A/N: Well, it hasn't been such a long time since I started this story as I thought. Chapter three coming soon; hopefully. Just enjoy chapter two and be grateful:D

Angela was on the phone when Tony walked in. She waved at him before she turned away from him. Mona walked in from the kitchen.

"I thought I saw your van pull up. Angela's been on the phone all day. She seemed upset about something earlier." Mona replied. Tony looked at his fiancé. He loved her, but she could harness her anger better than she does. When she hung up the phone, Angela turned to him. All the color drained completely out of her face, but her eyes were full of fire.

"What's the matter?" She took in a deep breath.

"We are getting married in two days and they over booked the church!" Tony touched her shoulders.

"Angela, it'll be fine." Angela pulled away without paying attention to him.

"What are we going to do? We need a place to get married." Angela paced on the living room floor behind the couch. Tony walked up behind her and stopped her from pacing.

"Angela, really it'll be okay."

"Tony," Angela started to say. He shook his head.

"I don't care where we get married as long as I'm with you." Angela looked into his eyes and sighed.

"You wanted a big church wedding remember? You and Marie eloped, so you wanted a larger ceremony this time?" Tony nodded.

"But you wanted something intimate because you had a big wedding the first time around. That's what compromise is." The door opened and Tony and Angela saw Samantha and Hank walk in.

"Hi everybody." Hank smiled. Sam looked at Tony and Angela.

"What's wrong?" Sam questioned.

"What?" Tony asked. Samantha stuck her pointer finger in his face.

"I know that look. Something's wrong." Angela sighed.

"The church cancelled our service."

"You can't have the wedding in the church?" Sam asked.

"We can still get married; it just won't be a church wedding." Tony said. Samantha looked between her dad and Angela.

"Why don't you get married here?" Sam asked.

"Here?" Angela trilled.

"Well yeah, you live here. It won't be big, but it'll be nice to be married in the backyard." Tony and Angela exchanged glances and she smiled.

"It does sound rather intimate Tony." He nodded.

"I say we go for it Angela." Tony smiled. Then he kissed her. "I was being honest. As long as I'm with you, I don't care where the service is."

"Get a room!" Mona hollered before walking out the door. Both Angela and Tony watched her walk out of the house closing the door behind her.

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The day of the wedding, Angela was shaking in her bedroom. Mona and Samantha were with her.

"You don't have to be scared Angela. Dad loves you and I know you love him too." Angela nodded.

"I do Samantha. You've been my daughter for eight years, it's about time I'm your father's wife." Sam hugged her.

"I love you Angela. You've been there when dad couldn't play both mother and father to me anymore." They hugged and shared a good cry.

"Well, we better be moving Angela. Tony's waited eight years already; we shouldn't let him wait any longer." Angela nodded. She looked around her bedroom of the last fifteen years. The next time she came up to her bedroom, she'd be a married woman. It wouldn't be her room anymore; it would be theirs. It warmed her heart to think about sharing her life with Tony, but she was still afraid that she wouldn't succeed in marriage the way she should.

A/N: I'm sorry this chapter isn't as long as the last one; but I'm hot and tired, so I made it shorter=)