The smell of her hair filled my nostrils as we slowly danced to the song flightless bird American mouth by iron and wine, for the first time as a married couple.

I smiled to myself, "I don't know anything that could make this moment better."

Clare lightly sighed, squeezing her arms a little tighter around my neck. "I can think of something."

"Oh, and what would that be?" I lightly chuckled. "Jerky?"

"No. Adam Torres." She heavily breathed.

I felt my body stiffen as his face appeared in my mind. "I wish he could have stood beside me today, and I wish I could have heard his best man speech about being a third wheel officially now. He would have been so happy about us getting married, I wish he was here too Clare. I really do."

Clare pulled away enough so that we were facing each other, and when our eyes met I could see tears sitting on the rims of her eyes. "Eli, what if it had been me instead of him?"

My face fell, and my heart began to pace. "Why would you ask me that? It wasn't. It wasn't you, so don't talk like that."

"Would you have been ok? Do you think you would have moved on, and lived a normal life?"

I pursed my lips together in a straight line, I couldn't understand where this was coming from. "I wouldn't have been ok, not at all, not ever again. You survived though Clare, and you're alive, and you're here with me. I don't know why you beat yourself up about this, it isn't your fault he didn't live, and you did. We talked about this the other night, nothing is going to happen to you, why are you bringing this up right now? Did something happen?"

She could see the upset expression on my face, and she lightly smiled. "No reason, I just was thinking about Adam, and my mind started to drift. I'm happy too, and I'm sorry for brining that up. I love you."

The song ended and I kissed her lightly on the forehead, "I love you too. This is the best day of my life, let's enjoy it ok? I know Adam would want that for us."

Clare took my hand, and as we began to walk off the dance floor everyone started to clap. The DJ came over the speakers, a little loud for my liking. "Alright everyone lets here it for the happy newlyweds. As they leave the dance floor, don't be afraid to make your way onto it. I'm DJ Zip, and I'll be here all night."

I looked at Clare and rolled my eyes, and before she could respond Adam ran up to us, putting his arms up in the air. "I want to dance wit you guys now!"

I laughed picking him up into my arms, and looked at Clare. "Well?"

She nodded, and smiled wide. "Lets dance."

We walked back onto the dance floor along with many of our guests, and we began to dance. Both of us held Adam with one arm so that he was in between us, he was grinning ear to ear. The three of us spun around in circles for what felt like hours, we finally stopped, but only because we were about to run into an elderly couple. "Faster, faster, don't stop guys!"

I laughed enjoying his smile, as a new song started. "Ready to go again Clare?"

She looked at me nodding, but her face was red, and she was breathing heavy. "Ready." She whispered.

I set Adam down, beginning to feel concerned for Clare. "Buddy go play, mom and dad need to talk for a little bit ok."

Adam scrunched his face in anger. "No I want to dance!"

I looked over at Clare who was still heaving heavily. "Adam I said now, go find grandma Edwards. We'll be there in a minute."

"I can take him off your hands for a moment." Clare and I turned our heads around, it was Zig.

Adam ran passed us and into his arms. "Ziggy, did you come to play!"

Zig squeezed him tight, and spun him around. "Of course buddy, whatever makes you happy. I missed you so much!"

I tried to stay calm, I didn't want a repeat of the last time I saw Zig. I looked to Clare as she took a step forehead. "Zig put Adam down, please. Eli and I want him with my mother right now."

Zig looked to Adam sadly, and set him down. "Listen son, your mother wants you to go with Grandma Edwards for a minute." Adams face fell in disappointment. "Don't worry though, I'll be over to play with you in a little while."

Adam smiled, and high fived Zig before running off. "Can the three of us talk?" He asked.

I spoke so only Clare could hear me over the music. "What do you wanna do Clare? Are you ok to talk to him, you're looking a little sick. If you're not up to it, we don't have to. It's your day, I don't want it ruined."

Clare looked away from me to Zig, "Follow us!" She yelled. She grabbed my hand and led us over to the back fence of Alli's backyard.

Zig waisted no time, and began to go off on Clare. "You know why I'm here, I don't want to ruin your little wedding, but it's been long enough! What you've done should be illegal, it's low Clare. My lawyer is going to be serving you with papers tomorrow morning. I felt I should let you know that I'm going to come at you with everything I have."

I squinted my eyes in anger. "Are you serious? It's our wedding day, and you're going to pull this shit? This couldn't have waited, you had to come here and purposely upset my wife?"

Clare's face became red again, but this time from anger. "Zig no! Why? Why can't you just let this go. What did I ever do to you that was so bad!"

"Clare you know why I have to do this!"

Clare began screaming at Zig so loud that despite how far we were from the crowd, people began to look our way.b"I hate you! I hate you! He's my son, not yours! Damn you, damn you Zig!"

Clare began to hit Zig in the chest, and I immediately began pulling her back. "Clare stop it, stop! This isn't the answer, calm down!"

I had my arms wrapped around her waist holding her back, and as I made eye contact with Zig I could see the worry written on his face. "Clare, are you ok?" He took a few steps closer, causing me to snap.

"Stay away Zig, I'm warning you."

Zig kept stepping forward despite my protests, his eyes filled with panic. "Eli shut up for one second, she's having a panic attack, do something."

In my frantic effort to get her away from Zig I hadn't noticed how heavy Clare had become, or how heavy she was breathing. When I let go of her, her knees gave out, causing her to grab onto my shoulders. I stopped her from falling to the floor, and bent down on my knees holding onto Clare. As we sat on the floor and I made eye contact with her, I couldn't see anything in her eyes. It was like she was looking at me, but not really looking, like she was somewhere else. "Clare? Baby, Clare talk to me. Everything's fine, just breath." She still didn't say anything, and I couldn't control myself anymore, I let the crazy out. "Clare! Clare stop it please, please say something!" My face was twisted in pain as tears ran down my cheeks, and I began blubbering nonsense.

Zig knelt down beside me, wearing the same expression. "Clare talk to us please, I'm sorry, ok? I'm sorry I ruined your wedding, I'm sorry dammit! I just wanted to see Adam, that's all I wanted."

At the mention of Adam's name Clare finally averted her eyes towards me, barley whispering her words. "Don't let him see me like this. Don't let him see Eli."

Clare's head fell, and she became unconscious. My eyes became wide as I looked at Zig. "Take her, please." Zig took her in his arms without question, and I began running back towards the crowd. I caught sight of my dad, and Clare's mother with Adam. I ran over to him, screaming and crying. "Dad help her, somebody help her!"

My father pulled me away from a frightened Adam. "Son what's wrong, use your words, I can't understand you!"

I looked up at him with my lip quivering. "Please call 911, I don't have my phone, call someone! Call someone! Clare needs help dad!"

Bullfrog's eyes widened and he pulled out his phone to call for help, without saying a word. I looked past him at Adam, who had wide eyes, and an afraid look on his face. I walked over to him, and knelt down wrapping my arms around him. I began crying into the crook of his neck, and without a word he wrapped his arms around my neck and squeezed. "Don't cry daddy."

I don't own anything, incase it wasn't obvious. I'm not really happy with this chapter, but here it is anyways. Let me know what you guys thought.