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Chapter Twenty Seven

"Come quick, Coop!" Summer yelled. "The baby's kicking!" Marissa ran inside her changing room at the Club and felt the baby kicks. "So, now that the baby agrees that Mommy looks great in her dress, how does Coop feel about it?" Summer laughed.

"Sum, you look amazing." Marissa replied.

"Are you sure, 'cause look at…" Summer held her belly. "You don't think I look too fat in it?"

"Okay, Sum, shut up. You are pregnant." Marissa joked. "Plus, we spent like two weeks trying to find the perfect dress for you and now is not the time to say you don't like it."

"But –"

Marissa cut her off. "Sum, you're getting married today. The dress looks great on you, okay?"

"Got it." Summer checked the clock on the wall. "I'll be officially married in two hours, Coop. I need to sit down." Marissa pulled a chair up for her and Summer quickly sat down. "Have you seen my dad?"

"Not yet, but I'm sure he'll be here soon."

"Are you sure? Seth was joking around and saying that he didn't send him an invitation. That ass! I bet you he didn't!" Summer stood up and paced the floor. "Oh God, Coop. What am I going to do? Who's going to walk me down the aisle…At my own wedding! I need to sit." Summer sat back down.

Kirsten walked in on the two girls, with Emily in her arms. "Summer, you look beautiful."

"Thanks, Kirsten." She whispered. "Have you seen my dad, yet?" She asked.

Kirsten shook her head. "Not yet. I'll have Seth call him if you like?"

"No, that's okay."

"Okay, well I'm going to go see how the boys are doing." Kirsten said and then handed Emily over to Marissa. "I'll be back in a few." Kirsten left the room and went down the hallway to where all the boys were hanging out.

"Mom." Seth sighed loudly. "You're supposed to be checking in on the women…Not the men. That's why we have Dad here." Seth pointed to Sandy, who was snoring in a chair in the far corner of the room. "He's so hyped that he fell asleep."

Kirsten ignored him. "Seth, you look handsome as ever." She gave him a hug. "How are my little ring barriers?" She asked, looking around the room for Ben and Conner.

"Ryan and Luke took off with them…Something about chocolate truffles, but I'm not sure." Seth looked at his watch and groaned. "Why did I get ready so early? Now I'm going to get all nervous and sweaty. I'll start talking until I can't say 'I do' at my own wedding. And pretty soon I'll probably end up passed out like dad over there. Crap, it's already starting to happen." Seth slumped down in a chair next to his dad.

"Don't worry, Seth. Just talk to your father and I'm sure you'll be fine." Kirsten assured him. Sandy started to snore loudly. "Okay, I'm going to go back and see if the girls need my help. I'll see you later." She said and then quickly left the room.

"Dad." Seth shook him. "Dad, dad, dad…"

Sandy stirred in his chair and opened his eyes. "Did I miss anything?" I blinked twice and looked around the room. "Where is everyone?"

"Chocolate Truffle binge." Seth slouched in his seat and looked at his watch. "One hour and forty-two minutes and counting."

"Nervous?" Sandy asked.

"Hell no. I've been so psyched about this day. I can't wait." Seth groaned and shook his head violently. "Nervous as hell, Dad. Do I seem shaky to you? Maybe I'm coming down with a fever." He checked his head.

"Seth, you're not coming down with anything." Sandy replied. "It's okay to be nervous. I was nervous when I married your mother and may I remind you of Ryan's wedding? I thought the poor kid was going to pass out right before his own wedding."

"Yeah. That was classic." Seth nodded. "That was the first time I ever saw him breathe into a paper bag. He actually busted that thing too. He was breathing like a mad man." Seth laughed and then went dead serious. "There are paper bags around here, right? Just in case?"

Sandy stood up and reached into his back pocket and pulled out a brown paper bag. "I came prepared." He handed it to Seth.

"Thanks, Dad." Seth took it and shoved it in his pocket. "I'll see how long I can go without using it."

Ryan, Luke, Ben and Connor walked into the room all eating chocolate truffles.

"Dude, Summer did a great job with the caterers." Luke exaggerated

"That was my mom's doing, but yeah, Summer's great isn't she? That's why I'm marrying her…Oh, so great. Just great. Great as can be." Seth stammered.

"Aunt Summer smells." Connor shouted.

"Oh. Oh. Oh. Like a cool summer's night, am I, right?" Seth asked, picking up Connor and swinging him around. "Just wait until you pods find yourself the perfect season. Then we'll see who's laughing, won't we?"

"I already found my season." Ben said.

"You did?" Ryan and Luke asked in unison.

"Yeah. Fall; 'cause that's when hockey season starts. The Kings are going to win the Stanley Cup next year." Ben replied in all seriousness. All the men in the room laughed. "What?"

