AN: It's a total travesty. (What the hell does that mean?) I have nothing to parody/mock/make fun of. Well you know the drill, I don't own anything. I posted this before I made the corrections my beta readers made (My beta reader had the binder with everything in it). This is the revised copy. I know it's short but CH7 will make up for it in length. I have CH7 written but I need ideas for CH8. I'm suffering from writers block on this story so CH8 will take awhile (But since it seams that you suffer from reviewers block I don't see the problem) I'm working on the sequel to Secrets right now. And I've got a few other "short" story ideas. So you'll at least be getting some writing from me. Not that that's a prize or something. Just review.

Chapter Six

"Brooke, I wanted to be the first to congratulate you." Said Val tapping Brooke on the shoulder. Brooke and Hank were waiting in a room off the smaller ballroom. They were waiting for most of their guests to be seated in the grand ballroom before they made their big entrance as a married couple. They were going to dance and mingle for awhile, then appetizers would be served at five and dinner an hour later. When people finished eating the official toast would be made by the best man and maid of honor, then they'd toss the bouquet and garter. After that they would dance all night long.

"Thanks." Exclaimed Brooke, spinning around to face Val. "But Mom and Dad have already been here." Brooke had a huge grin on her face.

"Figures." Replied Val. "Well, then I'm the third person to congratulate you."

"Fourth." Corrected Brooke. "Hank's dad was here too."

"Technically he's your dad now too." Spoke up Hank, breaking up the moment between the Lanier sisters. "And aren't you going to congratulate me too?"

Val pretended to think for a minute. "Nope. I see no reason to congratulate you on being stuck with my sister for the rest of your life. I do offer you my pity though."

"The rest of my life." Replied Hank in mock fear. "Please tell me you're kidding." He begged.

"If I didn't have such high self-esteem I'd actually take you two seriously."

"You know we love you." Said Val giving her sister a hug.

"I know, it's impossible not to." Said Brooke smugly

"Yes it is impossible not to love you." Agreed Hank leaning down to kiss her.

"Congratulations you guys, I'm gonna go and find my seat now." Said Val, getting the distinct impression that neither of them heard her. After checking her watch Val decided to make a quick stop in the bathroom to check her makeup.

"Hey Val." Said Caitie not looking up from the mirror. She was the only other person in the bathroom.

"Hi Caitie. What's up?"

"Can you believe that our little Brookie is already married?

"Believe it or not I can." Admitted Val. "Though I was surprised that they got married so soon after he proposed, and that they could plan a wedding this fabulous in so little time."

"Brooke's superhuman, she could organize the hay in a haystack. Didn't you always call her the queen of paperwork?" Val didn't answer Caitie's question, instead she stole the lip gloss that Caitie had been applying for their entire conversation.

"Hey, that's mine!" Protested Caitie.

"A, you've used enough to last you for the rest of the week. B, I left mine in my purse, which is still at the table. And C, that is my lip gloss." Pointed out Val.

"Oh yeah." Remembered Caitie. "I borrowed it two weeks ago when Jamie and I went out." Even though Caitie and Val were total opposites they had the same tastes in makeup, Caitie just wore more.

"Then why do you still have it?" Asked Val. "Especially since you have the exact same color at home."

"I . . . um . . . forgot to give it back to you?" Tried Caitie.

"Try again."

"Lets go and sit down, Brooke and Hank will be out soon." Suggested Caitie.

"Um, I think I'll stay in here for a few more minutes." Replied Val sitting down on the couch.

"Val, we don't have a few minutes." Said Caitie pulling her up again.

"Caitie, I don't want to go out there right now." Protested Val sitting back down again.

"Brooke and Hank are gonna be mad if you're not there. Not to mention that you'll regret not being there."

"Caitie, I'll be there soon."

"Is this about Tyler?" Asked Caitie.

"No." Answered Val a little too quickly. "Why would you think that?"

"Because it's true, isn't it? You are avoiding Tyler."

"No I'm not."

"Val, you told us to tell him you weren't home whenever he called. You wanna tell me why you don't want to go sit down and why you're avoiding him?"

"Fine, I'll admit it, I'm avoiding Tyler. I don't want to go back to the table because until Hank and Brooke get there I'll be sitting next to Tyler. And no, I don't want to tell you why I'm avoiding him."

"Val, lets go out and sit down. Just talk to me and pretend Tyler's not there." Suggested Caitie. The entire wedding party would be sitting at one long table that faced all the other tables. Brooke and Hank would be in the center. Val would be next to Brooke and Tyler would be sitting next to Hank. Brooke had also insisted that Jamie and Caitie sit at their table.

"Alright." Agreed Val reluctantly. She refused to let herself even think about having to dance with him.

* * *

"Val." Hissed Tyler when Val and Caitie sat down. Val ignored him. "We need to talk."

"Tyler, you were a lot smarter in high school." Snapped Val.

"What is that supposed to mean?" He demanded.

"You used to know when I was avoiding you."

"I know you're avoiding me, I'm just not avoiding you."

"That's not the was it works." Replied Val angrily. "You crossed the line." She turned and started talking with Caitie and Tyler picked up his napkin and threw it down again.

* * *

"May I introduce to you for the first time, Mr. and Mrs. Hank Beecham!" Announced the DJ that had been hired. Everyone stood up and clapped as Hank and Brooke made their way through the tables set on one half of the ballroom. The other half was the dance floor. Finally Brooke and Hank were able to sit down.

"Tyler, where's Lindsey?" Asked Hank, realizing that he hadn't seen her when they were walking through the tables.

"She's with my parents. They're at one of the tables out there." Replied Tyler making a wide sweeping gesture with one of his hands.

