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"Where's Francie?" Sydney asked as she and Ainsley headed to the car after the rehearsal dinner.

"She left about half an hour ago. She's picking up the dresses from her apartment and then heading to your place." Ainsley explained, opening the car door. "She's got Mike's key."

"Oh ok." Sydney got into the car and the two of them fell into silence as Ainsley drove them home.

"Hey, you're back!" Francie exclaimed as Sydney and Ainsley walked through the front door.

"Yeah…" Sydney sniffed. "Are you cooking popcorn?"

"Yup," Francie smiled. "And there's chips, dip, chocolate, cookie dough…and the essentials: Dirty Dancing, The Notebook, Grease, Breakfast at Tiffany's and, ahem, The Terminator."

"That was my choice," Ainsley added.

Sydney grinned. "Movie night, hey?"

Francie nodded. "And not just any movie night. We're talking about a pyjama wearing, doonas in the living room, high school reminiscent movie night."

"Since the ceremony isn't until late afternoon, we thought you wouldn't mind staying up." Ainsley said. "So what do you say?"

"I say that I'm going to get changed and I expect Johnny to be on that screen by the time I get back."

Sydney, Francie and Ainsley ended up sleeping on mattresses on the living room floor, and woke up to a banging on the front door.

"I brought brunch," Amy announced after Sydney had let her in. Spying the living room she let out a laugh. "Looks like you had fun last night. Me, on the other hand, had a crying six month old to contend with."

"Dillon's not sick, is he?" Sydney asked, concerned.

"No," Amy smiled. "He just takes after his uncle."

"What time is Mandy getting here?" Ainsley asked, referring to the woman who would be doing their make-up and hair.

Sydney looked at the clock. "Soon," she replied. "So I guess we should get stuck into these," she smiled, pointing to the croissants that Amy was laying out.

"Sounds good to me," Francie declared.

Vaughn, Weiss, Will and Craig were also having a pretty leisurely morning, with all four of them embroiled in a SSX 3 tournament on the Playstation 2.

"Oh yeah! Did you see that?" Will yelled and Craig turned to him, his expression bemused.

"Dude, you just stacked it."

"Yeah, but it was still a better run than my last one," Will shot back.

Vaughn laughed as he walked across from the kitchen. "Hey Weiss."

"Yeah?"

"Could you do me a favour?"

"Sure," Weiss got up from the couch and approached him. "What is it?"

Vaughn handed him an envelope. "Could you take that to Sydney for me."

"Now?"

"Yes, now."

"What is it?"

"It's just something that I want for her to have" Vaughn replied. "So, can you do this for me?"

"Sure…if you let me beat you at the game when I get back." Weiss leaned in covertly. "I kind of have a bet going with Craig that I can beat you on the half pipe."

Vaughn laughed. "Deal."

"Agh!" Weiss yelled and stepped back from the door. "It's the monster from the deep."

"What?" Ainsley put a hand on her hip. "No Little Mermaid references today?"

"Not when you look like that," Weiss said jokingly, referring to Ainsley's get up of dressing gown and hair rollers. He stepped inside and placed a kiss on her lips. "I have a very important mission, so where is our bride?"

"She is here," Sydney replied coming out of the hallway leading to the bedroom. "Mandy says she is ready to do your make-up, Ainz."

"Ok," Ainsley turned back to Weiss and pressed her lips into his. "I'll see you later, stud."

"Looking forward to it, my little monster."

Poking her tongue out and laughing, Ainsley headed towards the bedroom. Sydney watched after her and then turned to Weiss.

"So what are you doing here, Houdini?" she asked.

"Performing my best man duties," Weiss replied, holding up the envelope. "Vaughn asked me to deliver this."

Curiously, Sydney took the envelope from him. "What is it?"

"I don't know…and believe you me, it took all of my will power not to take a peek on my way over here."

Sydney laughed and Weiss leaned across to give her a quick hug.

"I'll leave you alone to open it- as long as you tell me what it is at the reception."

"Ok." Sydney smiled as Weiss headed to the front door. "Thanks Houdini."

"You're welcome," he said before closing the door behind him.

Sitting down at the kitchen bench, Sydney opened the envelope and pulled out a note.

Syd,
Just a little something new.
Love you,
Vaughn.

With a smile, Sydney looked back in the envelope and pulled out a tiny charm in the shape of two conjoined rings. She had to let out a small laugh. She had never told Vaughn that she would be wearing her charm bracelet, but somehow he just knew.

After putting the charm on the bracelet, something occurred to her. Sydney couldn't believe that it had slipped her mind.

