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(A/N: Sorry it's been so long since my last update, I'm trying to be better about that)

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Two weeks later, the morning of Valentine's Day...

Lori, Kate and Lana arrived together outside the little chapel shortly before nine o'clock. They'd spent the night at the Copelands house so that Chris and Jeff didn't see their prospective brides before the ceremony. They walked down the hallway to the room where they'd been told to change and started their preparations.

"So Chris said that the makeup people would come around 9:30?" Kate was asking as she pulled her gown over her head.

"Yeah, that's what he said," Lori nodded as she fumbled to zip up her own.

"Here, let me help you," Lana smiled walking over to the struggling bride.

"Thanks Lana," Lori returned gratefully.

"There now," She breathed as she finished her task; "You two look beautiful; Chris and Jeff aren't going to know what hit them."


"Hello?" Called out a feminine voice from the doorway.

"Hi, are you Maria?" Asked Lori as she regarded the brunette woman.

"Yes, you must be Lori," Maria returned stepping inside the room followed closely by two younger women. "We're here to help you with your makeup and hair. This is Tina and Kim, they'll be helping me today."

"Pleased to meet you," Kate extended a hand to each one in turn and Lori followed suit.

"Now then," Maria told them briskly as she opened up the large case she was carrying. "Let's get started."

A short while later, nearing 10:30 that morning ….

Chris was sweating profusely as he stood in the front of the church beside Jeff and waited.

"How can you be so calm?" Chris muttered in a whisper.

"Easy man," Jeff smiled. "Kate's not going to back out of this, that's how."

'But you can't be sure about Lori,' Chris fretted internally.

As if reading his thoughts, "There's no way Lori will either, so relax Chris," Jeff reassured.

"I hope you're right," Chris breathed.

At that moment, Chris happened to glance back at the foyer and was shocked to see two familiar figures walking through the door.

"Jeff," Chris tugged his elbow; "I can't believe it, they came!" He whispered.

"Who?"

"It's her mother and brother," Chris explained quietly.

"Oh," Jeff was at a loss for words.

"Father was too good to show up, I guess," Chris commented dryly. "Just as well, I might have had to deck him for what he put her through."

"You'd have to wait in line," Jeff informed him; "Come on buddy, don't let him ruin this day for you."

Just then the organist shifted into the familiar wedding piece the 'Bridal Chorus' and the two men watched in awe as their brides walked arm in arm down the aisle. Jeff let the tear of joy he felt roll unchecked down his cheek as he watched Kate come forward. When the girls reached the front, Kate gave Lori's hand a gentle squeeze before she parted and took her place next to Jeff. The music ceased playing at that moment and the preacher began to speak.

"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to witness the union of these two men and these two women in holy matrimony. Chris, Lori, Jeff and Kate have made the decision to share this ceremony in the celebration of the love and friendship that they have for each other...." And so he continued and before long the two couples were just about married....." I now present to you: Mr. & Mrs. Christopher Irvine and Mr. & Mrs. Jeffrey Hardy. You, gentlemen, may kiss your brides."

With that statement the organist then broke out into the rousing Bridal March as the two couples kissed for several moments then proceeded back down the aisle.

Chris felt Lori tense as they passed her mother in the last row. "Come on hon," Chris urged; "We got to keep going."

Lori complied but said nothing as he led her out to the wide foyer to form a receiving line. Many of Chris's fellow wrestlers had come for the ceremony and it took a long time until the very last rows of the church were coming through. Lori felt butterflies in her stomach as she spotted them coming out. Chris eyed her carefully as they came through the line.

"Lori," Her mother addressed her simply and then pulled her into a tight hug.

Both women instantly began crying. Her brother shifted uncomfortable beside them, waiting for his turn to embrace his sister.

"Thank you," Chris mouthed silently at the older woman over Lori's shoulder.

"I couldn't miss this for the world," Mrs. Ford sighed as she relinquished her hold to allow Wes to have his turn.

"Hey sis," Wes greeted softly as he gave her a quick squeeze. "I've missed you."

"You too Wes," Lori smiled through her tears.

"Guess this means I can tell my friends I'm related to Chris Jericho now," Wes joked.

Chris chuckled at the comment and hugged the teenager warmly in response.

Behind them in line, the blonde diva waited for her turn and watched them in disgust. 'This isn't over by a longshot, you just wait and see.'

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