Bored247- Thanks. Always good to hear. Yeah, that will definitely be something. ;-)

Nettlez- Thanks. So much better than Belladonna? LOL.

Scarletdeathangel05- Thanks. Good, because I really wasn't sure how that was going to turn out, but it s good to hear. Enjoy.

Roguechere- LOL. Yeah, but don't get used to that. Not all of my stories will, but I won't say which ones won't. ;-) I have plans. LOL.

WEDDINGS

After a nice discussion about Anna's childhood, Raven had her follow her into a different room. Irene was there waiting for her. The room was huge and gorgeous. Anna just stood in the doorway looking at the scene before her. The door to the bathroom had a huge jacuzzi, and everything was so expensive. There was even a flat screen television on the wall, and a screen that you could get dressed behind.

"Anna." Raven said very politely, pulling her out of her daze. She looked at her mother seeing a beautiful white gown in her arms. As she pulled the gown up so that Anna could get a better look at it, she couldn't help but gasp.

"Is that?" Raven just smiled.

"Yes, my dear."

"But that's so expensive." Both Irene and Raven laughed.

"Don't worry about that." Irene told her as she stood up and began to walk over to Anna.

"Go ahead, try it on. It should fit." Anna just nodded and barely touched the gown feeling how silky it was. Then she headed off behind the screen. It was like it was made for her, in every way. It was off the shoulder, pure white gown. She could have sworn that the whole thing was made of silk. It was so soft. She finally came out from behind the screen, a little bit shaken. Both women couldn't help but tell her how beautiful it was. But she did not answer.

"Is this too fast for you?" Anna opened her mouth but then closed it searching for the words to describe but she couldn't.

"It's quite alright. Here, why don't you sit down and we will do your hair and makeup." Raven explained. Anna nodded and did so.

It was almost time for the wedding to start. In fact, it was down to half of an hour left until Remy gave up his life to some woman he didn't know. For all he knew, it could be some seventy-five year old woman with an obsession with cats. He couldn't help but laugh at the thought of an assassin with that kind of obsession. Remy was still hungover, but funtioning. His brother, Henri, was helping him cope with it. Well, until their cousins came in making jokes and handing Remy a long string of condoms and some Viagra. Even though it was the stupidest thing they could have done, he was happy they did. Not that he needed one, but he never had a bachelor party. Considering his whole life was a bachelor party. For as long as he could remember, he could always get any woman he wanted, no matter the age. But right now, the only one he wanted, was on her way back home.

No one knew when the bride was suppose to arrive. They figured that she would have been there are ready to go ahead of time. All of the guests were seated and she was about fifteen minutes late. Jean-Luc just stood there and explained to Remy not to worry, she was going to be there soon. That she was on her way, and so far Belladonna didn't have a clue. So this should run over smoothly. Remy just stood there in the front, waiting for this bride-to-be, of his, not wanting to bother with anyone. Suddenly the room became quiet and the wedding march started. Remy's heart quickened its pace, as he found the courage to look behind him to see this woman. Her face and some of her hair was completely covered by the veil.

For some reason, he found himself completely taken with her. He couldn't even see her face, but her body. So many of her features continued to remind him of his Anna.

'Not dat it matters, she be long gone an' hatin' me.' he thought. He hardly paid attention to the whole ceremony. In fact, Henri and to kindly bump him when he found he needed to speak.

Anna, on the other hand, was much more giddy. She never thought that this would have happened to her. She started to wonder if she wasn't going crazy in some illusion she created. So far she has turned this guy away in every way, then she wants to be with him. She travels any way she can to find him, not wanting to be away from him, knowing there had to be some way for them to be together, then getting abducted and stabbed for him. If she didn't get to marry him, she was crazy. But she had finally known the truth, and yet Remy knew nothing. She didn't want him to get his hopes up after what had happened. Sure she loved him, but she was still angry at him for sending her away. He deserved not to know it was her, well, not until the end anyway. But he would now have the rest of their lives to make it up to her.

One thing completely cleared her mind at that moment.

"You may now kiss the bride." She could see how nervous Remy was. It was almost as if he was moving in slow motion. She wanted to laugh at him so badly, but held it in, only giving him that oh so common smirk that was always plastered on his face as he lifted her veil. Just as soon as he saw her face, he thought he was crazy and dropped the veil back over her face. That's when she couldn't help but let her laughter out.

"Anna?" he whispered, not knowing for sure what to say. She pulled the veil out of her own face and smacked him in the arm slightly. Of course, all of the guests were nearly rolling at the sight of the two of them.

"Who else, the queen a' England?" she asked him putting her hands on her hips. But before anything else could be said, Remy's cousin Emil called out to them.

"We gonna have to wait all day? Kiss her!" then everybody started chanted, "Kiss, kiss."

Remy looked at her stunned, but more than relieved as he looked at his father who obviously knew everything. He smirked and quickly pulled her close to him and kissed her, as everyone cheered. But when they finally pulled apart and were going to be announced as Mr. and Mrs. LeBeau, someone nearly ran into the room in an angry fit. It was Belladonna.