A/N: The final chapter is here! I want to thank all the latest reviewers for their input, especially Miss-Frenchie. I'm incurable at grammatical errors and the like. Love me or hate me. Anyhoo, back to the story. I promise, no more chain-jerking angst. Enjoy!
Chapter 7: I Do
CAREY
It's finally happened, I think I'm losing my mind. I hardly slept a wink during the night, but I suppose that's expected right? Everything up till this point has gone reasonably well. The atmosphere was completely serene until last night at the rehearsal dinner when Mr. Moseby came stumbling in like he's just escaped a screaming mob at a Beatles concert announcing that Maddie's flown back to New York indefinitely. Is the cliché 'the calm before the storm' too strong a phrase for this? And that look on Zack's face when he heard that Maddie was gone; it broke my heart in two just watching it unfold.
I'm not an idiot you know, I've never been naïve about Zack's feelings for Maddie. I've known about them since we first moved to the Tipton. But I assumed that he'd get over it in time, find something or someone else to fixate on. But he never did; if anything, his feelings intensified for her over time. That wouldn't be as disconcerting to a Mother if I knew that Zack was actually happy making himself miserable over Maddie. I have to give Maddie some credit; she did always try to spare Zack's feelings by deflating him as gently as possible.
And then there's all this secrecy. There's obviously something going on with Zack and Maddie ever since they've both been back in Boston. I can't put my finger on it exactly. And the way Kurt put his hand on Zack's shoulder in that protective way let me further know that he was in on the whole thing. That doesn't upset me half as much as it should've, that Zack had confided in his father over me. After all, I have a wedding to plan; Zack obviously didn't want anything to ruin the day for me and I do appreciate that. Whatever it is, I just want to know that Zack's alright, that he will be okay. It was hard to let him go last night, but Arwin was right. I can't baby him forever. He's growing up, he's a man now. I'm glad that he told Kurt what was bothering him. I know I give Kurt a hard time for not being in the boys' lives more, but I know he's trying really hard. I got over him disappointing me a long time ago, I'd like to think that Kurt and I have grown a great deal since then and even become friends. He's finally become the kind of father to Zack and Cody that I'd hoped he would be. And that does make me happy.
As for Zack and Maddie, I almost got the impression of late that Maddie may actually reciprocate Zack's feelings. This surprised me a great deal. Maddie had always been nice to Zack when they were kids, but she hadn't been shy to tell him that he was just a kid, constantly reminding him of the age difference. Had something changed in the last 3 weeks? Is that why she left so suddenly? Whatever it is, I hope that Maddie and Zack can work it out. They've been friends for too long to throw it all away over nothing. Ah, but what if it's not nothing? How would I as his Mother feel if Zack and Maddie took that step down unfamiliar territory? Honestly, I've never even considered it till now.
I just assumed that it was a mute point, the idea of Zack and Maddie being romantically involved seemed taboo. And it's not like I would've allowed that kind of relationship between the two of them while Zack was still a minor. But now, things were clearly different. I've always been fond of Maddie and she's always been close to both Zack and Cody. And Zack's still clearly smitten with her after all this time. If Maddie ever reciprocated Zack's feelings, I wouldn't be opposed to it. She's a truly remarkable woman and she knows exactly how to handle Zack's crazy and often immature whims. And I know her better than any of those skanky ditzy girls that Zack dated in his time. So long as they know what they're getting themselves into, that would be enough for me. Zack needs someone with her head screwed on right and with direction. Maddie needs someone she can be vulnerable with and have fun with. At least I don't have to worry about Cody; Bailey's wonderful, exactly the kind of girl I imagined he would end up with. My only hope is that they don't get too serious too quickly and tie themselves down, like what happened with Kurt and I. Then again, both Zack and Cody know too well about the mistakes Kurt and I made together to know not to rush into anything as complicated as love and marriage. Both Zack and Cody are young, they should be enjoying their lives. Falling in love will come in its own time and manner.
I found out that last part with Arwin a year ago. I at first thought it was because I was lonely because the boys were off at college. Naturally, I would turn to someone for comfort, and why not Arwin? Most people would ask why Arwin at all. It was no secret that Arwin had developed an obsessive-compulsive crush on me ever since the boys and I moved into the Tipton. I had always tried to deflate his intentions as gently as possible without hurting his feelings. Arwin was always a nice guy and he seemed to genuinely care about Zack and Cody.
But somewhere along the line, I found that I wasn't pretending anymore. I began to regard Arwin in a different light: as a man, a friend, a companion, a lover, as Arwin. And to this very hour, I still don't know why things changed. Was it because Arwin really changed, or because I simply changed my point of view? I don't really care what the reason is, because the only reason I care about is that I love Arwin, crazy inventions, silly quirks and all. Arwin actually got a job at a company specializing in micro-electronics because his inventions actually work now. Arwin tells me they finally work because I'm his inspiration, the missing screw.
And now it's finally Saturday morning. There are still a million things I have to do before 14:00. I'm glad the wedding party is fairly intimate; my parents, Arwin's mother, his cousin, my sister, Zack and Cody, Kurt, mine and Arwin's closest friends and twins' peers. Mr. Moseby and London (surprisingly) have been such a great help to Arwin and I throughout. I don't know what I would've done without them. My only hope for those closest to me: my boys, Maddie, London and Mr. Moseby is that they find exactly what they're looking for in life and possess the kind of happiness I feel right now. Today's my wedding day: I'm getting remarried after all this time. In 8 hours, I'm going to walk down the aisle and see Arwin for the first time since last night. The goose bumps are erupting on my body just thinking about it. I'm going to meet the man I love in a few hours. I'm getting married, I'm getting married…
Maddie sat in the airport lounge, every limb and train of thought momentarily stalled and stunted by overwhelming exhaustion. She so desperately wanted to shut her eyes and close up shop for the moment, but she knew she must stave off sleep for as long as possible, until the right time. It was time for vigilance, for coherent thought. Even as Maddie ran her trembling hands through her tousled hair, she could see Brett's face clearly in her mind's eye: his brown hair neatly in place, his mouth curling into a smile, his green eyes. Everything was in its place just like the first day she'd met him, in that crowded sports bar on 49th Street where the Dodgers and Yankees had played for the World Series trophy 2 years ago. Maddie needed to see Brett's face just like this, fresh and elated for old times' sake. Maddie had finally reached that point of no return: the beginning and the end.
