Thank you to everyone who sent their sympathies and prayers for Poppy. Everyday becomes a little easier thanks to all of you! I still feel like I'm getting back into my writing groove, so I apologize if this chapter is not the greatest. God Bless, and once again, thank you so much!

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Lilian sighed, rolling her neck as she glanced at the time on Dave's watch. It was now 11:30 p.m., half an hour away from the New Year. The cake had been cut, the garter and bouquet thrown, and all the traditional wedding things had been done. She reached over, taking Dave's hand in hers as he talked with Hunter. He glanced at her, smiling gently as she laid her head on his shoulder.

"You okay, Sugar?" Dave asked, concerned, turning away from Hunter and wrapping an arm around Lilian's shoulders.

"Besides the fact I still have cake icing up my nose," Lilian said, referring to the fact Dave had shoved wedding cake in her face despite her being nice enough not to shove it in his face. "Seriously, Dave, I'm fine… just getting a little sleepy."

"Aw, poor Sugar," Dave said, kissing her forehead. "You don't have that much longer till the New Year. Just hang in there!"

"I know," Lilian said with a sigh. "I'm hanging in there. But barely!"

"You know, babe, I know the perfect way to keep you awake," Dave said with a grin.

"Dave, we are NOT having sex in the bathroom," Lilian hissed. She nearly laughed at the taken aback look on his face, adding, "I take it that's not what you had in mind?"

"Uh, no," Dave said, blushing deeply as Lilian giggled despite herself. "Come on, I have a surprise for you."

"A surprise?" Lilian asked, allowing Dave to pull her up and unto the dance floor. "What is it?"

"Now, Sugar, if I told you it wouldn't be a surprise," Dave teased, guiding Lilian towards the band. The lead singer winked at Dave, finishing up the song he was singing.

"Alright, folks, I need a little break from singing, but Dave here has a surprise for Lilian," the singer said, handing the microphone to Dave.

"Thanks, buddy," Dave said with a grin, accepting the microphone. "Hunter, if you don't mind?" he asked, and Lilian turned her head to see the leader of Evolution bringing a chair to the center of the dance floor, a wide grin on his face.

"Dave, what are you doing?" Lilian asked nervously, allowing him to lead her to the chair, settling down when he gently pushed her shoulders.

Dave took her hand, smiling down at his wife. "Lilian, babe… earlier, you sang for me."

"Yeah?" Lilian said, a bit wary as she looked up at her husband.

"Now I'd like to return the favor… well, at least try to," Dave said with a laugh, nodding toward the band. Lilian laughed with delight when the band started playing one of her favorite songs, 'The Best is Yet to Come.' With a nervous look her way, Dave took her hand in his and started singing into the microphone, encouraged by the audience clapping to the beat of the song.

"Out of the tree of life I just picked me a plum
You came along and everything started to hum
Still it's a real good bet the best is yet to come.

The best is yet to come and, babe, won't it be fine?
You think you've seen the sun but you ain't seen it shine

Wait till the warm-up's underway
Wait till our lips have met
Wait till you see that sunshine day
You ain't seen nothin' yet!

The best is yet to come and, babe, won't it be fine?
The best is yet to come, come the day you're mine

Come the day you're mine, I'm gonna teach you to fly
We're gonna taste of the wine
We're gonna drain the cup dry
Wait till your charms are right for these arms to surround
You think you've flown before but you ain't left the ground

Wait till you're locked in my embrace
Wait till I draw you near
Wait till you see that sunshine place
Ain't nothin' like it here!

The best is yet to come and, babe, won't it be fine
The best is yet to come, come the day you're mine!"

Lilian stood, clapping along with the other guests as Dave nervously wiped his brow. "Baby, that was wonderful!" Lilian squealed, wrapping her arms around his neck as everyone in the company cheered. She pulled away and took his wrist, raising his arm in victory, the two posing for everyone as if Dave had just won the WWE championship.

"Dave, you did a great job singing," Ric said as the couple made their way back to the head table, a large television in the corner now broadcasting the live events in Times Square as Dick Clark counted down the final minutes of 2004. "I mean, who knew you could sing so well?"

"Yeah, Lil, are you gonna do a duet with Dave on your album?" Trish asked with a drunken laugh, leaning across Lita to ask her question.

Dave smiled nervously, looking at Lilian, choosing to answer for her. "Well, Trish, I would love that, but there's just one problem with that."

"What's that?"

"Yeah, what's that?" Lilian repeated, glancing at Dave.

"We want your album to be good!"

"Aw stop it, baby," Lilian said with another giggle. "You did a great job!"

"You're just teasing me," Dave said with a pout, his frown turning to a grin when Lilian leaned up and kissed him. "I love you," Dave whispered, stroking Lilian's cheek.

"I love you too."

"Okay, folks, if Mr. Clark is right, there are only three minutes left in 2004," the lead singer said. "So grab your partners, girlfriends, boyfriends, husbands, wives, or whoever and let's ring in 2005!"

Lilian allowed Dave to pull her in front of the television, accepting a champagne glass filled with orange juice for herself and handing Dave a glass of champagne.

"So, Sugar, are you going to miss 2004?" Dave asked Lilian as he took his glass from her, wrapping an arm around her waist.

"In a way, yes," Lilian admitted, snuggling closer to Dave's hips. "But it ended with a bang." "

"We can start it with a bang, too," Dave whispered suggestively, not surprised when Lilian playfully slapped his chest at the sexual innuendo before continuing.

"I can only imagine what 2005 will bring us… well besides moving and settling into our new house and the birth of our baby girl!"

Dave froze, looking down at Lilian, his mouth slightly opened. "We're having a girl?" he asked softly, ignoring all the noise around them as their wedding guests began loudly counting down from thirty.

"Shit, Dave," Lilian said, placing a hand on her forehead. "I'm sorry. I wanted to surprise you-"

"Babe, it's okay," Dave said with a laugh, placing a gently hand on her rounded belly. "My little angel."

"Angel?" Lilian asked indignantly, raising an eyebrow.

"Well, angels!" Dave replied, cupping his hand behind her neck and kissing her softly as the ball in Times Square dropped all the way, the year 2005 officially there.

The band began playing Auld Lang Syne, all of the guests kissing their respective partners. Randy moved slowly to Trish, who was watching the action, pulling her to him and kissing her gently. When they parted, Trish simply stared in shock for a few seconds. "I'm sorry," Randy stammered, moving away from Trish.

Trish grabbed his arm, pulling him closely. "I'm not," Trish replied before kissing him back.

Lilian and Dave separated, Dave brushing a lock of hair out of Lilian's eyes. "You're beautiful," Dave told her.

"Thank you," Lilian said with a blush. "So tell me, Davis, what's your New Year's resolution?"

"To be the best possible husband and father possible," Dave replied without hesitating. "What about you?"

"To be the best possible wife and mother possible," Lilian said simply. "And don't say I'm copying because that's been my resolution since a week ago."

"Well, it's a good one," Dave said. "And I will keep my resolution. I promise."

Lilian nodded, kissing him again gently before saying, "I know."

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End Part 3.4