"You have so much to learn, kid." Seth replied, messing up his hair. Seth looked at his watch and sighed. "One hour and thirty minutes to go."

"You're counting, Cohen? That just makes it worse, you know." Luke said.

"I've noticed." Seth sat back down in his chair just as Mr. Roberts knocked on the door and entered. "Mr. Roberts, glad you could make it." Seth rushed over to him and shook his hand.

"Seth." Mr. Roberts nodded and then ignored him. "Sandy, how are you?"

"Terrific, just like a jelly bean." Sandy replied. "Sweet but gooey in the middle. Gotta love that, right Neil?"

"Right." Neil scratched the back of his neck and wished that the wedding was going to be over and done. The sooner the better, if that was possible. "I must excuse myself. I believe Frieda needs me." Neil quickly said and then left in a hurry.

"An hour and twenty minutes left." Seth mumbled.

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"Close your eyes." Kirsten demanded and then sprayed Summer's hair with hairspray. "There, all done. Ready?"

"You bet. Where's my father?"

"I'm right here, sweetie." Neil Roberts walked through the door. "You look beautiful." He gave her a kiss on the cheek. "How's my grand…Have you found out whether it's a boy or a girl yet?" He asked.

Summer shook her head. "Seth and I decided not to find out if it's going to be a boy or a girl. Not knowing is the greatest gift."

"Well, that's foolish, but then again, so it that fiancé of yours."

"Daddy, he'll soon be your son-in-law, so I'd cheer up on the guy a bit. Plus," Summer turned to Kirsten. "His mother is standing right there."

Kirsten smiled at Neil. "It's okay, Summer."

Marissa, with her cast off, had Emily in her hands and decided to jump into the slightly awkward conversation. "Where'd our flower girls go?" She asked, changing subjects. Luke's daughters, Hannah and Ashley, were Summer's flower girls. Luke's wife, Meagan, had agreed to let them visit him in Newport for the week, which just so happened to be near Seth and Summer's wedding. It was the first time Luke got to see his daughters since last October. He had changed considerably within the last four months. He was going on his third month of being sober. It was still hard for Ashley to be alone with her dad, she still felt a bit frightened towards him.

"Oh, here they are." Kirsten shouted, as the Ashley walked in holding hands with her younger sister, Hannah. Kirsten handed them their flowers. "Ready?"

Both girls nodded.

Sandy knocked on the door of the girl's room. "Kirsten, I need you. We have a code one going on."

"Code one? What's that?" Summer asked frantically.

Kirsten had no clue what Sandy was talking about, but she could only imagine the endless of possibilities. "Oh, I'm sure it's nothing. I'll be right back." She said and then left. "What's code one?" Kirsten asked, as she followed Sandy to the end of the hallway.

Sandy opened the door and led Kirsten inside the room. Seth was lying on the floor with a brown paper bag covering his mouth. "This." Sandy pointed to Seth on the floor. "This is our code one. And if we don't get code one to settle down in less than twenty minutes, we're not going to have a groom standing at the head of the ceremony."

"Quit calling me code one." Seth mumbled into the bag, as he breathed in and out.

"Oh, sweetie," Kirsten rushed over to him. "Calm down."

"Yeah, Seth, just walk it off. It's just nerves." Ryan said.

Seth sat up and glared at Ryan. Over the years, he had mastered that 'Ryan glare'. Not as good as Ryan though, but it was good enough to get across to him.

Ryan knew that Seth wanted him to shut up but it wasn't that easy. Now it was time for Ryan to mock his brother. He hardly ever got a chance to. Seth always beat him to it. "All I'm saying is that it's just in your head." Ryan patted him on the back. "Relax."

Seth glared at Ryan.

Kirsten looked at her watch. "You boys better go downstairs. I'll get the girls ready. Are you going to be okay, Seth?" She asked.

Seth waved his free hand in the air to shoo her away.

"Okay, okay." Kirsten said and then left.

"Chill, Cohen." Luke laughed. "You're just getting married to Summer. You've known her for like…forever. And you've been with her forever."

"Yeah, well, that's kind of why I'm marrying her." Seth shot back and then stood up. He stopped breathing into the paper bag and folded it into his pocket. "Okay." Seth breathed in and out evenly. He was feeling a bit dizzy still. "On second thought, I hardly know Summer at all. I don't even know what her favorite color is!" Seth slumped down in a chair."

"Seth, it's purple." Ryan said.

"How the hell do you know that?"

"'Cause that's all that's she's been wearing lately. Plus, I seem to recall you explaining to me in great detail a few years ago which colors she liked and disliked. Purple was definitely one of her top five, just like Marissa."

"Good call." Seth nodded his head. "Okay, I'm ready."

All of the boys headed downstairs to where the ceremony was taking place. It was taking place outside of the club. Sandy, Ryan and Luke stood proudly next to Seth, while Ben and Connor stood to the side with the rings.