"Maddie, I can't believe you're here right now! You're just in time for the festivities! The disciplinary hearing went extremely well! But seriously, what are you doing here? I thought we agreed I was going to fly back to Boston first thing in the morning. You didn't have to come all this way to meet me. What's going on?" Brett asked curiously, his eyes darting across her face. Maddie gently took Brett's hand and led him away from the party on the roof of his apartment complex back to the solitude of his apartment. "Brett, we need to talk. Something's happened." Maddie replied solemnly. Brett was no fool, he knew what that tone of voice meant and the meaning behind those accursed words. But neither he nor Maddie left their positions for a comfortable chair, but remained standing, staring each other down.
And then Maddie told Brett everything that had happened in the last 3 weeks, the last 9 years and things that only the future could know. Brett was silent for 2 solid minutes, a record for a man utterly bewildered and caught off guard. But not inherently heartbroken, Maddie noted with reserved skepticism. "Maddie, I really think we should talk this through." Brett stated firmly, taking hold of her hands. "Why Brett? I've had all day to think it through," Maddie replied sternly. "Maddie, a day is hardly enough time to drop a bomb like this!" Brett persisted in a harsh tone, shaking her shoulders slightly. "I know I'm dropping a bomb on you Brett, and I'm really sorry. But it has to be done, I can't keep living a lie." Maddie replied calmly, disentangling herself from him. "And what do you want me to do with that Maddie?!" Brett demanded exasperatedly, throwing his hands up. In true surreal fashion, Maddie had to bite her lip to stop herself from breaking out into uncontrollable laughter. She had always thought that Brett was smart and quick on the uptake. But today he was being doggedly obtuse and quite frankly, grotesque. Zack would've figured out by now what she was getting at. But Maddie knew this was hard enough without resorting to cheap laughs below the belt. She wouldn't twist the knife further into Brett.
"I don't expect you to do anything with this Brett. You don't have to pat me on the back or be understanding. I don't deserve any of that from you. I'm just telling you how I feel. I should've done it a long time ago, but I doubt I would've been honest enough to try." Maddie replied miserably. "Maddie, you're talking about turning your back on your life in New York, for…a fling." Brett spat out disdainfully. "Zack wasn't and has never been a fling. If I wanted a fling, then I would've had sex with him the night he came up to my hotel room." Maddie remonstrated indignantly. Brett clicked hid tongue impatiently. "And I'm not turning my back on anything Brett, I'm not going to run away from this."
"I give it 3 months. 4 months tops and you'll be back in New York, wishing you could undo it all. This is just a phase Maddie."
"Don't you think you're reaching a little Brett? This isn't a phase. I love Zack and he loves me." Maddie returned firmly, looking Brett dead in the eye.
"You don't love him! You can't love him Maddie, he's a kid!"
"No he's not Brett. I would never have done anything about it when we were kids. But I don't have to worry about that now because I finally know what I want. And I don't have to hide from it anymore. I'm sorry Brett, I hope you can forgive me in time." Maddie responded seriously, finally letting his hand go.
"Maddie, what am I supposed to do now? What am I going to tell everyone?!" Brett demanded angrily, turning red in the face.
"Tell them anything to massage your bruised ego Brett. Tell them I'm a lesbian for all I care. Whatever floats your boat." Maddie retorted carelessly before closing the door silently behind her.
With a sigh, Maddie opened her eyes and gazed around her. She was still at the airport. That very difficult confrontation had taken place the previous night. Maddie wished she had been more tactful towards the end of that conversation. Somehow, telling Brett to tell everyone she was a lesbian to save face hardly seemed appropriate now. But Maddie comforted herself with the knowledge that Zack would have at least gotten a good laugh at her words, had he been there. A smile crept onto her face just thinking about Zack and that made all the difference in the world. It was Saturday morning, 6am [27June] and Maddie was still in New York. All of last night's flights had been cancelled due to an unprecedented storm which had hit during the night, making it unsafe and unwise to depart and arrive in and out of New York. Maddie had slept in her apartment for the night and returned to the airport in the morning. So far, she had been put on a waiting list to sly out to Boston; but when a flight would become available, no one knew. "Talk about a predicament," Maddie muttered while sipping listlessly on a Styrofoam cup of coffee. "How am I going to get back to Boston on time?"
"Excuse me, coming through!" a rather pompous man in overalls announced, nearly colliding with a guest at the Tipton reception desk. He was carrying an assortment of flowers for decorating the gazebo on the Tipton rooftop. At 10am, the first floor of the Tipton was swimming with activity with men and women in all shapes and sizes bustling, carrying all the props necessary for the perfect wedding reception. "Excuse me, would you mind taking care with those chairs?! Take them up to the roof! You there, the wedding cake goes in the kitchen! And if you shove more of my guests out of the way with your bouquet, I'm personally going to shove those roses where the sun don't shine boy!" Mr. Moseby barked, feeling thoroughly annoyed with the entire business.
Mr. Moseby caught sight of London walking towards him. "Oh, I've had just about enough of this colorful menagerie! I'll rest easier when the wedding's finally over." Mr. Moseby said to London in an exasperated tone. "Nonsense, Moseby. You know you secretly love it." London chided knowingly, with a smile on her face. Mr. Moseby relented by grinning as well. "Oh, I suppose you're right. By the way, I need to give Carey the flower bouquets for her and the bridesmaids. What time should they be sent to St. Paul's?" Mr. Moseby inquired quickly of London. "Probably around 10:30, Carey's leaving in 15 minutes." London informed nonchalantly. Just then, her cellphone rang shrilly. "Excuse me, Moseby, I have to take this. It might be daddy." London stated courteously before picking up her phone. Mr. Moseby bustled off rapidly, not wanting to know what Mr. Tipton wanted.
"Hello… Well you're the last person I expected to hear from this morning," London murmured in a surprised tone over the phone while she stood in the busy lobby. "Really? Well do tell… What do you mean you can't talk right now? You called me!" London exclaimed reproachfully. "Okay, I'm sorry, you're right. Well, what's the problem? Uh-huh, how interesting." London mused pensively. "Okay, I've got it. You keep doing what you're doing, I'll take care of the rest. Au revoir." London greeted brightly before hanging up the phone. Without wasting another minute, she began dialing a new number. "And people say I don't get ideas." London murmured airily to herself as the phone on the other end rang.
