A/N: a few small revisions on here too

Where ever Rose is…

Surrounded by her parents and their current spouses in a chic French restaurant, Rose sat back in her chair and serenely watched their looks of astonishment and disbelief.

"Darling be sensible. Isn't it enough that the two of you are getting married so young?" her mother, Grace, asked, flashing a diamond studded watch in the afternoon light. "What do you really know about this boy anyway? From what you've told me about him, he sounds terribly…common."

Rose gritted her teeth and pasted on a fake smile, "Mother, Simon and I love each other very much and I am being sensible. Don't be such a snob. Simon is not common; he's sweet and kind and oddly enough puts up with me. Need I remind you about Dave, the 23 year-old lifeguard that you almost married 2 years ago?"

"That was different," she sniffed haughtily, patting her perfectly placed hair, "he was well versed in Fung Shui and was like a tiger in…"

Rose's father cleared his throat and glared back at his ex-wife when she narrowed her violet eyes and ground her expensive heels into his foot under the table.

"I think what your mother is trying to say is that you and Simon should take a little more time and really get to know one another. Marriage isn't always easy, if anyone knows that your mother and I do. It takes work, time and effort; you just can't jump into it blindly and expect everything to be perfect. We're only saying this because we love you and want you to be happy," he added with a small smile, patting his daughter's hand affectionately.

"Pfftt…" an unladylike snort turned their attention to Grace, "Oh come on Jonathan, tell her the truth. We can't let our friends think that we cannot afford a proper wedding for our daughter; we'll be social piranhas. Well, at least Joseph and I will. It's not like you and your wife," she gestured towards at Jonathan's wife Lonnie, "Tonnie, never had any real class to begin with."

"Johnny," his newest wife Lonnie warned, holding him in his seat. "And my name is Lonnie."

Grace laughed shrilly and pecked her new husband on chin as he leaned towards her. "Tonnie, Lonnie, what's the difference."

"Look, I've just had about enough out of…"

Rose's cell phone rang, a feeling of relief rushing through her when she recognized Simon's number.

"Simon?"

"Rose? What's wrong?" he asked with concern.

"I think we should get married tonight."

"Tonight? Why tonight? Rose what's going on?"

She sighed before answering, "Nothing that a few psychiatrists and alcohol can't fix. Please Simon; say we can be married tonight," she coaxed. "I love you so much and I can't wait to be at your side as your wife, please say you'll do this for me?"

"Uh, I guess so," he hesitated at first but rushed to continue when he heard a sob in her voice, "I love you too Rose, and I'd do anything to make you happy. Tonight you'll be my wife."

The Camden's kitchen…

"Well, are you just going to let them continue on like that?" Annie questioned Eric as they continued to look through the back door's window in shocked fascination.

"I just can't go bursting in on them like that. Ruthie will think that we don't trust her…we do trust her don't we?" he asked quickly as Annie tilted her head, her eyes widening to emphasis her point. "I guess we do. I'll, umm…I'll go right out there and take care of that…I mean them."

She smiled and patted him on the back, "Good, let me know how it turns out. Come along boys, we have a bedroom that needs picking up." She held her hands out to the twins and ignored the sulk on Eric's face.

Eric breathed a sigh of relief as he saw Lucy and Kevin coming through the gate. "Saved by Lucy."

Outside 5 minutes before…

"Ruthie?" Martin whispered, smiling as he watched the look of pure heaven on Ruthie's face, her eyelids tightly closed.

"Hmm?"

"Why didn't we do this sooner?"

She opened her eyes and looked up at him with confusion. "Do what sooner?"

Wrapping his arm around her back, he pulled her into the heated curve of his body and began lowering his head again. "This. You and me, together, kissing. Its lots of fun," he chuckled, "and to think we could have been doing this all along," he whispered huskily, dipping lower till they were half bent over the picnic table.

"Wow, this isn't exactly something you see in your parent's back yard every day," came Lucy's stunned voice from the open back gate, Kevin grinning and nodding his head with male glee.

"Yeah, a free show. Ouch," he grimaced as Lucy's arm shot out, smacking his stomach with a loud thud.

Martin pulled his arms away from Ruthie as if burnt.

"Hey," Ruthie screeched as she fell to the ground in a heap.

"Oh, sorry Ruthie." Laughing nervously, Martin reached his hands out to her to help her up but she slapped them away and got to her feet, wiping leaves off her jeans and sweater.