First Comes Love…
Disclaimer: I don't own Passions etc.
Chapter 10 (Wedding Preparations)
"What?" Said Ivy jumping.
"Well you're never home this late and I know for a fact that you weren't with my father." Said Jessica walking towards her. Ivy was speechless. She opened her mouth but nothing came out until she finally replied.
"Well, that is none of your business."
"Really?" Said Jessica before she shrugged.
"I don't really need to know what your conniving mind is coming up with now Ivy but if something does happen I'm not going to hesitate into linking you to the crime. "
"We'll see how far that gets you Jessica for if I were apart of anything you wouldn't be able to do anything. You wouldn't have any proof. "
Jessica glared at Ivy. She was about to retort when Sam walked through the door.
"You two are up late, what's up?"
"Why don't you ask Ivy she's the one who just got home." Jessica said walking towards the fridge before she grabbed a water bottle. She turned back to Sam.
"Goodnight daddy." She said kissing his cheek. She glanced at Ivy.
"Night Ivy."
"Good Night Jessica." Jessica turned and ran upstairs leaving Sam and Ivy alone.
"What's this about you coming in late?" Asked Sam.
"Well… I went to visit a friend of mine and I got stuck in traffic on the way back."
"Oh." Said Sam.
He walked over to her before wrapping his arms around her waist.
"You're sure you weren't on a secret rendezvous." He said with a small smirk.
"The only rendezvous I could ever have is with you Sam." She replied resting her head against his chest. She just hoped that Sam would never find out where she was tonight.
…Back to the present…
Fox had put Theresa's cat in a box and had placed it in his car (A/N: don't worry it's an open box). He sighed as he put the keys in the ignition and had started the car. He had decided that the cat would go to his mother. He figured that it wouldn't hurt if she worked on her 'parenting' skills. And since Sam was mostly away with police business she could always use some form of company.
He soon stopped in front of the Bennett home. The cat did seem to be very well behaved for a stray and had fallen asleep in the box during the short trip. Moving to the passenger side door, he opened it and grabbed the box. Kicking the door shut behind him he walked up to the front door. Ringing the doorbell he waited. His mother soon answered the door.
She wore a blue dress, much simpler that what Fox had remembered her wearing when she had been a Crane. She was also wearing an apron which caused him to raise a brow. "Fox? What are you doing here?" Asked Ivy surprised to see him.
"Why thank you for such a warm welcome, mother." He replied sarcastically.
"Oh I'm sorry Fox I'm just surprised to see you." She said while motioning for him to enter the house. No sooner had she shut the door before she directed her gaze towards the box in his hands. "What's in the box?"
"Well it's a present from me to you." He said smiling.
"Oh you didn't have to get me a… cat?" She said as she saw the cute calico. She looked up at Fox with confusion.
"Well it was Theresa's but supposedly you're not suppose to have a cat around during pregnancy and I thought you could always use the company
since Sam is usually away on police business."
"Oh… that's so thoughtful." She said with a weak smile. Fox put his hands awkwardly in his pockets.
"Mother I know you don't exactly support my choice in marrying Theresa but I hope you'll be there at the wedding."
"Of course Fox, you're my son." She said with a small smile.
"Alright, I guess I better be going, I have to help Theresa with some of the wedding plans."
"Alright Fox I'll see you later then." She said walking him to the door. Shutting the door behind him she leaned against it and sighed. When she had seen him at the door her heart had jumped into her throat. She thanked God that Fox had not found out somehow that it had been her at his home last night. Looking back towards the couch she looked at the cat that was now lying down grooming himself.
"Now what am I going to do with you ." She said out loud.
Theresa looked down at the notes in front of her. Sighing she closed her eyes and smiled. She couldn't believe that she was almost done with everything. The invitations had been mailed, the reception hall was set, the dress was in the works of being made, the caterer was scheduled, and the date for the wedding was set.
Theresa opened her eyes at the sound of the front door opening. Fox walked over to her. "How are the wedding preparations coming?" He asked as he sat next to her.
"Finished. All that needs to be taken care of is your tux, my wedding dress, and the bridesmaid dresses."
"Really? Wow, Theresa, I guess you didn't need me after all." He said a bit surprised. Theresa lightly hit his arm before she smiled and cuddled in close to him.
"You know Fox, the wedding isn't all that far away from now. Charity is on her last Bridesmaid gown and she's still working on my dress."