Maddie hung up her phone for the fifth time in ten minutes. It was pushing 10:45 and still no word from London. Had she come through or not? "It takes four hours to fly to Boston, it's too late already." Maddie muttered miserably to herself. It wasn't like the airport was getting quiet on top of it; there had been a disturbance in the last hour involving the arrival of the Yankees back into New York and a hysterical mob of fans. J.F.K really was dealing with every kind of passenger today. A shadow descended upon Maddie. She looked up hesitantly at a group of five burly looking men in dark suits and sunglasses towering over her. Maddie gulped, thinking this was airport security finally coming to bust her for loitering and littering Styrofoam cups all over the floor. Ten more men of similar description joined the group, forming a tight circle around Maddie. "Ms. Madeline Margaret Genevieve Miranda Catherine Fitzpatrick?" A booming authoritative voice asked leaving little doubt as to its persuasive power.
"Yes," Maddie squeaked in a terrified tone. The crowd of men parted and Maddie came face to face with the voice. Then comprehension dawned on Maddie's face when she realized that despite not recognizing the speaker, she recognized his voice. "Mr. Tipton???" Maddie croaked in a disbelieving voice, losing the use of speech for a split second. "That's correct." Mr. Tipton replied calmly. "Uh, Mr. T-t-t-ipton, this is a pleasant surprise. How did you know who I was?" Maddie asked curiously. "Contrary to popular belief, Ms. Fitzpatrick, I do remember many of my former employees long after they have ceased to work for me. I do recall the outstanding job you did as candy counter girl at the Boston Tipton many years ago." Mr. Tipton explained simply. "Thank you, Mr. Tipton, that's so kind of you to say." Maddie replied graciously, wondering what was coming next. "In addition, my daughter London has always spoken very highly of you, Ms. Fitzpatrick. I'm told you submitted an English creative piece which earned my London an A." Mr. Tipton announced in a tone filled with pride. "Actually, London plagiarized my creative piece and subsequently got an A." Maddie amended.
"Well, same difference. Now to the point: London called me earlier and told me you need to fly back to Boston by 14:00, you can fly with me." Mr. Tipton stated calmly. "Oh no, Mr. Tipton, I really couldn't impose-" "Nonsense, it's no imposition, Ms. Fitzpatrick. I happen to be flying to Boston this minute for a business conference. You can accompany me as my special guest." Mr. Tipton interrupted cordially. "Thank you Mr. Tipton, but I'm afraid it's too late. The wedding I'm attending begins at 2pm and it's a 4-hour flight to Boston. I won't make it on time." Maddie pointed out morosely. "On the contrary Ms Fitzpatrick, you will arrive on time in Boston. My private jet is a Concorde, which means we'll only fly for 2 hours approximately. Now, are there any other questions?" Mr. Tipton asked casually. "No sir." Maddie replied meekly, lowering her gaze. "Well then, it's settled. You will be my special guest, it gets so lonely sometimes flying by myself. Come, we can discuss Politics, Art or Greek mythology." Mr. Tipton prompted eagerly, steering Maddie forward with his arm. Maddie couldn't help but smile back at Mr. Tipton; he wasn't anything like what she had previously imagined. He was much better.
12:30 came and all the persons within the wedding ceremony were already assembled at St. Paul's awaiting the rest of the guests. The remaining were upstairs with Carey while the groomsmen stood impatiently with Arwin in the chapel. Zack was the most impatient of the lot, pacing the floor restlessly. "Zack, you need to calm yourself. You look more nervous than me." Arwin joked lightly. "Do I? I barely noticed." Zack muttered complacently. "I've been meaning to ask you Zack, where did you end up disappearing to last night?" Cody inquired thoughtfully, looking over at his brother. "No where important Cody, it was just a waste of time anyway." Zack retorted flippantly. "Look Zack, I know you're upset about Maddie leaving and I sympathise. But it's Mom and Arwin's wedding today. Let's try to focus on that." Cody reminded him quietly. "You're right, Cody, I'm sorry. I'm just feeling cranky, I didn't get much sleep last night." Zack commented wearily. "Wait, hey minute, who is 'zis Meddie?" Arwin's Greek cousin Milos piped up unexpectedly. "Maddie's, uh, she's a, she's a friend of Zack's, Milos. He's just, uh, sad because she left last night, out of the blue." Arwin explained uneasily. "Hout of the blue, you say? But, maybe she hed to work! After all, Saturday is overpay!" Milos exclaimed reassuringly patting Zack on the back. "Sure, let's go with that." Mr. Moseby muttered dryly. "Zack, do me a favour and give this to your mother for me. Wait for her reply, then come and tell me." Arwin prompted smoothly, handing Zack a folded piece of paper. With a sigh, Zack took the paper and headed upstairs.
It took a few seconds for Zack to weave his way up the winding staircase to his mother's chamber. He found her sitting at a tall mirror fussing with her wedding dress. A small smile crept onto Zack's face for a split second. He'd always thought his mother was a beautiful woman but today she was radiant in excess. She was happy. Zack always imagined he'd find someone like his mother to love for himself: someone free-spirited, someone vivacious, someone like Maddie. But Maddie had grown up. "Zack, what are you doing up here? Is everything alright?" Carey asked anxiously, creases appearing on her forehead. "You can't be up here, Zack! You're not supposed to see the bride before the wedding!" Agnes shrieked indignantly, covering the bosom of Max's bridesmaid dress. "Agnes, that logic only counts if I'm Arwin. Don't worry, I'm not staying long. I just came to give you this. It's from Arwin." Zack murmured quickly, handing Carey the letter and avoiding looking at Max. For Max had been asked by Carey to take Maddie's place as a bridesmaid in the ceremony. Max was the same height as Maddie and the dress suited her, she looked stunning. But still, Zack couldn't look at her, it just couldn't be the same anymore with Max up her with Carey instead of Maddie..
