrong.
Chapter 6
Large weddings did not appeal to Tyler Johnson. He didn't want to pick one of his many friends to be his "best man", didn't want to wear an uncomfortable tuxedo that would just hang in the closet afterwards, didn't want to choose a cake that he would just taste a few bites of, and the flowers would all die anyway. Weddings seemed like a waste of time and money, and he had always wanted to elope.
Now, as he drove towards the Glenoak Community Church, he really wished he hadn't eloped to his girlfriend of only a few weeks. He wondered why whoever it was who married them didn't notice they weren't drunk, and refused to marry them. It had to have been obvious. But there was no good in wondering. It had happened, and now he was going to reverse it. Mary had called him a half hour before, telling him that her father had gotten the annulment papers, and he was supposed to meet them at the church so they could sign the papers. Tyler ran his hand through his long dirty blonde hair, the hair that, according to his mother, made him look like a "surf-bum", even though he never surfed. He wasn't sure why he was so nervous. Perhaps it was because her father would be there. The day after they eloped, Mary kept saying, "My dad is going to kill me." Hearing that so many times, Tyler felt that he must be one of those fathers where if you were five minutes late in returning her from a date, he would feel a need to call the police. That type of father always made him nervous. But then again, he had gotten the annulment papers. His father wouldn't have helped them; he would have just let them suffer the consequences.
Tyler took a deep breath as he drove into the parking lot. It was a Friday afternoon. They had been married for almost two weeks. Two awkward weeks. He had flown down to Glenoak a few days after Mary, and spent the majority of the two weeks bored half to death. The only person he knew there was Mary, and she spent most of the time with her family, especially her sister whose husband was in the hospital for some reason. He got out of the car and walked through the main door, into the room where the sermons were held. No one was in sight. He stood there a moment, not knowing exactly what to do or where to go.
"Tyler!" called Mary's voice from the front of the room. He looked up and walked towards her.
"Hi," he greeted, giving her a kiss on the cheek. "Am I late?" Mary shrugged.
"What time were you supposed to come?"
"I don't know. But I sort of got lost a few times."
"Well, my dad's office is over here and we can get started," said Mary as she began walking down a hallway. Tyler followed.
"What exactly do we have to do?" he asked.
"Sign some papers in about five different places, that's all," answered Mary.
"Just out of curiosity, why are we doing this in the church?"
"Because we didn't want to do this in the house, I guess. Ironic though, that marriages begin here, and ours is ending here." Tyler nodded. That remark made him feel glum. He wanted to punch himself for being so stupid.
"I'm sorry about all this," he apologized. "Did I ever say that?"
"So am I."
"You must be Tyler," said Eric as they walked into the office. Him and Tyler shook hands.
"Hi, nice to meet you, Reverend Camden."
"Marriage is a commitment," began Eric. "I don't want either of you to go out and get married like that again." Mary had heard this plenty of times before, but knew better than to roll her eyes.
"I won't, sir," said Tyler. "Believe me."
"Neither will I," said Mary. Eric continued to lecture them as they signed the papers. Although he didn't show it, Mary could tell that Eric was somewhat pleased by Tyler's politeness.
"I'm going to stay here for a while to work on my sermon," said Eric when the deed was done. "Can you give Mary a ride home, Tyler?"
"Sure, that's fine."
******
"You were so polite in there," remarked Mary in the car. Tyler laughed.
"The way you portrayed your dad, I kept on imagining him coming to my house in the middle of the night with a machete or something. But he seems nice, now that I've met him."
"Sorry if I gave that impression. If you have to worry about anyone, it's Matt."
"Your brother?"
"Yeah. And even he wouldn't kill you or anything. Since he's the oldest, he thinks he has to be so protective.. So are you going back to Buffalo now?"
"There's a red-eye tonight I'll probably take. If I miss any more work I'll get fired, if I'm not already."
"Turn left here," said Mary as they approached an intersection.
"What we did was stupid, right?" said Tyler
"Right. But turn left."
"And if we hadn't done it, things would just stay the same, right?"
"I guess, yeah."
"So are we just going to pretend it never happened, and continue our lives as if it didn't?"
"Are you asking me if we're breaking up?"
"Yes.. I don't want to break up, do you?"
"No, I feel the same way," laughed Mary. "What we did was stupid, and now we should just put it behind us and continue our lives like it didn't happen." Tyler breathed a sigh of relief.
"I'm glad," he said. "So when are you coming back to Buffalo?"
"I took three weeks of vacation, so next week. It's that one," said Mary, pointing to her house.
"I'll call you," said Tyler as he pulled into the driveway.
"Bye," said Mary. They kissed, and Mary got out of the car and went into the house. Tyler smiled as he backed out of the driveway. He wasn't in love. But he sure could be.
A/N: Erm, I didn't really like this chapter. If it didn't make any sense, I'll try to explain it in the next chapter. I don't know very much about annulments, so we'll just have to pretend if what I said was all wrong.