Author's Note: What'd you know? Two chapters in one day! Wow! Anyway, I hope you likemy wedding chapter! I should be posting the last two chapters of this story tomorrow, but no worries! I've got another in the making! It's called 'Do You Believe in Magic?' Watch for it, kay?

"I hate suits!" Two Bit complained, pulling on his tie. "Why do I hafta wear one?"

"Because you're in the wedding." Steve snapped. "Stop complain', would ya? All you gotta do is stand there and look good. I'm the one who has to like, talk and stuff."

Soda looked up from his dress shoes. "Hey, we look pretty good. We might even be able to pass as Soc's yet."

Steve pretended to gag. "Man, it's my wedding day. Are you tryin' to ruin it?"

"Uh, yes?"

"Oh, shut up."

Ponyboy stuck his head in the room. "It's almost time, Steve. You ready to head up front?"

Steve shrugged, then smiled. "As ready as I'm gonna get, I guess."

He felt like he was gonna pass out.

"Easy, guy." Two Bit said, patting his back. "I swear, you look like you're about to yark." Then he seemed to remember that he was in a church. He looked upward. "Sorry, God. It's just an expression."

Steve rolled his eyes. "Soda, you got the ring, right?"

"In my pocket." Soda said. "I think."

"You think?"

"He has it." Darry joined them. "I made sure he did. Stop worrying, Steve."

"Yeah, everything's gonna be fine." Ponyboy added.

"It's time." Two Bit hissed.

The five of them stood up in front of the church, next to the altar. Steve was taking deep breaths. In thirty minutes time, he'd be married.

"So, I'm thinking kisses." Beth was saying in the back of the church. "How is Steve going to kiss you?"

Alana shrugged. "I have no idea."

"It's your first kiss as a married woman." Grace interjected, applying some blush to Alana's cheeks. "It has to be passionate."

Alana shrugged again. "I just don't think it's acceptable to be like, making out in front of God and all our relatives."

"So, you just want some dry, tasteless kiss?" Grace asked.

"No…it should be soft and sweet."

"Tongue?" Beth asked, pulling her stockings up.

"A little tongue. Not porno tongue. Church tongue."

"Church tongue?" Her mother piped up. "What's church tongue?"

"When I find out, I'll let you know." She answered, zipping her dress up. "How do I look?"

"Gorgeous!" The others assured her.

And she did. Her dress was simple, long and an off white color. She was wearing her hair down long, with a wreath of baby's breath flowers in her hair. Her bridesmaids, which included Beth, Grace, and two of her cousins, were all wearing pale pink dresses.

Mr. Donaldson knocked on the door. "The boys are already out front." He said. "My, you girls look lovely. Alana, you look beautiful."

"Thanks, Erik." She said. He was walking her down the aisle. "Are you ready?"

"I sure am." He answered.

Alana's mother had gone to sit in the front row and the other girls lined up. First was the two little flower girls, Steve's little twin cousins, Katie and Karin. Then were Beth, then Grace, then Alana's cousins, Jennie and Kasey. The wedding march started and the girls began to walk.

Alana was clutching her stepfather like he was a life saver and she was drowning in the ocean. She could see Steve waiting for her at the end of the aisle. He looked so good, she thought and he was smiling at her. She knew that Soda, her brother, Pony, and Darry were standing beside him, but she could barely tear her eyes from Steve long enough to look at them. After what seemed to be hours, but was only actually minutes, they reached the altar.

"Who gives this woman to this man?" The priest asked.

"Her mother and I." Mr. Donaldson answered. He kissed Alana on the cheek and patted Steve on the shoulder, then went to sit with his wife in the front pew.

Steve was trying to remember how they'd rehearsed this the night before. He took both of Alana's hands in his.

"Dearly beloved," The priest started. "We are gathered here today in the sight of God to join this man and this woman in Holy Matrimony. If there are any objections, will you please let them be known now?" He paused, but the church was quiet. "Do you have the rings?" He asked and Soda handed Steve Alana's ring. "Now, Steven, repeat after me: I, Steven, give you, Alana, this ring as a symbol of my commitment, to love honor, and respect you. With this ring, I thee wed."

Steve took a deep breath. "I, Steven, give you, Alana, this ring as a symbol of my commitment, to love honor, and respect you. With this ring, I thee wed." He slipped the ring on her finger.

"Now, Alana." The priest had her repeat the same vows. She then slipped the ring on his finger.

"Do you, Steven Joshua Randle, take Alana Leigh Matthews to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold from this day forth, in sickness and in health, as long as you both shall live?"

"I do."

"And do you, Alana Leigh Matthews, take Steven Joshua Randle to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold from this day forth, in sickness and in health, as long as you both shall live?"

"I do."

"In as much as you have each pledged to the other your lifelong commitment, love and devotion, I now pronounce you husband and wife, in the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit. Those whom God has joined together let no one put asunder." He paused. "Well, son, you may kiss your bride."

Steve kissed her while all their guest clapped and whooped and the next thing he knew they were walking down the aisle.

"You did it!" Soda was saying.

"Soda was crying!" Two Bit announced.

"So were you!" Ponyboy pointed out.

"Hey, she's my sister! It's my God given right!"

"Yeah, okay."

You're just too good to be true

Can't take my eyes off you

You'd be like heaven to touch

I wanna hold you so much

At long last love has arrived

And I thank God I'm alive

You're just too good to be true

Can't take my eyes off you

Steve and Alana twirled all over the dance floor. Alana had decided that this was the most fun wedding reception that she'd ever been too. Maybe because it was hers. It had been going on for awhile. They'd already danced several dances and eaten cake.

A fast song had started to play and Steve twirled her around, right in to Soda. "Can I have this dance?" He asked. Steve nodded.

"Sure, as long as Alana doesn't mind."

"Of course not."

And that's how it started. Next thing she knew, she was dancing with Ponyboy, then Darry, and finally her brother.

"You look so pretty." Two Bit told her. "Like a princess or something."

"I do not." She blushed.

"Yeah. You do." He sighed. "The house is gonna be lonely without you in it."

"Well, I guess you and Grace'll have to hurry up and get hitched, huh?"

He laughed. "I don't know if I'm ready for that yet."

A few hours later, they were sitting in Steve's car and driving away. Alana was waving to her friends and family.

"Have fun, Steve-O!" Two Bit shouted. "Take care of my sister, or I'll kill you!"

"Happy?" Steve asked as they pulled out onto the road.

"Very." She said.

And she was.