"Zack, did I already tell you how handsome you look in that suit?" Carey queried softly. "Twice." Zack replied quickly. "Well for the third and last time, you look very handsome, Zack." Carey stated sincerely, offering her son a warm and intimate smile. "Thanks, mom." Zack responded softly, while looking down at his feet. "Now, what has this silly Arwin sent me this time?" Carey asked herself while opening Arwin's letter. She scanned the page for about five seconds before her eyes looked strangely moist. "Look what Arwin wrote." Carey beckoned with her hand to all present. Marie, Agnes and Bailey scuttled to Carey's side while Zack remained where he stood looking utterly bored out of his mind. "Aw, that's so sweet." The ladies crooned in a sickening manner. "Zack, look how wonderful Max looks in turquoise. Tell her she looks beautiful." Zack's aunt Marie intervened imperiously. Carey bit her lip while watching Zack's expression. "You look beautiful, Max." Zack stated genuinely, but still not meeting her eye. "Thank you, Zack." Max responded abashedly, knowing full-well of the turmoil happening in Zack's mind.
Just then, two sets of high heels could be heard on the landing as London and Barbara came bounding in through the door. "Girls, what's going on?" Carey demanded in a concerned tone. "I just got off the phone with Daddy. He landed here in Boston ten minutes ago. I have some good news for you, Max.: You're off the hook." London announced sweetly. "Huh?" Max asked in confusion. "London, what are you talking about?" Carey queried curiously. "Max doesn't have to be a bridesmaid anymore; she's been replaced or… uh… re-demoted, I think." London began absent-mindedly. "London would you get to the point." Barbara bellowed impatiently, stomping her foot down on the ground. "Maddie's back. She flew in with Daddy she stopped by the hotel to drop some things off but she'll be here soon." London explained more succinctly. Her gaze seemed to have landed on Zack this time. "Oh my goodness, that's wonderful news, London. I was so worried Maddie wasn't going to make it back at all this weekend." Carey responded optimistically, her spirits lifting instantaneously. "I'm not worried. Now, I can take off this hideous dress and god-awful shoes." Max responded ecstatically while bending over. "I told you the colour was hideous, Carey." London agreed whole-heartedly, earning her a glare from Carey's direction. "Zack, where are you going?" Carey demanded curiously as Zack made for the door. "I 'm going back to the Tipton, mom; there's something I left behind." Zack announced without thinking. "Zack, the wedding's in an hour." Carey pointed out hysterically, gesturing at a clock on the wall. "Don't worry, mom, I'll be back in no time. But there's something I have to do first. Ladies, it's been real." Zack added suavely before leaping down the stairs.
Zack reached the Tipton in 15 minutes flat as opposed to the normal 25 minute drive. Zack had coaxed his cab driver to break every known speeding penalty upon the threat of loss of limb. He ignored Norm the doorman as he sprinted toward the elevator and hit 23. Good thing he'd worked out for the last 6 odd year or this could have been embarrassing. Zack almost feel onto Maddie's room door in his haste. "Maddie, it's Zack! Open up! I need to talk to you!" Zack pleaded, pounding on the door incessantly. "Come on, Maddie, please open up!" Zack tried once again, but to no avail. Zack couldn't hear a single sound from inside the room, not even a curse word. Maybe Maddie wasn't back yet. Forget about this broad, the monster in Zack's chest hissed angrily, move on. "Shut up," Zack muttered furiously. "I can't let this go. I'll just keep looking. I have to." Zack murmured to himself, running to the elevator once more.
Not in the kitchen, not in any of the ballrooms, not in Moseby's office, not up on the roof by the pool.. Zack ran into Laurie the candy counter girl on the roof, setting up for the wedding reception. This time she flirted shamelessly with Zack, and Zack in return shoved her shamelessly out of the way. Still not in her room. Not down in the basement. Not outside of the Tipton exiting a cab. "It's hopeless. Maddie's not here. London probably heard her father wrong; she's got cauliflower for brains anyway. I might as well head back to St. Paul's for the wed-" Zack didn't finish his train of thought because he was knocked clean off his feet. He lay sprawled on the ground right next to the candy counter, tangled up in someone else's limbs. Zack winced from the wind in his stomach, which rendered him temporarily paralyzed and speechless. Had the 49ers perchance finally come to recruit. That may have been true, save for one problem. None of the 49ers was built like a five foot woman by the sounds of her squeaky apologies. "Oh, I'm so, so sorry, sir. I wasn't looking where I was going. I'm usually opposed to people running in the lobby…" Zack's heart soared when he heard that voice; his chest was expanding at rapid pace. It was the girl he loved, nestled cozily in his arms, chattering away like a monkey and he was loving every minute of it. "Maddie?" Zack asked carefully with baited breath. The monkey stopped chattering abruptly. "Zack? Is that you?" Maddie asked in that same careful voice. Zack still couldn't see her so he parted her hair away from her face. "Yeah, it's me. But is it really you?" Zack asked quietly.
"Of course it's me, Zack. Where else would I be?" Maddie asked curiously, still lying on top of Zack. "Not here, you went to New York last night. I thought you weren't coming back, Maddie." Zack replied miserably. "Yes, I did leave, Zack. I had to. But just for the night."
"To be with Brett?"
"Moseby's words?"
"I thought they were your words. Which is why I thought you weren't coming back."
"But I was coming back, Zack. I had to. I couldn't leave without saying goodbye again. I would never put you through that again, Zack. I love you." Maddie breathed, softly caressing Zack's exposed forehead.
Y-y-y-you wh-what? You love me?" Zack spluttered in shock, his eyes wide.
"I do."
"But what about Brett? You went to New York to be with him."
"To see him, Zack. To break up with him. I was fooling myself thinking I could stay with him. Brett's too perfect. He's not you."
"Not being Brett works perfectly for me, because I love you too."
"Good, I can live with that."
Zack effortlessly lifted both himself and Maddie to their feet, neither one taking their eyes off of each other. "Tell me I'm dreaming." Zack commanded firmly, looking Maddie dead in the eye. "No." Maddie replied firmly, matching his gaze. "Then I'm going to kiss you." Zack warned , grabbing her face forcefully and kissing her with all his might. Maddie dug her nails deep into Zack's hair she kissed him, all sense of self-control and resolve gone. They were struggling, soaring, leaping, crashing into each other.
