A/N: So a few months pass btw the last chapter and this one, and this is kind of a filler chapter so we know how everything is going and such…

"Speak to me, when all you got to keep is strong
Move along, move along like I know you do
And even when your hope is gone
Move along, move along just to make it through
Move along
Move along"

-All American Rejects, Move along

Randy flinched as he sat on the leather couch with a beer in his hand. The first three buttons of his blue silk shirt was unbuttoned and his feet were up on the table. "Babe" He called out as Riley slammed another door completely ignoring him

"Baby!" he tried again to no avail. He sighed and placed his feet on the floor about to get up and stop her from her next step which would be to throw things. The Legend Killer wasn't scared of very many things, but one thing he was scared of was his girlfriend pissed off. Randy placed his beer on the coaster that he knew he better use and stood up. About to head towards the bedroom he stepped backwards as hurricane Riley came sweeping into the living room. She was a sight to behold. Her light pink floral skirt hit right below her knees and she had on a light pink matching halter. Over her arm was a matching blazer that she would wear in the church they were headed to. Tonight was her graduation mass at school, and Riley was singing with the liturgy club. Meaning dress decent. Her toes and nails were done to perfection, her feet clad in strappy white high heel sandals. Her hair, which had grown to a mid back length, was back to its original black color and the riots of natural curls were held up loosely by a clamp. She looked beautiful. But the reason Randy stepped back was the look in her eyes. She was pissed. Randy didn't think that Jesus Christ himself would attempt to talk to Riley right now.

"Baby" He started

"CAN YOU FUCKING BELIEVE THIS!" Riley screamed waving a piece of paper all around

"I don't know sweetheart…"Randy tried to say being that he didn't know what the fuck was written on that piece of paper

"Of course you would protect them! OF COURSE! YOU WANT EVERYONE TO BE HAPPY GO LUCKY IN THE MOMENT, YOU DON'T GIVE A SHIT ABOUT THE FUTURE!" Riley screamed. Randy blinked and sighed. Yes, it was indeed that time of the month, and Randy had often kidded around with some of the boys in the locker room that he wished that he would just get Riley pregnant so that the damn pms would stop. This wish stopped once he witnessed Riley's close friend Ms. Stephanie McMahon Helmsley in action during a pregnant mood swing. He'd take this any day over that.

Randy watched as his girlfriend stomped over to her computer and logged on to aim. She placed the piece of paper down on the computer desk and began to type furiously. No doubt she was iming Missy.

Reaching over his girlfriends shoulder and grabbed the paper and dropped a kiss on Riley's shoulder on his way back to his beer.

"You are cordially invited to the wedding of Ismael Smith and Jessica Morris" Randy silently read. Ah. That was it. Riley's 20 year old cousin, Omar's brother, was getting married, to Jessica Morris, who according to Riley was a "no-good-snooty-uptight-money-hungry-doesn't –deserve-to-breathe-the-same-air-as-my-cousin-bitch" Needless to say Riley hated the girl. And while Randy agreed that the girl was a bit uptight and snobby, and had sat a bit too close to Randy then Randy liked, never mind Riley liked, Randy wasn't against the marriage. He had seen Ismael and Jessica together and they looked like they were heads over heels in love.

Randy and Riley had been together for about four months now, and Riley's graduation from high school was no more then a blink of an eye away. The graduation mass was tonight and there was not a doubt in Randy's mind that Riley was going to be hysterical afterwards, as the graduation mass summed up basically the past four years of the graduates life. How he fell in love with an eighteen year old, he'd never know, but he did, and that means that he sucked it up and dealt with everything concerning Riley, all because he loved her. Randy knew that it wasn't just the wedding that Riley was freaking out about, and it wasn't the fact that she was a bridesmaid in a wedding that she did not approve of. It was the fact that by the end of the month Riley would have graduated high school, and she was going to college.

Randy placed the invitation down on the glass table in front of him and gently picked up the beer. He gazed at Riley and then shifted his gaze out towards the city skyline. Ismael and Jessica had been serious since about the age Riley was now. Which means that not only did everyone see this union coming, but they also had their eyes trained on Riley for any slightest hint of an engagement ring, a break up, or a baby. And that was their guesses in that order. And all Randy wanted to happen was for Riley to graduate high school, and go to college. Baby and Wedding talking could wait till after college. And Randy wasn't just adamant about that for his life's sake, lord knows that Omar and Santiago would have him killed if he so much as said the words will and marry in the same sentence to Riley. He was serious about this. Riley wanted to be a journalist. And she would be. She would be attending a school not far from her current home, but she would be dorming. When Randy was in town, she would stay with him. Her parents, Randy didn't know what the deal was with them, he honestly didn't care. He knew they would probably be at the graduation mass that night, and they would be at the graduation. Riley was going to be traveling with Randy after graduation, coming home every two weeks, going on the road for two weeks. She needed to be with her friends for their last summer together as much as she needed to be with Randy. No doubt she would also need a break from being around John 24/7 being that them still hadn't hashed out their problems.

Riley's disease was in check, she was on meds, and so far so good. Life was as damn close to perfect for Riley and Randy as it was gonna get. They were moving along with their lives, together and in sync. They accepted each other as they were, and dealt with problems as they came along, be them with friends, family or otherwise.

"Babe?" Riley walked over to Randy and settled down in his lap, her face in his neck. Randy wrapped his arm around his girlfriend's waist and kissed her hair.

"Yea?" he answered

"I really don't wanna grow up"

Randy sighed. He didn't want her to either. She was perfect right now. Snuggled into his chest, her face in his neck, her hair tickling his nose. Right now she was his, and that was perfect. Come August, when she moved into college, she was going to be experiencing new things, with new people. And she would never be the same.

"Time to go babe" Randy said gently looking at the clock. It was time to go to her graduation mass, where she would sing her little heart out with Madison and Jackie by her side, Missy in the audience, with him and Mr. Santiago sitting side by side in the last few pews of the church.

In a blink of an eye Riley was graduating. And then in the few moments after that she was leaving and going to college. And lord knew what was going to happen then.