Well, this is the last chapter!! Boo Hoo Tear Tear!! I should be starting another story soon, but I dunno which one yet! So R/R and I hope ya like it! & I'd like to dedicate this story to all my reviewers and the Pink Llamas! THANK YALL! (Oh, & I don't own JN)

Ch.5 The End

We soon arrived at the GIANT church where the ceremony was to be held. My friends stayed hidden behind some bushes outside until Morgan, Courtney, and me gave the signal. When the three of us walked through the tall doors, security pounced on us at once.

"Who is this with you, Miss Folfax?" a security guard asked Morgan angrily.

"My sister, Elizabeth, and if she's not on your precious little list, consider her a friend of mine and leave us alone, Devon!" Morgan replied, pushing her way past the guard.

"What do Dad and MissThang need all this security at a wedding for?" I asked.

"We don't know. Dad travels with so much security you'd think he was the president or something," Courtney said.

We passed through many more doors and walked into a small room where we found our dad standing in front of a mirror, adjusting his tuxedo.

"Dad?"

He turned slowly and looked from me to Morgan to Courtney and then back to me, "Morgan, is this a friend of yours?"

My eyes fumed with anger and I let out a frustrated scream, "DAD! It's ME, your DAUGHTER! If you even remember me!"

"Elizabeth?" he paused, then smiled, "ELIZABETH!"

He attempted to embrace me but with my sisters' help, I pulled away from his grasp. He then obviously realized I wasn't there for a casual visit and asked, "What's wrong, baby? I'm so glad to see you!"

"I wish the feeling was mutual," I said, giving him the meanest look I could manage, "Too bad its not."

My sisters smiled slyly and we turned on our heels to leave.

"Libsee?"

The old nickname brought fresh tears to my eyes and despite my anger I turned around.

"I'm just here to watch you make the biggest mistake of your life, Dad. I don't want an apology because it's not going to help."

I turned, my sisters at my side, and walked back out the front door of the church to where my friends waited, confused.

"Libby, where are you going?" Cindy asked, "We have to stop the wedding!"

"No, Cindy. We just need to go home. If he wants to ruin his life for the second time, it's his choice, and there's no reason why I should care."

That night we decided to stay at the beach house instead of going straight home. I wasn't ready to leave and my friends loved the place.

When asked to join the others for a video, I declined my invitation, "I think I'm going to sit by the beach awhile," I said.

I sat down on the warm sand and felt the cool salty breeze. The gentle splashing of the waves onto the shore calmed my nerves, somewhat. The beach had always been my favorite place because of the peaceful feeling it gave me to be there. I always felt free and alive, like a bird being released from a cage. It was beautiful and peaceful, the way I imagined the entire world used to be. Despite my horrible feeling inside, I smiled.

I guess I must have dozed off, because the next thing I knew someone had plopped down beside me. I looked up sleepily, and smiled weakly.

"Hi, Sheen."

He beamed back at me, "You know what, Libby? We had fun today! Even if we didn't get to destroy anything."

I lay back down and sighed. He looked at me for a minute, clearly puzzled.

"But I guess it wasn't that fun for you, huh?"

I shook my head; afraid that if I talked, the tears I'd been holding in would fall. But even though I didn't speak a word, they fell and fell. Fell until I was sobbing intensely onto Sheen's shoulder.

"Its ok, Libby. You still have your mom, and Kent and Keri, and Morgan and Courtney, and me," he paused and smiled, "The way I see it, you're lucky."

I stopped crying and looked at him. All this time, everyone thought he wasn't so smart when all along he knew something I didn't. I had a wonderful life, and getting my dad back involved would've just complicated it!

"You're right. I am lucky."

I lay back down on his shoulder and smiled. I felt even better here with him than all alone on the beach. We sat there for a while and talked. I loved telling him everything. He listened and really seemed to care about what I was saying, even about the stupidest things!

We eventually tiptoed back inside the house. I was going to go straight to bed, but decided to peek into the living room. It took everything in me not to laugh at what I saw.

My sisters were sound asleep on the recliners, Carl had nodded off on the couch, and sitting together in the corner, where my best friend and her supposed worst enemy, snuggled cozily together, sound asleep.

"Sheen, come here," I whispered, and pointed.

He let out a small laugh, which thankfully didn't wake the two. After saying goodnight to Sheen, I went upstairs to go to sleep.

"What a day!" I thought, and smiled, picturing the look on Jimmy and Cindy's faces when they woke up the next morning.