And then they were laughing, Maddie mostly because Zack had carried her from the elevator down the hall of the 23rd floor. "Zack, put me down, we're not newly-weds." Maddie complained hysterically. "I know, but I like carrying you around. You're as light as a feather." Zack replied smoothly. "You don't have to keep complimenting me, Zack, you've already won me over. Now what are we doing outside yours and Cody's room?" Maddie demanded lightly. "I'm giving you the guided tour. I don't know when next we're going to be alone." Zack answered simply. "You can't wait 'til after the reception?" Maddie asked teasingly. "Hell no." Zack exclaimed, feigning horror while opening the room door with one hand. Maddie continued giggling when Zack placed her gently onto his bed. Her expression grew serious when Zack stared down at her. She lifted her face up to meet his as their lips met in mid-air. Zack kissed her slowly this time, his tongue teasing the gap between her lips, begging for entrance. Maddie acquiesced, grinning into the kiss. Her hands began running gently through his hair. It felt good to be kissed like this by Zack, like she was the only person who existed to him. The only one who mattered.
"Maddie, wait a minute. We need to talk." Zack murmured, pulling away from her. "You really wanna stop?" Maddie asked him in disbelief with a smile on her face. "I have to for now. There's some stuff I need to talk to you about." Zack pointed out. Maddie managed to push Zack off of her in stealth-like manner, she climbed on top of him with the greatest of ease. "So talk then." Maddie ordered playfully, smiling down at him. "You really wanna talk like this?" Zack asked cautiously, momentarily forgetting his train of thought. "What's the matter, Zacky-kins? Are you afraid of a woman being on top?" Maddie purred seductively, letting her hair tickle his cheeks. "Not at all, Maddie-poo. I prefer it. It just makes serious conversation a little tricky, that's all." Zack admitted painstakingly. "Tell you what: let's test this theory out. If it gets too difficult, I'll get off." Maddie promised seriously.
"Okay, first thing. Are we dating now?" Zack asked softly.
"Yeah, I guess we are and I do want that. Next question."
"Alright, what about all that stuff you said to me before about me being too young for you and you wanting to settle down with a family one day? Have you changed your mind?" Zack asked quieter still.
"I haven't changed my mind about the family thing, but I have about your age. It only really mattered when I was still 15 and you were 12. But we're older and somewhat wiser now. 21's legal in every state in America. But seriously, Zack, I didn't think about feeling this way about you until prom night (Yours) when you kissed me. I couldn't forget about it. I tried so hard to ignore what I was feeling. Ask London. I wasn't sure about any of it because you're one of my oldest friends. I didn't want to hurt you or hurt myself. I was trying to be responsible and then I realized I've have enough of being responsible all the time. I've had to be responsible all my life when I just wanted to be a kid. So yes, I want marriage and kids and everything related, but not right now. I'm 24 for God's sake! I wanna travel, I wanna dance in the rain, I wanna drink orange juice right after brushing my teeth! I wanna have fun, and I wanna do it all with you, Zack." Maddie concluded while kissing his neck. "But Maddie, are you sure that's what you want? I know you don't think I want any of that, or that I'm ready but sometimes my mind wanders thinking about the future. I want all of that and more with you, Maddie. And I'm prepared to do all it takes to prove that to you because I love you." Zack answered pulling her closer and kissing her softly.
"Oh, Zack, you're so sweet but I'm not asking you for any of that right now. You don't realize that I know you pretty well and I know this stuff freaks you out. You're just starting your new career and you need to focus on that. I'm prepared to wait." Maddie murmured graciously, while kissing Zack softly on the forehead. "And what about your job, Maddie? Your whole life's in New York. How is this going to work?" Zack asked her seriously. "I don't know, Zack. I have thought that far into the future. And truthfully, I don't want to think about all of that right now and start a fight. I just want us to spend this time together and we can figure out the logistics later on." Maddie replied meekly, running her hands through Zack's hair. "So in the mean time, we have fun?" Zack asked quietly, while tracing the line of her jaw with his fingers. "That's what I'm thinking." Maddie murmured demurely. "Well in that case." Zack began before pinning Maddie under him on the bed in one fluid action.
"Hey, no fair!" Maddie whine d pitiably. "Uh-uh, you said we're having fun, so" Zack paused while kissing her shoulder-blades. "Hmmm. Seems like you're having all the fun." Maddie huffed, feigning irritation. "Are you sure you're not having fun? What if I do this?" Zack asked smoothly, while kissing her neck.
"Or this?" Zack offered, his lips traveling over her navel. "Or this?" Zack prodded, kneeling before her and kissing the tips of her kneecaps. Each kiss was driving Maddie crazy while she cradled his head against her chest. "Okay, you win. Let's continue this later, we have to go now otherwise we'll miss the wedding at this rate." Maddie interrupted. "So let's miss the wedding. Cody can brief us after the honeymoon." Zack replied dismissively, while kissing her. "And break your mother's heart? I don't think so, lover-boy." Maddie said, pulling out of the kiss. "That's too bad; I'd much rather spend the day getting you hot and bothered." Zack whispered coyly in Maddie's ear. Maddie closed her eyes and kissed him again. "Tell you what, let's go to the wedding, endure the reception and after that I'm all yours. All night long if you want." Maddie purred, biting Zack's bottom lip. "Okay, help me out the door before I drag you to Vegas instead." Zack remarked stoically, taking hold of Maddie's hand and leading her out the door.
"London said you disappeared last night after I left. I was really worried thinking you took off like that. Where did you end up going?" Maddie asked him seriously while they sat in the cab. Zack sighed before answering. "I talked my dad during the day and he told me not to give up on what I wanted. Truthfully, I went to the airport first to try to convince you to stay, because I thought you weren't coming back. But I must've missed you and that's when it sunk in. I'd been fighting this whole time to engage with you, to get your attention. Last night was when it really hit me that you were gone. So I officially gave up on you last night, and then I went to the park and sat next to the almond tree for old time's sake. Because I knew it would be the last time I'd get to think of you that way. I was resigned by the time London came to St. Paul's with her news." Zack admitted ruefully, looking away from Maddie for the first time in an hour. Without thinking twice about it, Maddie pulled Zack closer and hugged him tightly. "I'm so sorry I did that to you Zack. I honestly didn't think you'd react so badly to my leaving. I didn't want to tell Mr. Moseby or anyone for that matter too much about my plans because I wasn't really sure myself. I needed to see Brett first to make sure I was doing the right thing. And you know what? I'm sure now. I'm not going anywhere." Maddie whispered and kissed Zack softly on the lips. When they broke apart, Zack had a question for her. "Why did you crash into me at the candy counter earlier? Why were you in such a hurry?" he queried laughingly. This time Maddie looked sheepishly and Zack raised an eyebrow. "Well I had just gotten back to the hotel and I was prepping myself for when I had to see you next, at St. Paul's. But I was really nervous, what was I going to say? I figured you'd still be pissed at me. So I was in a hurry because I wanted… to get a candy bar. Chocolate's the only thing that calms me down." Maddie replied abashedly. Zack hugged Maddie and kissed her fondly on the lips. "A woman after my own heart, I love you so much Maddie Fitzpatrick, you chocolate fiend." Zack teased which made Maddie glare at him.
