A Real Full House
Author: Alexandria Eisengaurd
Rating: PG-13 (May change)
Author's Notes: 3 reviews, not bad, and all reviews were positive ) Anyway, time to answer i-luv-the-oc-and-smallville's question. I accidently wrote Becky instead of Vicky in the summary, so really they have nothing to do with each other, when I was typing chap 1, you don't know how many times I almost switched their names.
Chapter 2: Wedding Bells.
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"Well, the guests are seated, Danny is waiting, and that means we have to get you out there," smiled Becky.
Vicky sighed and nodded in response to Becky. It was time. No more single life, and no turning back here. The guests had arrived, and awaited to see the bride, Vicky, walk down that aisle in her long white gown.
She approached the door that led into the chapel, and waited for the piano to begin to play her entrance music. It started, and she began to slowly and elegantly make her way down the aisle to her handsome significant other. She blushed lightly at his smile, and deep inside her mind, she continuously thought, 'don't mess this up, Vicky.' The guests starred at her beauty in astonishment, she made a marvelous bride. Following behind her were the four girls: Becky, then D.J, followed by Stephanie, lastly was Michelle, who had been a slightly over-aged flower girl, but no one complained. Nicky and Alex had also accompanied them. No one could decide on who would carry the ring, so they had given the job to both of the boys. Finally, they all had reached the end, and Vicky stood in front of Danny. The others had sat down nearby.
"We are gathered here today, to wed these two lovers. Danny," the priest turned to him, "Do you Danny, take Vicky, to be your wife, through sickness and in health, till death do you part?"
"I do," he responded, slipping a ring on Vicky's finger.
"And you Vicky," he now looked towards her, "Do you take Danny, to be your husband, through sickness and in health, till death do you part?"
"I do," she said as she slipped a ring upon Danny's finger.
"I now pronounce you man and wife, you may kiss the bride," the priest smiled as he shut the book when saying this.
Danny kissed Vicky passionately, and broke it with a smile. She had returned that smile to him. He then picked Vicky up, and exited the church. The guests were soon to follow, getting into their own cars to join the married couples after celebration. Everyone was soon there, and the party began.
"Congratulations Danny," Jesse grinned and gave him a light fun punch to his left shoulder.
Danny rubbed his arm, "Thanks Jess."
The party aged, and soon it was around 8 o'clock. Joey had almost been, as they say, drunk as a skunk. Jesse had to cut him off from any more alcohol before he could get so drunk he wouldn't be capable of driving. He had to drive home tonight in his own car because the others were more stuffed than one could imagine. Soon, everyone bid each other farewell, and had departed the wedding celebration.
"Can you believe I caught the bouquet?" shouted Stephanie.
"Yeah, I almost had it though, but I have you admit you can jump pretty good," D.J said.
"I have to get taller, soon I won't even be able to reach the table at the rate I'm going," sighed Michelle.
Michelle, Nicky, and Alex went upstairs to prepare to go to bed; it was almost 10:30 P.M.
Becky, Jesse, Stephanie, and D.J, relaxed in the living room. Danny and Vicky had been honeymooning, in a way. They were actually on their way to Italy for their honeymoon. Becky glanced down at her watch, and back up at everyone.
"Shouldn't Joey be home by now?" she questioned.
"Ah, I wouldn't worry about it, he probably went to pick something up on the way home, or took a longer route. He's always doing things like that," Jesse answered.
"Yeah, I guess," she said.
30 minutes had passed, and Stephanie had turned on the rerun of the 10 o'clock news.
"A few minutes ago a reported car crash had occurred. A man with blonde hair had been in the vehicle. It was a white sedan, when we receive more information on this, we will update you."
"You don't think…" D.J began to say, and eyed the news carefully, curious if it may have been Joey.
"Well, there's plenty of blonde haired men with white sedan's, Joey's not the only one," Becky nervously said.
"I hope your right Aunt Becky," Stephanie sighed, it would be horrible if it had ended up being Joey.
"We now have more news on the crash accident involving the white sedan. The man is being held in the Heyla Clinic in San Francisco. His identity is still unknown, and will probably not be released. He is also in critical conditions, suffering with wounds in multiple areas, this is all we have."
"Should I call Heyla Clinic? I mean, what if it is Joey?" D.J stood up and made her way to the door as she spoke.
"Yeah, that's a good idea. If it is him, and he comes out okay, we can't tell Danny. I don't want to ruin his honeymoon," said Jesse.
D.J went into the kitchen and called the hospital, a secretary picked up.
"Heyla Clinic, Josie speaking, how may I help you?" she asked, sounding bored.
"Yes, I would like to know if a Joey Gladstone is being held there? He should have been admitted tonight," she asked.
The woman sighed, "He's room C182, would you like me to connect you to his room?"
"No, that's fine," D.J said as she slowly placed the phone down.
She went back into the living room and sighed, looking down.
"It was Joey."
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A/N: Ha! The wedding scene was probably off on how the ceremony should be, but oh well. Did I surprise you with the car crash? Please review.