DON'T OWN FOUR BROTHERS!

SarcasticRockinLC: I hope you like this chapter. I tried to make it as fluffy as possible without actually overdoing it. I'm getting into the movie soon. Probably next chapter, so I hope you enjoy. And I hope you get your chapter done. Hope I helped out at least a little.

CHAPTER 06: LULLABYE

Jack lifted the viel of Lauren's dress and leaned down for their first kiss as a married couple. He wrapped his arms around his wife's waist and lifted her off her feet. Only when he placed her back on the groud did he hear the cheers echoing through the small church. He looked down at Lauren, blinking through the thick tears in his eyes. She smiled up at him, taking his hand and placing it on her stomach. His brow immediately furrowed, but she didn't give him time to act or ask questions. Husband and wife walked down the aisle, hands clasped tightly together. Once outside the church, they were blinded by the flashes of a hundred cameras. He grabbed her around the waist and pulled her close. She leaned into him, nuzzling the warm skin of his neck and breathing in the comforting scent of his cologne.

"I love you," she murmured, closing her eyes in content.

"I love you more," he whispered, kissing her forehead.

"Not possible," she sighed. "I have something I need to tell you."

"What is it?" he inquired, smiling big for the photographers.

"Not now. After the wedding pictures, before the reception," she replied.

He looked at her, a wide smile on his face. "Alright Mrs. Mercer. Before the reception."

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"Why didn't you tell me this three months ago?" he asked, pacing the floor of the reception hall's bathroom. "Were you scared?"

"No. I just-maybe a little. Maybe I just wanted to marry you before I told you and not take the focus off our wedding," she replied.

He shook his head. "Your logic astounds me Lauren. Did you think I wouldn't marry you if you were pregnant?"

"That never crossed my mind Jack. I give you more credit than that. I was just trying to think of a way to tell you and...I sort of wanted it to be a surprise, but by the time I had thought of how to tell you...it was today. Are you mad?" she asked, looking down at her manicured nails.

He stopped pacing and looked up at her. "Of course I'm not mad. I'm excited. OK, it is a little early, but I don't care. You know I've always wanted kids. And you know there's no one else I'd want carrying them."

She smiled, rubbing her stomach. "That's because you couldn't find anyone else crazy enough."

"Even if there were a million girls who were crazy enough to carry my children, I'd still choose you," he stated, pulling her into his arms. "I love you."

"I love you more," she whispered.

"Not possible," he stated, pushing her back and placing his hand on her stomach. "Been thinking of names?"

"Always. What about you? Have you ever thought of your children's names?" she asked.

"Pretty much everyday since I knew I wanted to spend my life with you," he replied, pushing his hand through his hair.

"And?"

He grinned. "I asked you first Razz."

She rolled her eyes. "I like Riley for a boy."

"Riley Mercer. Has a nice ring to it. I was thinking maybe Bobby," he joked.

"Be serious you ass wad," she demanded, smacking his chest.

"OK, OK. For a boy Ilike Liam," he said.

"Aw Liam Mercer sounds so cute," she gushed.

"How about girl's names? Any good ones there?" he questioned.

"Nichelle," she answered without hesitation.

He wrinkled his nose. "Nichelle? Seriously?"

"Well can you do any better?" she snapped.

"Yeah. Let's call her Rachel," he suggested.

"NO!" she shouted, startling them both. "No. I knew a girl in grade school named Rachel who was a total bitch."

"Fair enough. What about Emily?" he commented.

"That can go in the maybe list. I like Holly."

"Too Christmas," Jack countered. "When are you due then? January?"

She smiled. "November, dumbass. I'm three months along and it's May. Count nine months from March."

He ruffled her hair. "We both know math was Jerry's thing."

"Don't mess up my fake hair!" she cried, reaching out to mess up his perfectly messy hair.