Zack and Maddie made it to St Paul's with 20 minutes to spare, the time now being 13:40. "Zack, where have you been? Max told me that all the guests are already seated!" Carey hissed irritably. "Sorry Mom, the traffic was a nightmare. But look, I brought Maddie!" Zack exclaimed, pushing Maddie forward. "Maddie, you're here! Oh, I'm so glad you're here. It would've felt so wrong getting married without you," Carey breathed while hugging her tightly. "Well don't worry, I'm here now." Maddie replied warmly. "Oh, that's so great. London, Marie! Help Maddie get dressed! We have exactly 10 minutes to be ready! Move it!" Carey fumed hysterically, turning red in the face. "Zack, why are you still standing here? Go and wait downstairs with Arwin!" Carey bellowed furiously. "Sheesh, I'm glad I'm not marrying you," Zack mumbled under his breath, but gave Maddie a quick wink which stalled her heart for a split second. Only London had noticed them holding hands when they first arrived. A mischievous grin crept onto her face at the thought.
Muriel and Esteban, seated in the second row couldn't help but notice a certain change in the air. "Would you look at that Esteban? Someone just got the nod. Ooh, those two are gonna disappear together right after the ceremony." Muriel mused, glancing at Bailey and Cody's body language as she walked to his left. "Si, eso es cierto," [Yes, that's true] Esteban agreed on confusion, but he was looking at Maddie who had stopped short of biting her bottom lip while she was looking at Zack. Then all thoughts of Zack, Maddie, Saturday, Boston were diminished as the wedding procession began. Arwin's heart skipped a beat as if he'd missed a step going up when Carey began walking painfully slow towards him. Would she ever get there? The church had become invisible, the guests had vanished, the priest was no longer present. All that mattered was Carey and Arwin, who placed her dainty hands into his own rough ones and looked steadily into her own blue eyes. It is highly inconsequential what was actually said during the ceremony, either by Father Morris or by either the bride or the groom. But everyone present in the chapel remembered the look on Carey and Arwin's faces: every nod, every smile, every tear. "Do you love me Carey Martin?" Arwin asked her steadily. "I do." Carey answered without blinking. "Do you trust me Arwin Hawkheiser?" Carey asked Arwin seriously. "I do." Arwin answered without blinking. That bulletproof resolve on both counts meant only one thing: they loved each other and meant it.
"Since there is no objection to this union, I am content. All present here can see the love you two have for one another. May it guide you in your future together and fill you up as your devotion for one another grows. By the power vested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife. Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you Mr. and Mrs. Hawkheiser." Father Morris announced gaily with his hands outstretched to the crowd. Either the sound was turned off or enhanced a million times over as the wedding guests got to their feet: screaming, laughing, crying in deafening roars when Arwin cupped Carey's face in his rough hands and kissed her passionately. "My little engineer's finally married!" Arwin's mother shrieked happily. Carey wrapped her arms around Arwin's neck as he lifted her up into his arms. And then Arwin walked them both down the aisle. Then Zack walked towards Maddie and took her hand and led her down the aisle; then Bailey and Cody, London and Mr. Moseby and Marie and Milos.
The band starts playing, champagne starts popping and bells are hopping back at the Tipton for the Martin/Hawkheiser wedding reception. The guests were thoroughly enjoying themselves on the rooftop. Cody, as one of Arwin's best men, had made a stirringly moving speech which had had everyone in tears by the end of it, Arwin and Mr. Moseby bawling the hardest and loudest. The band struck up an old Nina Simone classic that was a favourite of Carey and Arwin's. Taking the hint, Arwin led Carey out onto the dance floor, leading her gracefully throughout the song. They were soon joined by Cody and Bailey, Zack and Maddie. Soon after, more people flitted across the dance floor with the most unusual of pairings: London and Lance, Esteban and Agnes, Tape Worm and Max, Barbara and Bob, Mr. Moseby and Carey's best friend Denise.
Long after Carey and Arwin had left the dance floor and cut the cake, Carey couldn't help but notice that Zack and Maddie were the sole dancing partners from the first song played by the band. Hence, Carey felt it highly appropriate to approach when she saw Zack kiss Maddie's hand. "Enjoying yourselves?" Carey asked sweetly of the two of them, causing the two of them to jump apart slightly. "Uh yes Mom, we're having a great time." Zack mumbled while clearing his throat. "Uh yeah, the wedding was really wonderful." Maddie stammered quickly. "Okay, I'm gonna cut right to the chase: I noticed how the two of you have been acting around each other since before the wedding. Is there something I should know?" Carey demanded softly. "Yes, as a matter of face there is something you should know Mom. Maddie and I are dating. I love her and she loves me." Zack answered simply, his grip on Maddie's hand tightening all the more. "Excellent. Zack, could you get me my compact out of my purse?" Carey asked sweetly of Zack. Zack's eyes narrowed suspiciously. "Compact, purse Zack. Now." Carey repeated tersely in monosyllables. With one last wary look behind him, Zack walked off towards the head table.