"Holy shit." Seth mumbled as the music started to play for Summer's entrance.

"What?" Sandy whispered.

"She's beautiful." Seth replied, starring straight at his soon to be wife.

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Seth and Summer danced in the middle of the dance floor, starring into each other's eyes. Seth's hand was slowly making its way down south when Summer started to laugh at him.

"Hold it, cowboy. My dad's still here, you know." Summer laughed at him and looked over at her dad sitting at a table with Frieda.

"You're irresistible, Mrs. Cohen. You're like a popsicle. If I don't start licking you now, you'll melt." Seth replied, kissing her neck.

"Cohen!" Summer giggled. The music ended and they went to join Ryan and Marissa, with Emily, sitting at a table with Luke. "You guys tired of dancing or something?"

Marissa pointed over to Ryan.

"That's right." Summer replied and sat down next to Marissa. "I'm pooped. This little one is sure bringing me down on the dance floor." Summer said, rubbing her belly.

"Poop, Summer? Poop? Don't say poop. I don't want anything to curse our future together."

"He's been reading all these physic books or something." Summer filled everyone in.

"It's not physic crap, guys! It's a book about omens and superstitions, which I totally believe in." Seth explained. "It's a pretty good book. Maybe one day I'll let you borrow it."

"So, one can't say poop at one's wedding?" Ryan asked, folding his arms over his chest.

Seth shook his head. "No, I made that one up. It's a good one though, don't you think?"

Ryan leaned over to Summer. "I hope you know what you're getting yourself into."

"I hope so too." Summer replied, sticking her tongue out at Seth.

"Laugh all you want, my friends. But this is my wedding and I set the rules." Seth replied.

"Actually I do." Summer said.

"Oh, really? You think so?" Seth challenged her.

"I know so." Summer said and then sighed. "Cohen, I'm thirsty can you get me some water?"

"Sure thing! I'll be right back!" Seth replied and then vanished off to get her some water.

"See? So easy," Summer laughed. "Aren't husbands the greatest?" She asked Marissa.

Marissa frowned. "Savor the first year, Sum."

"Hey." Ben said, walking over to the group of adults and sitting down.

"Hey, Ben." Ryan said. He looked around the dance floor and then over at Sandy and Kirsten. "Where's Connor?"

"He's with Hannah and Ashley." Luke cut in, pointing over to the small group of kids by the dance floor. Connor had his jacket tied around his waste, as he showed the two girls how to dance. "If only he knew that the girls took dancing lessons." Luke laughed.

Seth came back to the table with bottled water and gave it to Summer. "He sure knows how to get the ladies, much like his uncle, don't you think?" He asked everyone.

"Cohen, you better shut up now, or else there will be no popsicles tonight."

"Shutting up," Seth said, sitting down next to Summer.

"How did you do that?" Ryan asked. "I've been trying to do that for years!"

"If only you knew." Summer replied. "Sorry, my secret."

"So, Sum, where are you and Seth heading off to for your honeymoon vacation?" Marissa asked, sipping her wine.

"We're not going on one until the baby is born. You know me…pregnant…in a bathing suit…Yeah I don't think so. So, once the baby is born, we'll decide on what we want to do."

"Have fun finding that free time." Ryan commented.

"Yeah, my wife and I never had a honeymoon. We told ourselves we would but we never did." Luke said.

"Really?" Seth asked. "Okay, first thing tomorrow Summer, we're going somewhere. Anywhere."

"Seth! No, we'll have time later. Not now. I'm due in a month!"

"Fine." Seth sulked.

The reception was slowly dying down. Summer and Seth's family and friends all congratulated them and said their good-byes.

Luke had left with Hannah and Ashley to the hotel where they were staying. Even though Luke was living with the Atwood's for awhile, he felt like he needed to get a hotel and not burden them with his girls.

"Is it popsicle time?" Seth asked.

"Seriously, what are you talking about?" Ryan asked, holding Emily in his hands. She was grabbing at Ryan's face.

"Nothing." Summer cut in between them and turned to Seth. "Okay, popsicle time."

"Can I have a popsicle too?" Connor asked.

Seth shook his head. "This popsicle may be a bit too sticky, old and frozen burnt, for you Connor. So, I, the adult, must work on it." Summer slapped him playfully.

"Okay, I don't want to know anymore. Have fun you guys." Ryan said and then quickly left with his family.

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Okay, I know…Not a long chapter like some of the other's that I've written. I'm trying to wrap this up. So, my next chapter may be the last one. I just got a job, so I'm not going to have much time to work on anything. I've been working on some one-shot's and I'll post them up later, once I'm done. I wrote one recently called, 'Christmas Delivery'. Check it out. It's all in Ryan's POV as a twelve year old. Anywho, I'll start writing the next chapter now.