"I know and I can't wait." He said while looking into her eyes.
"What happened to the cat?" Theresa asked realizing that it had completely slipped her mind.
"Oh I found him a home Theresa. There's no need to worry."
"You did! With whom?"
"With my mother."
"WHAT! You gave him to your mother." She replied shocked.
"It's not that big of a deal Theresa."
"Not that big of a deal? Are you crazy Fox you now how much I dislike your mother! And I liked that cat to." She said, saying the last with a pout.
Fox just shook his head and laughed.
"You know for a fact Theresa that my mother and I haven't always been on good terms but can't you at least try to be civil, she is my mother after all."
She looked at him before she broke.
"I don't have to like her, but I'll be civil.. for you!"
"Now that's the Theresa I know and love."
"Now," He said patting her leg before standing. "I'm going to shower and change out of these clothes."
"Alright, I have to go over to meet Charity anyway." She said standing. She gave him a quick kiss before grabbing her keys and leaving their home.
Theresa stood in front of the Bennett home. Sighing she held her hand poised in front of the door bell. What if Ivy answered the door? Theresa just shook her head. 'Just be civil if she does.' She reminded herself. Tasking a deep breath she rang the doorbell. After a few passing moments Ivy opened the door. Ivy immediately stiffened at the sight of Theresa before her.
"Theresa?"
"Ivy." Theresa stated flatly.
"What are you doing here." She asked not budging from her spot or offering her to enter the house.
"I'm here to see Charity. About my wedding dress."
"Oh. She's in her room." Replied Ivy, finally moving aside.
"Thanks." Theresa said tightly.
Theresa made her way into the house and made her way to Charity's room without another word directed towards Ivy. Standing in front of Charity's door she knocked. She heard some rustling before she heard a tired reply.
"Come in."
Theresa cracked open the door to find material scattered across the room. And what was to be Theresa wedding gown on a dressmaker dummy. Charity was on the floor, pins sticking out of her mouth. She appeared to be sewing the sequins and the pearls onto the train. The sight of the dress took Theresa's breath away. She couldn't believe how magnificent it looked and it wasn't even complete. The light shining from the nearby window caused a sparkle that seemed out of this world. Theresa put her hand to her lips to suppress the cry of bliss that she was sure would burst out of her at any moment.
"Oh Theresa it's you." Said Charity as she took the pins from her mouth and wiped at the perspiration on her forehead. Theresa at this time had sat on Charity's bed. Theresa couldn't tear her eyes away from the gown. Charity glanced back at the dress.
"What's wrong Theresa? Did I do something wrong with the dress? Because of I did I'm sure there's time that I can easily fix it." She said a little worried.
"Oh no Charity, it's nothing like that it's just the dress.. It's beautiful." Said Theresa tears flowing from her eyes. Before Theresa could stop herself she was weeping. Charity ran to Theresa's side and put an arm around her shoulder.
"Theresa? What's wrong?" Charity asked a little scared at this point. After a moment Theresa was able to calm herself.
"I'm so sorry Charity. I think it might just be the hormones. I'm getting a bit.. a bit too emotional." Said Theresa wiping at the tears with her sleeve.
Charity gave a small giggle before she moved away from Theresa and handed her a tissue.
"Thanks."
"Well at least I know you like it so far." Said Charity moving back towards the dress. "So far the dress is almost complete, all that's left is to finish sewing on the sequins, crystals, and pearls onto the bodice and.. Well the rest of the dress and then maybe make a few alterations depending on how it fits." She said lifting her hand to her chin, she seemed to be in thought for a second. "You know we should probably try it on you and see how it fits now." She said smiling.
A/N: Okay that's where I'll end the chapter for today and I'll try to get the next chapter up as soon as possible. Thanks go to all those who reviewed. I love ya'll so much wipes at a tear.
Anyway I happened to reread some of the past reviews for this fic and I realized that I hadn't responded to one of Therox4ever's reviews (really sorry) when you asked 'What am I now' if I stopped designing gowns, well I still draw but not dresses I write during my free time (of course), I dance and once school starts again I'll be taking a drama course. (As you can see I'm into the fine arts) To tell you the truth I don't know really why I stopped but I don't know I think I just fell in love more with writing it's what keeps me sane even if I haven't quite mastered it. Yet. Anyway this is a long author's note and I think I'll just end by saying that I should hope to post another chapter really soon.
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