"Maddie, is this true? Are you and Zack dating?" Carey probed gently. "Yes, we are Carey." Maddie answered quickly. "Do you love him?" Carey asked seriously. "I do." Maddie replied without blinking. "You really love him?" "With all my heart." "Thank God! Does this mean all the drama and angst are on hiatus for the time being?" Carey asked in a pleasant voice which threw Maddie. "You're not mad?" Maddie asked tentatively. "Of course not Maddie. I'm happy for you and Zack, happy that everything's finally resolved. A mother is always happy when her children are happy. And Zack's been at his happiest when he's with you. What more could a Mother ask for?" Carey queried lightly. "Carey, you have no idea how relieved I am to hear you say that." Maddie murmured with a sigh. "I'm glad, but what about you? Are you sure this is what you want Maddie?" Carey questioned seriously, touching Maddie's shoulder gently. "As sure as having four middle names. This is what I want Carey. I want to be with Zack, I came back to Boston for him. And we're not going to rush into anything. We're going to take things slow." Maddie answered sincerely. "Well then, I guess there's only one thing left to say. Welcome to the family." Carey remarked graciously. "Wait a minute, I thought I was already part of the family." Maddie joked dryly. "Okay, rephrase: welcome back Maddie." Carey whispered warmly in her ear. Carey then placed a small kiss on Maddie's forehead and brought her into a warm embrace.
"Man, it looks brutal from over here," Cody murmured conspiratorially. "I know, maybe I should go over there." Zack agreed gravely. "No need guys, Maddie's coming back and she's smiling." Bailey reassured them both pleasantly as Maddie approached. Maddie came to stand next to Zack and she placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder. "See? You had nothing to worry about Maddie. I told you that Carey wouldn't be upset." Barbara stated shrewdly, coming to stand with them with Bob in tow. "You were right Barbara." Maddie agreed softly. "Alright, cut the crap. Are you two dating or what?" Agnes demanded eagerly. "Do you even have to ask?" Mr. Moseby quipped sardonically while sauntering past. By this time, Max, Esteban, Lance and Tape Worm had gathered round too to hear the latest. Maddie nuzzled her cheek against Zack's chest while he spoke. "It's true guys, Maddie and I are dating." Zack answered simply while kissing Maddie's hair. "And what!" Bob roared while slapping high-fives with Lance. "Oh you guys, that's so great!" Max squealed, clapping her hands together. "So whipped," Agnes and Barbara retorted wearily. "I told you, a declaration of love is a powerful thing." Esteban agreed heartily. "We'll be expecting our cheques in the mail." Tape Worm announced smugly while dusting off his collar. "You're not serious Tape Worm?" Cody interrogated warily. "Tape Worm's right for once Cody. We all did contribute to this momentous occasion in our own way." London put in wisely. "I have to agree with London. Even with all the crazy ideas like apologizing and proposing, you guys have been a big help. Thank you." Zack intervened sincerely. "Wait, you were advised to propose to me??? Are you all nuts?!" Maddie boomed in a squeaky voice.
"You know, it's not that crazy an idea Maddie. If Zack proposed, you'd have a reason to come back to Boston." London pointed out seriously. Maddie had no answer for this at the present moment. "Oh, that's what I wanted to tell you Maddie!" Bailey exclaimed while clicking her fingers. "We have a vacancy at the Herald for a senior reporter position. My boss told me I should ask around before he starts advertising." Bailey concluded rapidly. "And why would you want to tell me that Bailey?" Maddie demanded suspiciously with eyebrows raised. "Well, if you knew anyone in our line of work who was interested, or who really wanted to move to Boston." Bailey trailed off uncertainly. "Way to be subtle Bailey," Cody quipped under his breath. "Guys, I really do appreciate all your help and input. But I'm not about to make any hasty decisions at the present time." Maddie answered seriously. "Yeah guys, lay off Maddie. This is between the two of us and we're not rushing into anything. Today's about having fun, the rest will come later." Zack put in firmly, putting a protective arm around Maddie's waist. "Maddie, would you at least consider it?" Bailey asked quietly. "I'll think about it Bailey." Maddie answered serenely, but firmly all the same. While everyone else bustled away, Cody was left standing awkwardly next to Maddie. "So it's really happening then? You and Zack?" Cody asked her quietly. "It sure is, that practically makes us family." Maddie returned teasingly, while punching his arm playfully. "You've always been family Maddie. I'm sorry about what I said to you yesterday, I was an ass and I was pissed off." Cody apologised soberly. "It's okay Cody, you were right. I took Zack for granted when were growing up. That won't happen again, I promise. Hug it out?" Maddie prompted uneasily, biting her lip uncertainly. "You know it." Cody returned kindly and pulled her into a bear hug. And they stood like that for a while as then music continued playing.
And then the rest of the time was devoted to whatever whim the guests desired. More speeches were made, more songs were danced to and more food was consumed, mostly by Zack to Maddie's horror. And then the tossing of the garter and the bouquet began. The men didn't put up too much of a struggle when the garter was thrown at them by Arwin. So no one was surprised when the garter haphazardly attached itself to London's butterfly hair clip in her lovely locks. "What the-" London demanded quizzically, but sighed in resignation when she fished it out of her hair. "And what were you saying about proposals London?" Maddie asked mockingly with a bubbly laugh, which made London roll her eyes. But the most astounding of all was when every female on the roof gathered for the bouquet toss and none of them caught it. Instead, the flowers landed in the lap of one shocked Mr. Moseby with his mouth full of cake. He caught Maddie's eye and she smiled back at hi. "Well done," she mouthed, which made him grin sheepishly.
And then it was time for Carey and Arwin to depart on their honeymoon around 8pm. They were especially grateful to London who had given them a complimentary return flight on her private jet as well as 2-week accommodation at the Saint Tropez Tipton as a gift from both her and her father Wilfred. Mr. Tipton's private helicopter landed on the rooftop (with the guests safely out of harm's way naturally) to take Carey and Arwin to the airport. "Take care of yourself." Zack said while hugging both Arwin and Carey. "We will. Zack and Cody, you too have fun." Arwin replied back warmly. "We will Dad," Cody answered without thinking to the astonishment of all present. Kurt on the other hand, looked nonplussed if not outwardly pleased. Both Carey and Arwin looked on the verge of tears. "Yeah Dad, you and Mom have a great time." Zack added, placing the cherry on top. "We will boys…sons." Arwin choked hoarsely. "Zack and Cody, stay out of trouble!" Carey greeted shrilly. "Mom," the twins groaned in unison. "Never fear Carey, I'll be keeping an eye out on things here. But there's no need to worry anyway because the boys will have too much to occupy their time. Like work and their girlfriends. Isn't that right Zackary?" Mr. Moseby asked pointedly of Zack. "Absolutely Mr. Moseby, I'm a reformed man." Zack replied jovially, grinning broadly back at Mr. Moseby. For the first and last time, Mr. Moseby returned his grin with one of his own. "I love you!" Carey exclaimed happily, real tears finally running down her cheeks. She waved to them one last time before boarding the helicopter. Arwin smiled too and followed suit. "Love you too, call us when you get to Paris!" the twins called out, waving like made at the helicopter now ascending into the crisp Boston air and whisking off into the starry night sky. Despite all reservation and distraction, it had in fact been a suite wedding after all.