"Fran, Ainz, Amy!" she called, running towards the bedroom. "I've got a problem."

"All done," Weiss announced, letting himself back into the apartment.

Vaughn looked up from the couch, where he was watching Craig's continuous defeat of Will. "Thanks."

"You should see it over there." Weiss shook his head. "And I thought the preperations for the bridal shower were bad."

"Ok, ok." Francie held up her hands. "Something old?"

"My mother's necklace." Sydney replied.

"Something new?"

"The charm that Vaughn just gave me."

"What?" Amy walked across. "What charm?"

Sydney held up her wrist. "This one."

"Oh my god," Amy said exultantly. "That guy is incredible."

"I know," Sydney beamed.

"We are getting off track here," Francie interjected. "Something borrowed?"

"Nothing." Sydney replied.

"Hmm," Francie mused, concerned. "What about something blue?"

Sydney shrugged. "I don't know…does underwear count?"

"Of course it does," Ainsley called out from where Mandy was working on her hair.

Mandy was nodding in agreement. "It's true. I've known many brides using underwear to get past that one."

"Well, where else are they going to get away with wearing blue on their wedding day?" Amy asked.

"What if they've gone for the non-traditional stuff?" Ainsley pointed out. "Then they could wear a blue dress."

"I wore pink." Mandy informed them.

"Really?" Amy looked at her. "You know I always imagined wearing a pale green if Troy and I ever decided to get married."

"You would look great in green," Mandy said. "Your colouring is perfect—"

"Guys!" Francie burst in. "There is still Sydney's problem of something borrowed."

"Maybe I should just forget this." Sydney said. "Three out of four ain't bad."

"No," Francie said firmly. "You are going to have something borrowed." Her eyes suddenly lit up and then she ran out into the lounge room.

"What is she doing?" Ainsley wondered aloud.

"With Francie, who knows," Amy shrugged.

"Here." Francie was back and offering Sydney something.

"What is that?" Sydney asked.

"It's a dollar from the first meal paid for at Deep Inside," Francie explained. "I guess you could say that I have kind of adopted it as a good luck charm. You can borrow it for today."

"Oh Francie," Sydney sighed and threw her arms around her. "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

"Where I am going to put this?"

"How about slipping it in your garter?" Ainsley suggested slyly.

"What? Like a stripper?" Francie said, aghast. "She can't do that!" She turned to Sydney. "You're taking a small bag, right? For the essentials?"

"Yup. Lip gloss, tissues, band aids," Sydney listed off.

"Good. Put it in there." Francie replied. "Just make sure you don't spend it."

"And when you've done that," Amy added, "it's about time that we get you in that dress of yours."

"You ready?" Weiss came up behind Vaughn. "The car is here."

Vaughn nodded, adjusted his jacket. "I'm ready. Let's go." They made their way outside, with Will and Craig following closely behind.

"You do realize that we are rushing for no reason," Will said. "Francie is over there. She has to get dressed and ready."

Vaughn laughed as he turned to Weiss. "Have you got the rings?"

Weiss patted his breast pocket. "Safe and sound."

Vaughn nodded. "Well, then let's get the lead out. I don't want to wait any longer."

Sydney was standing in front of the full-length mirror in her and Vaughn's bedroom, trying to take in her appearance. She was dressed in her gown, with her veil flowing down from her hair that was pinned up loosely, with a few stray tendrils framing her face. She played absentmindedly with her mother's necklace. It was hard to believe that it was her standing there.

A slight movement in the background caught her eye and she turned around. Jack had just entered the bedroom.

Sydney smiled. "Hey dad."

Jack looked at her for a few seconds. "You look beautiful, sweetheart."

"Thanks." Sydney turned back to the mirror. "It feels so weird to be dressed up like this."

Jack stepped forward. "I just wish that your mother could be here today. She would have been so happy for you…I'm happy for you."

Sydney faced him. "Really?" she asked.

"Yes, really." Jack gave her a small smile. "My little girl has gone and grown up on me."

With a sigh, Sydney gave him a hug. "I'll always be your little girl, dad…as long as you want me to be."

"I know." Jack said quietly. As they separated he spied the necklace around Sydney's neck. "You look so much like her, you know."

Sydney didn't get a chance to respond.

"Syd!" Francie's voice travelled loudly down the hallway. "The limo is here."

"Well," Jack offered Sydney his arm. "I guess we should go."

Sydney nodded, took his arm and then the two of them headed out of the bedroom.

A/N: Three more chaps to go...