"May I present Brooke and Hank in their first dance as husband and wife." Said the DJ, interrupting the conversation that Hank and Tyler were having. Brooke and Hank stood up and Hank took Brooke's hand and led her onto the dance floor as the opening notes of "Truly Madly Deeply." By Savage Garden started to play. Brooke immediately felt tears start to form in her eyes. This was her all time favorite song, which was one of the reasons that this was their wedding song. The other was that it was the first song they danced together to as a couple and coincidentally the first song they danced to after they got engaged. By now the tears were gently falling down her cheeks.

Hank noticed the tears in Brooke's eyes and gently brushed them away. She rested her arms around Hank's neck and felt him rest his hands on her waist and pull her toward him. She rested her head on his shoulder.

"I love you." He whispered in her ear.

"I love you too." She murmured, turning her head slightly to look into his eyes. She loved his eyes, a deep chocolate brown which was quickly becoming her favorite color.

I'll love you more with every breath

Truly, madly, deeply do

Brooke knew she was falling even more in love with Hank than she though possible. For a minute she almost felt like a modern day Juliet. Finding her Romeo, her one true love, her soul mate. Hank.

I want to lay like this forever

Until the sky falls down on me

As far as Hank was concerned Brooke could stay in his arms for the rest of their lives. Meanwhile Hank's groomsmen and Brooke's bridesmaids joined them on the dance floor. Neither Hank or Brooke noticed. Caitie and Jamie knew how much Val didn't want to dance with Tyler. But Val also know that she had to because Brooke wanted her to, and Val though that Brooke deserved for her wedding to be perfect. Val hadn't told anyone about him kissing her. Jamie was ready to cut in and save her from dancing with Tyler if he noticed that she needed to get away.

"Val. I'm sorry." Said Tyler. "You don't have to say anything to me. Just listen, okay?" Val barely nodded her head, but she acknowledged Tyler and he took that as a positive sign.

"It was entirely my fault. I never should have kissed you and I'd never blame you if you never spoke to me again. But I value you friendship and I don't want to lose it."

"If you valued my friendship why did you go off to another country and not talk to any of us for three years! Now you just show up and expect everything to be like it was. Nope, sorry, that's never gonna happen. If you valued my friendship why didn't you write to me? You knew where I was or how to find me. It couldn't have been that hard to call my parents and ask them for my address in Minnesota. Why didn't you just stay in Europe?" Demanded Val angrily. Tyler looked shocked and a look of pain flashed in his eyes. It was gone as quickly as it appeared. But Val saw it and she couldn't help but be a little bit happy that what she said hit home.

"May I cut in?" Asked Jamie shooting a look at Tyler that clearly said 'If looks could kill you'd have been dead for a week already.'

"I think that's the best idea I've heard all night." Said Val letting go of Tyler's hands and turning towards Jamie. Tyler spotted Caitie alone on the dance floor watching Jamie and Val and asked her to dance. Which she mostly suspected was just so he wouldn't look like an idiot. Luckily for Caitie the song was just about over when Tyler asked her to dance. However she didn't miss an opportunity to step on his feet and inflict as much pain as possible on him. Before long the DJ was inviting everyone to sit down and eat.

After everyone was done eating Tyler stood up to make his toast as the best man.

"Hank, Brooke. Congratulations. Hank, you're my best friend and always have been. You've always been there for me and if anyone deserves to be happy and have a great girl like Brooke, it's you. Brooke, I hope you and Hank have a long and happy life together. Hank, if you ever do anything to hurt someone as great as Brooke I'll hurt you for hurting her." Tyler sat down and Val stood up to say her words.

"I always knew that you two would be together. What I didn't know was if it would be as friends or as husband and wife. As far as I'm concerned you two got the best of both worlds. I love you both." Val sat down and the clinking of wine glasses could be head throughout the room. Val and Brooke clinked glasses and each took a sip. Val's glass had sparkling apple cider instead of wine.

A few minutes later the DJ called all single women to the dance floor to try and catch the bouquet. Caitie and Brooke had to drag Val out to the middle of the floor.

"But, I'm not technically single." Protested Val.

"Neither am I." Replied Caitie. "But I'm going out there."

Eventually Val agreed to go out on the floor. Someone put a chair in the middle of the floor and Brooke stood on it, her back to everyone. She gave the flowers a toss over her shoulder and they sailed over the crowd and landed in the middle. Jessica, Brooke's friend from the EMT squad reached above her head as high as she could but it grazed over her finger tips and right into Caitie's hands. A look of shock registered on Caitie's face. She really didn't think that she'd actually catch it.

When it was Hank's turn to throw the garter all of the guys crowed onto the floor. Brooke refused to let Hank remove any article of her clothing in public so she brought along a second garter for this. Hank tossed the garter like someone would shoot a rubber band. It sailed to the back of the crowd and someone reached up and grabbed it.

Jamie. He was even more shocked that anyone. Except maybe Caitie. He walked over to her an gave her a quick kiss on the lips, which quickly turned into a longer kiss.

"Is there something that you two want to tell us?" Teased Brooke, a grin creeping onto her face.

"No." Replied Caitie. "Nothing that you don't already know."

"That depends." Replied Jamie at the same time.

Caitie looked at Jamie. "What did you say?"

"I said, that depends." He told her softly.

"On what?" Asked Caitie.

"On your answer." Said Jamie getting more and more nervous each minute. He slowly sunk down onto one knee and took both of Caitie's hands in his. "I love you, Caitie Roth. Will you marry me?"

AN: okay. I have nothing to say. Just read and review this. If you want to be put on an e-mail list for when I post a new story or chapter let me know. You'll get CH7 when I get 105 reviews. I need to have 100, I've never done that before.