"I feel so psyched right now! The whole gang together again, just like old times." London mused, shivering slightly. The Martin Twins and their peers all stood outside the Tipton 30 minutes later, now dressed in casual attire. "Yeah, it's like we never left," Lance admitted wryly while staring at his feet. This made everyone glum for the moment. "Well hey, you guys have to promise me that you'll all come see my new house once I get my new furniture," London added quickly, changing the subject swiftly. "You can count on that, we have to throw you a kick-ass house-warming party after all." Max agreed readily. "That's true, we are the best party planners in town." Agnes chimed in while slapping high-fives with Barbara. "And what about you Maddie? Will you be around to check out my new house?" London demanded in a serious tone. Everyone turned towards Maddie. "You'll just have to wait and see, I'm not giving anything away." Maddie answered airily, giving London a mysterious Mona-Lisa smile. "Hey London, your house has a babe pool right?" Tape Worm asked eagerly, which made everyone groan. "Seriously Tape Worm, take a holiday from your nads." Bob retorted warily. "Tape Worm, I have a normal plunge pool. But I do have an indoor hot tub." London added mischievously. "Sweet!" Tape Worm exclaimed enthusiastically. "Speaking of a party, I wanna check out the talent at Inertia. Any takers?" Agnes asked pleasantly. Everyone assented save for four people.
Bailey glanced uneasily over at Cody. "Cody and I are gonna have to pass. We're getting an early night, we have an appointment first thing in the morning." Bailey explained soberly. "No we don't Bailey, I cancelled it." Cody intervened smoothly with a broad grin on his face. "You cancelled our appointment with Dr. Langston? But why Cody?" Bailey asked innocently. "Because we don't need couple's therapy Bailey. Couple's therapy is for 3 kinds of couples: those with erectile dysfunction, bored housewives into SNM and quite frankly, losers." Cody explained pointedly. "Finally, he sees the light," Zack murmured out of relief, clutching his forehead. "So what are we doing tonight then?" Bailey asked curiously with a twinkle in her eyes. "We're going for a ride on those," Cody gestured with his hands behind Bailey. Everyone turned and saw two vehicles standing side by side: one of them a pint-sized Vespa and the other its male counterparts. "Cody, I love them!" Bailey gushed gleefully, clapping her hands together. "Since you're new in town, I thought I'd give you a proper tour of the city, ending at Inspiration Point." Cody stated suavely with a wink. "Alright Codery!" Zack cheered enthusiastically, feeling a resemblance of pride for his twin brother. With that, both Bailey and Cody sprinted to the motorcycles and started the engines. "Later guys!" Bailey called out. "Don't wait up, we won't be back till after dawn!" Cody added while they kick started the engines. "I take it back Cody, you're not a loser!" Zack shouted after their retreating figures, smiling devilishly to himself. "I guess that means you two won't be joining us either huh?" Barbara asked serenely of Zack and Maddie. "Probably not." Maddie replied, slipping her arms around Zack's stomach from behind. "Alright, we can take a hint. Later lovebirds!" Bob greeted amiably. London mouthed 'call me later' to Maddie while they hailed a double cab. And then they were gone too, leaving Maddie and Zack still standing on the curb.
"So now that we're finally alone, what do you wanna do Madeline?" Zack asked softly, spinning Maddie in his arms so that she was facing him now. "Hmm, I'm thinking something more adventurous than renting out DVD's and cuddling. I'm thinking happy hour at the Green Leprechaun." Maddie replied with a devilish glint in her eye. Zack groaned melodramatically which made Maddie giggle. "You're not serious? You want to spend our first night together as a couple at some dive with a corny Irish name?" he whined, feigning reluctance. "That's exactly what I want to do Mr. Martin. And I'm used to getting my own way." Maddie remarked in a dangerous tone. "What coincidence, so do I." Zack retorted, matching her tone, bending his head closer to hers. "That sounds fantastical. Whatever are we going to do about that?" Maddie asked, feigning confusion. "Well I guess we could reach some sort of compromise." Zack murmured pensively. "I like the way you think Sweet Thang!" Maddie retorted, slapping Zack's posterior teasingly. "Hey, you stole my nickname!" Zack accused, pointing a finger at her. "Tough tic-tacs Zackary. You're taking me for lots of drinking, dancing and bad karaoke. We've got all night to come up with new nicknames." Maddie purred seductively, tracing her fingers on Zack's chest.
And then she darted off ahead of him, laughing uproariously. "My kind of woman! Are you seeing anybody?" Zack teased loudly. Then he laughed openly at the sky as he began sprinting after her. He caught up to her within seconds and spun her towards him. "No, but I kinda have a thing for younger men." Maddie stated coyly. "Well I'm 21, does that count?" Zack asked curiously, his nose touching hers. "Oh you know it baby." Maddie whispered before placing her lips on his and gripping him tighter to him. Whether Zack and Maddie made it to the Green Leprechaun is anyone's guess. But the fact that they were making plans, any kind of plans together was a very good omen. Therefore, I feel no shame in singing my favourite song to commemorate the event:
Here I am in your life, here you are in mine
Yes we have a suite life, most of the time
You and me, we got the world to see, so come on down
Yes, me and you know what to do, so come on down
It's you and me and me and you, we got the whole place to ourselves
This is a suite life
We've got a suite life!
Le Suite Fin
A/N: And voila, it's finished! I want to thank everyone who reviewed my story and the many more that I hope will ; ) Sniff, I'm sad that it's over, but also really fulfilled at the same time. I've already got another Suite Life story in mind, so watch this space. Fanfiction rocks my world!