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A/N- This story is would not be getting posted if it wasn't for a friend of mine who kept bugging me to post it so she would have something to read. So, as I post the first part of this story I remind you it might be a long time before you see another update, I saw this because I have school tomorrow and well with the classes I am taking I'll be lucky if I can find time to breathe. I also am going to post two new stories today and I am writing another new story after, so with four stories and a new school year, I cannot promise when the new chapter will be up but I will try to hurry it up. In addition, reviews are nice, love it hate it let me know how you feel about it. As always, I apologize for any grammar and spelling mistakes in advance.

A Wedding, Three Funerals, and a Baby

Chapter one Rain on me

Most of the residences of Pine Valley were as grey as the rain clouds above. Most of the residences were anyway.

A week ago, today a tragic accident took the lives of three citizens. Whether they were loved or hated remains to be seen. Today was the burial. All three bodies were being put into the cold damp ground, never to be seen again. Everyone was there, Erica, Opal, Jackson, Ryan, Greenlee, The Chandlers, The Martins, everyone was there. Well, the three of them were not alive. Maggie, Bianca and Kendall, three young women of Pine Valley, all dead because of a tragic accident.

Flashback

"I hate you Greenlee! You stole my happy ending." Kendall screamed as she took another drink. At this point Kendall was drunk to the point where she would be in Never Never land for the next day and a half. Of course, there was a reason for Kendall to be this drunk; it was the walking talking sex god of pine valley, Ryan. Ryan had told Kendall a few hours ago that he never wanted to even think about Kendall again, he said he would never love her because his heart belong to his wife Greenlee, and he was going to make there marriage real in everyway. This of course pushed Kendall into her drunken stupor.

Bianca and Maggie knocked on Kendall's door because Bianca wanted Kendall to be with her when she got her daughter back. Bianca had just over heard Babe talking about how Bess was Miranda. Kendall not more upset than she was five minutes ago, was too drunk to listen to reason grabbed her car keys and drove the three of them to get Miranda.

End Flashback

That is how it ended for the girls. Kendall crashed her car straight into a building. The impact killed Bianca and Maggie instantly, and an hour later Kendall died. She bleed to death and her last words were engraved into her saviors head forever "Aidan, always the one to save me." Kendall died in his arms and Aidan had to tell Erica that both her daughters were dead and Aidan had to live the rest of his life knowing that the women he loved died in his arms because he could not save her.

Greenlee, found out from Jackson about the accident, and was the one to tell Ryan. Greenlee hated telling Ryan, because she loved him and she spent every night wishing that their marriage was a real one and not the business arrangement she agreed too.

Ryan, remembered feeling like his heart was ripped out of his chest when he walked into the penthouse to see his green butterfly, crying and saying how sorry she was because Kendall, Bianca and Maggie were dead. All Ryan could think of while Greenlee told him was 'Bianca, so pure, so innocent, so strong...Dead? Impossible! Kendall couldn't be dead, it was a joke, Kendall was a fighter, and a survivor she could not be dead!'

However, it was not a joke, a week later Ryan stood at the cemetery, and watched as the three caskets were lowered into the ground. Everyone had left but Ryan stayed behind. He felt guilty. It was his fault, Kendall got drunk and it was his fault that she went for that fatal drive. It was his entire fault; there blood was on his hands. A small single tear fell down his face as the sky began to open up to the rain. Ryan felt a small delicate hand clamp down on his shoulder, Ryan turned to look into the eyes of his friend, his confident, his wife, his love, Greenlee.

"Ryan," Greenlee began, "I know you think it's your fault but it is not, and we should go it's beginning to rain."

Ryan, looked at his wife, her concern and love for him was written all over her face. Ryan simple got up, placed his arm around her, and walked her to the car, not trusting himself to speak.

Across town in another penthouse, Jackson sat in silence with his sweetheart.

"Sweetheart," he began, she looked up, and "I know this is hard for you, those girls were like my daughters too, but we have to move on, move forward. I love you."

"You know what I am going through! You know how hard this is for me!" Erica said in a mock laughter, and than continued, "Oh, no Jackson. I do not believe you have any idea what it is like to bury both of your daughters. After all, Greenlee is still alive and kicking."

"Listen to me Erica, I love you. You know damn well that Bianca and Kendall were like my daughters. It hurts so much to know I am never going to see them smile again, but we have to move on. They would want us to move on."

"Oh stop it Jackson. You have your own daughter, you have Greenlee, unless you forgot about her!" Erica spat.

"No, how could I forget about Greenlee, but she has not grown up with me. I was there with Bianca, growing up, and Kendall, well I have loved her longer than I have loved Greenlee." Jackson said furiously.

"Jackson!" Erica screamed, "That's a horrid thing to say. Greenlee is your daughter and you act as if you could care less if she lives or dies! I want you to leave."

"You want me to leave! Fine I'll go." Jackson said as he stormed out.

Erica began to cry as she sunk to the floor, "You'll regret not loving your little girl as much as you could have, Jackson, mark my words, I'm sorry my darlings, I'm sorry I never told you how much I loved you, both of you."

Back at Ryan and Greenlee's penthouse

"Ryan?" Greenlee asked sheepishly.

"Yea" Ryan perked up. After all death does not stop the lives of those surrounding the dead, it was time to move on and tell Greenlee what he told Kendall.

"Can I get you anything?"

"No, but can you sit down next to me, we need to talk."

"Ok," Greenlee said as she took a seat next to him before adding, "what do you want to talk about?"

"Our marriage"

Greenlee looked confused and scared. What about their marriage could Ryan want to talk about? Greenlee stood and walked over to the other side of the room, fear took over her petite body. Seeing her tension Ryan walked over to Greenlee, and wrapped his arms around her and whispered, "It's not bad I don't think so anyway, but something has happened and things need to change."

Her soul-fulled cinnamon eyes stared at him full of love and trust and she asked, "What's happened? What has to change?"

"Greenlee, my feelings have changed."

"Ryan, I like being your wife, you make me feel safe and loved. Besides, I'm in...."

"Greenlee, your in what? How have I made you feel loved?"

"You just have Ryan. Ryan, I think I'm in...no I know I'm in.... what did you want to change?"

"Why are you changing the topic?" Ryan asked.

"Because..." Greenlee stumbled trying to think of a reason.

"Why, Greenlee?" Ryan asked.

"Stop trying to distract me? I asked you a question first Ryan?"

"Fine alright you win, sex Greenlee, it has been six months."

"Oh right that." Greenlee paled. 'Did Ryan want to find someone else to sleep with?" she thought with horror.

Before Greenlee could finish thinking, Ryan kissed her. This kiss was a kiss of want, desire, lust and love. Greenlee returned the kiss with passion Surprised but determined to let Greenlee know how he felt, Ryan deepened the kiss but suddenly Greenlee stopped and pushed Ryan back.

"Ryan?"

"Yea."

"Take me to be now?"

"You sure?"

"Ryan, I'm in love with you, always have been and I want you to take me to bed now." Greenlee said with a huge grin plastered on her face.

"Well, in that case I should tell you that I'm in love with you as well and I would love to take you to bed now."

Greenlee gave a squeal of delight as Ryan swung her into his arms, and carried her bridal style into their bedroom. 'It was time to take his wife to bed' Ryan thought as the words his love, his wife swirled in his head. Ryan smiled at the words and began to think of every detail that would please both him and his green butterfly in the bedroom.