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"Peyton, do you take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband, in sickness and in health, for as long as you both shall live?"

"I do." Peyton said, unable to concentrate. The rest of the ceremony was a blur, and it was only when Jake kissed her that she really realised what had just happened.

I just got married! Oh my word, I just got married!

Peyton dissolved into smiles and tears of happiness as the reality set in. As she walked down the aisle for the second time, but with Jake on her arm now, she half expected something terrible to happen. It couldn't really be this perfect. But no, there were no uninvited guests, no one to break up the party. Everyone was smiling at her, wishing her well. It was… well, it was perfect.

oooOOOooo

Twenty minutes later, Peyton was sitting in the limousine with her new husband, on the way to the reception. She still had no idea where it was, as Haley and Brooke had sorted out the location. She had intended to keep watch out of the window to try and work out where the car was taking her, but Jake had kept her preoccupied most of the way there.

The couple were mid-kiss when the limo pulled up and the driver opened the door. Peyton closed her eyes, took in a deep breath and stepped out.

It was the river court. The same basketball court where all those things had happened – the Nathan v Lucas game that had started it all, all those confrontations, all those confessions, they happened right here. Except it was different, really different. It had been cleaned, tidied up; the old hoop had been replaced and down one side of the tarmac ran a long white marquee.

Brooke bounded up. "So, what do you think? It was my idea. I'm telling you, it took a while to get the hoop replaced, but we did it in the end. So?"

"Brooke, it's awesome. I love it!" Jake emerged from the limousine and put his arms round Peyton's waist. "It's perfect, everything's just perfect." she smiled.

"Knew you'd like it." Brooke grinned. "Now, Jake, we need you over here to…" Brooke whisked Jake off, leaving Peyton to gather her things and make her way over to the marquee. But before she got there, she felt a tap on her back and turned around.

It was Carla.

"Oh my god, can't you just leave us alone?" Peyton turned back around furious, but Carla caught her arm.

"I'm not here to cause trouble," she said quietly. "I just wanted to apologise."

"Apologise for what? Paying Nicki to come and ruin our relationship?"

"Actually, yes."

oooOOOooo

Fifteen minutes later, Carla was reaching the end of her story about her and Jake.

"After I broke up with Jake, I was bitter. I hate to say it, but I blamed you. I know it wasn't really your fault. I just, well, I saw the way he looked at you and I just couldn't remember the last time he'd looked at me like that. I was jealous.

"So I found Nicki and I paid her to mess things up. I didn't regret it until she told me how happy you seemed. Even Nicki Turner has a heart, you know." Peyton laughed a little at the suggestion. Carla ignored it and continued. "I felt really bad, I still do." she paused. "I'm going to go now. I just figured you deserve to know the truth on your wedding day." Carla smiled, stood up and started to walk away, but Peyton stayed sitting, still processing the information.

Carla stopped a second and turned on her heel. "You look beautiful, you know."

"Thanks." Peyton lifted her head and raised her voice. "Wait, stay."

"What?"

"Stay here. You should. I want you to."

"Really?" Carla took a step forward.

"Sure." Peyton nodded and the two women began to walk towards the marquee.

oooOOOooo

An hour and a half later, the lunch had been eaten, the photos had been taken, and it was time for the toasts. Jake's brother David had just finished his, and so it was time for the groom.

Jake stood up.

"Don't worry, I won't talk long, all of you know how much I hate long speeches. I really just wanted to thank you all for coming; it means a lot that you've shared the day with us. Thank you to my best man, by brilliant brother David, thanks to Lucas and Nathan, my groomsmen. Thank you to my parents, who've supported me all the way, and, last but most definitely not least, thank you to my beautiful wife Peyton. You're completely and utterly perfect. I'd like to just raise a toast to all of you guys, for making your way here and being here with us. Thanks." Jake drank a little of his champagne, as did the rest of the party.

Peyton cleared her throat and began to read from her notes.

"First of all, I'd like to thank the whole of the bridal party: my adorable flower girls, Katie and Laura, my beautiful bridesmaids, Brooke and Haley, who also helped me organise all of this, and to my lovely maid of honour, Jenny. You've helped to make today really special. And to Jenny, I'd like to say thanks for welcoming me into your family so whole-heartedly.

"Thank you to all of you for coming, thanks to the waiters and the band, and a huge thank you to Jake. You restored my trust and helped me be truly happy. I'd just like to read a little something; it's one of my favourites. It's called Touched by an Angel, by Maya Angelou.

'We, unaccustomed to courage, exiles from delight
live coiled in shells of loneliness
until love leaves its high holy temple
and comes into our sight
to liberate us into life.

Love arrives
and in its train come ecstasies
old memories of pleasure
ancient histories of pain.
Yet if we are bold,
love strikes away the chains of fear
from our souls.

We are weaned from our timidity
in the flush of love's light
we dare be brave
and suddenly we see
that love costs all we are
and will ever be.
Yet it is only love
which sets us free.'"

Peyton smiled, kissed Jake on the cheek and returned to her seat. As the guests started to talk again, Brooke came to sit next to her, handing Maddie to her as she did so.

"Oh thanks, I feel like I haven't seen her all day. Where's Noah?"

"With Haley." Brooke replied. "Can I talk to you a second?"

"Sure, yeah." Peyton stood up, shifted Maddie onto her hip and followed Brooke to the end of the marquee.

When they got there, Brooke pulled up two chairs, sitting down on one of them. "I just… well, I guess I just wanted to say thank you. I've had a rough patch recently and you haven't given up on me. And this is all at the risk of sounding really cheesy, but you've been a star. Thanks."

Peyton squeezed Brooke's knee, smiling encouragingly. "No worries. How did things go with Lucas?"

"Good, considering. Last night is going to be a one time thing, at least for now. I mean, in the long run, who knows? He's a great guy, but I've got Jamie's welfare to think about and he has to sort things through with Samantha." She paused. "But I'm going to get my life sorted out. We talked about it all; that's why I was crying really, because I realised just how messed up I got. But I'm going to start learning sign language, for when Jamie's a bit older, and I'm going to make sure I ask for help if I need it, because I forgot to do that last time."

Brooke pushed a stray strand of Peyton's hair behind her ear. "I'm so happy for you, P. Sawyer. You deserve this. All of this." She motioned at the marquee and the guests.

"B. Davis," Peyton replied. "so do you."

"Thanks, Peyton." Brooke bit her lip and looked down. "Anyway, I've got to go and set up at-" she stopped herself before she revealed the location of the reception that evening. "I've got to go and help set up the party. I'll see you later." Brooke gave Maddie a small wave and Peyton a smile, before disappearing into the throng of guests.

Peyton scanned the party, the soft guitars of The Killers playing over the speakers.

But then you took me by surprise, I'm dreaming bout those dreamy eyes… I never knew, I never knew. But it's alright...

Everything will be alright

Everything will be alright

Peyton saw Jake and his parents talking. She saw Carla laughing with tall handsome guy, one of Jake's workmates. She saw Haley and Nathan, Jenny and Leo, Larry and Karen slow dancing to the music. She looked over at Noah, in his daddy's arms, and down at her little girl, smiling her innocent smile.

And she knew that in the end, everything would be alright.