Jack laughed, dodging her attempts of revenge. He flung open the bathroom door and ran down the hall. Lauren kicked off her flip flops and chased after him, grateful she'd changed into her reception dress before hand. When she rounded the corner into the auditorium, she was shocked to see many of the guests already there, swaying to the ambient music the DJ had put on in the background. Jack watched with silent admiration, proud that she was his wife. He knew she hadn't spotted him at the back of the room, so he put his hands in his pockets and watched her greet the guests. He had shed his jacket hours before, allowing him to blend in easily with the other male guests. Her whole body glowed with her stunning smile. There was no one in the room but her, laughing and gliding from person to person. Her white cocktail gown gave her body an angelic halo and it was then that he noticed the fabric cling to the beginning of a promising baby bump. He wondered how he hand't noticed it before and mentally punched himself for not noticing. And in that moment, as he watched her radiate nothing but joy, he never loved her more. When she did finally spot him, he was already making his way through the crowd to meet her.

"Im so happy you're pregnant. I have never been so sure of you more than I am right now," he whispered in her ear.

"Because you knocked me up?" she teased.

"Because you're my beautiful wife and I've never seen you happier. It pleases me that I did that," he explained.

She smiled, taking his hand. "It pleases me that you married me."

Jack laughed and kissed her. "It's almost time for our first dance as husband and wife."

"I think I can handle it," she said, pulling him into a deep kiss.

Jack moaned into her mouth before pulling away. "Ya know, you doing that makes it REALLY difficult to wait until the honey moon to rip your clothes off."

She grinned. "Just as I intended. You're much better in bed if you've had to wait all day long. Especially since you haven't been alone long enough to go somewhere and jerk it."

"You are such a pervert," he stated.

"I've learned from the best. Come on Jackie Poo. They're playing our song," she whispered, pulling him through the throng of people to the empty centre of the floor.

"I'm not a pervert!" he protested, his voice lost among the music.

And just like that, they were the only two in the world. The spotlight followed them around as they danced to Linger, the Cranberries' classic. Shane leaned against Evan, blinking tears from her eyes as the couple melted against each other and flowed with the music.Flashes popped up among the crowd every now and then, forever capturing their moment of perfect bliss. Neither noticed anything but the beating heart of the other, both beats soon falling in sync.Lauren rested her cheek against his chest and closed her eyes, allowing his scent to envelop her mind and eternally consume that moment. Jack could smell the oatmeal of her shampoo as he kissed the top of her head, eyes sealed to everything that wasn't the woman in his arms. During the final run of the chorus, he leaned down and whispered in her ear.

"You know I'm such a fool for you."

She looked up, tears shining in her eyes. "You got me wrapped around your finger."

He tilted her chin upward, capturing her lips in the warm embrace of his kiss. "I don't ever want to let you go."

"I don't ever want you to," she admitted.

"Lauren, I am going to be with you forever. Nothing will take me from you and our baby," he whispered, holding their hands over his heart.

She finally let her tears fall from her eyes. "I can't do this without you Jack. I need you to help me take care of this child."

He cupped herface in his hands. "I'm not going anywhere Razz. I wouldn't miss our kid grow up for the world."

With those words, she buried her face in his chest, not noticing Shane and Jerry join them in their dance to Shawn Mullins' Lullabye. The song made Lauren chuckled and she looked up once again. Jack smiled and pointed to his best man and her maid of honour. Lauren nodded her understanding, knowing the song was Shane's guilty pleasure and secret favourite song. Once again, she rested her cheek against Jack's chest.

"Did you ever think things would end up this way?" she inquired.

"Since day one. But that's me. There was never a doubt in my mind that I'd marry you. I didn't want to miss a single thing in your life. Our life together," he replied.

She smiled against the smooth fabric of his shirt. "I could stay lost in this moment forever."

"Every moment spent with you is a moment I treasure," he crooned in a deliberate terrible impersonation of Steven Tyler.

"Buzzkill," she laughed. "I love you husband."

"I love you more, wife," he said, pulling her close to her body.

"Not possible," she murmured, hugging him tightly.