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Lilian and Dave sat next to each other on the plane, holding each other's hands as the plane taxied off towards the sky, their next stop Aruba for a weeklong honeymoon courtesy of the McMahon family. Lilian and Dave had been surprised before Raw the week before when Vince, Linda, Shane, and Stephanie had come up to them and handed the pair an envelope with all the papers and documents necessary for them to take the trip.
After a few moments, the plane leveled and the sign indicating that seatbelts could be removed came on. Lilian sighed as she took her seatbelt off, reaching down into her carry on bag so she could pull out her digital camera.
"Aw, please tell me that you're not going to take a million pictures of our honeymoon," Dave whined playfully.
"Aw, shut up you big baboon. You know how much I love making scrapbooks," Lilian said with a grin. "Besides, I'm not gonna take pictures right now."
"Then what's the camera for?" Dave asked warily, watching as Lilian turned it on.
"I had Torrie take a few pictures of the ceremony and reception," Lilian said, pushing buttons until she was at the spot where she could review pictures. "I figured we could look at the pictures while we're on the flight."
"A few pictures?" Dave asked skeptically when he saw the photo count was one out of 244.
Lilian shrugged sheepishly. "What can I say, I handed the camera to the wrong person," she said with a grin. "But think of all the good pictures I'll have for my scrapbook!"
Dave shook his head as they began looking at the photos, flipping through the ones of Lilian getting ready for the wedding before arriving at the pictures of the actual ceremony. "Look at this picture, Randy looks so excited to be in my wedding," Dave said with a laugh, noting the fact that in that particular picture, the young man looked as if he had just rolled out of bed. "Lita looks petrified," Dave noted when they came to a picture of the redhead, Lilian making a note to herself that she would have to ask the redhead about that picture.
"God, my butt looks big here," Lilian noted when they came to the picture where Lilian and Ric were walking down the aisle, Torrie having taken the picture when Lilian and Ric were right next to her.
"Aw, I love your big butt," Dave teased her, kissing her cheek gently.
"Well, thanks," Lilian said sarcastically, nudging him with her elbow. "Just to let you know, David, when I say my butt looks big, you chime in with, 'No, babe, your ass is fine!'"
"Oh, okay, check," Dave said, smacking his forehead and pretending to make a note on an imaginary checklist. "When wife makes comment about sexy caboose being huge, deny that it is. I can handle that."
Lilian giggled, saying as she smirked, "Make sure you add to that list that 'Wife is the boss, no matter what husband thinks.'"
"Oh, sweetie, you're killing me," Dave said dramatically. "There's so many rules to remember!"
"Eh, just remember that I'm in charge and you'll be fine," Lilian teased, flipping to a picture of them exchanging their wedding vows. "Aw, look, babe, you look like you're about to cry!"
"Okay, we won't be printing that one," Dave said, pushing to the next picture. "Speaking of people who look like they are about to cry."
"Hey, shut it," Lilian replied. "I'm pregnant. I'm supposed to be emotional."
"You're always emotional!" Dave exclaimed, chuckling at the indignant look on Lilian's face. "Oh, need I remind you about the time you made me watch Beauty and the Beast with you?"
"I can't help it! It's a sad ending," Lilian defended.
"And Nemo? Forget it. You lose it as soon as you see Marlo and Doris running toward that little fish at the end."
"First of all, it's Marlin and Dory. Second of all, fish do not run. They swim." With a sniff, Lilian turned to the next picture, both of them laughing when they saw the less than thrilled look on Stephanie's face as she walked down the aisle with Dave's brother.
"I'm sure it's nothing personal, but Steph looks like she is about to kill someone," Dave pointed out.
"Yeah… I think she wants to be with Hunter," Lilian agreed, flipping through a few pictures until she arrived at one of Kayla smiling for the camera. "Aw. Dave, I love your niece, but she wouldn't walk up the aisle at first."
"Are you serious?" Dave asked, covering his mouth to hide the smile. "Oh, Lord, that kid is a brat."
"Tell me about it. Our kids will not be brats, I will tell you that," Lilian said, giggling like a little kid when she came to a picture of them dancing. "I like this picture."
"Me too," Dave agreed, looking at the picture for a long time. "Then again, I like any picture that has you in it."
"Aw, I should call you Maple Tree cause you are so sappy," Lilian said with a smile. "This one is cute," she pointed out, seeing Stephanie and Dahlia dragging a protesting Trish on the floor to try to catch the bouquet. She shook her head as they arrived at the next picture, which had a horrified Trish holding the bouquet.
"Oh, sweetie, here's the cutting of the cake," Dave said, snickering slightly.
"Yeah, that's before you shoved cake up my nose," Lilian grumbled playfully.
"Aw, did you get it all out?"
"I don't know, next time I sneeze I'll let you know," Lilian replied good-naturedly.
"That's just gross, Lil," Dave answered with a shake of his head. "Oh, Lord. Torrie took a picture of me singing to you."
"Oh, God, Dave. I do not mean to look so terrified here!" Lilian exclaimed, covering her mouth, staring at the picture in which she had a skeptical look on her face as Dave sang to her.
"Uh huh. Sure," Dave said, wiping his eyes dramatically. "You just don't like my singing!"
"Yes I do!" Lilian replied, nudging him with her elbow. "I was just…"
"Horrified?"
"No, you big ape! Surprised."
"Oh, okay," Dave replied, watching as she flipped through the pictures, stopping on the last picture, which was one of the two of them kissing at midnight. "That will be good for the last page of our scrapbook," Dave commented.
"Oh, are you going to help me with the scrapbook?" Lilian asked hopefully.
"We'll see," Dave replied, though his tone clearly indicated that he was not going to be helping her.
"Uh huh," Lilian nodded with a shake of her head. "That means no, right?"
"Exactly." Lilian shut off her camera, reaching down to put it into her carry on bag. With a sigh and a stifled yawn, she rubbed her swollen stomach. "How's Angel?" he asked, running a hand over her stomach as well, stopping to cover her hand with his.
"She's fine," Lilian said. "Tired."
"Aw, now is Angel tired, or is Mommy tired?"
"Both. I think," Lilian admitted.
"Well, I'll tell you what. Mommy and Angel should lean against Daddy here and take a little nap. How does that sound?"
"I'd like that," Lilian replied softly, snuggling up to him as close as possible. "I love you, Mr. Batista."
"And I love you, Mrs. Batista," Dave replied, kissing her temple and wrapping an arm around her shoulder and pulling her closer to him. Dave simply sat there, listening as Lilian's breathing evened out.
As he watched her sleep for a few moments, he couldn't help but think of the song he sang to her.
"Yes, Lilian, the best is yet to come," he whispered, closing his eyes before falling asleep himself.
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End Part 3.5
End Till Death Do Us Part
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