Okay guys this is the last chapter of this fic, id thought I better bring it to a close cos lets face it I don't want to drag it on forever and for it to become extremely dull. Its going to be a long one! So anyway enjoy! Review please.

Today was the day. Ruthie stared at herself in the mirror; she was officially an adult, and what better way to celebrate that by getting married. By the evening she would be Mrs Martin Brewer, something she had been dreaming about for just under four years. She glanced at the clock, 9:03am, less than 3 hours before she walked up the aisle. Just then all the female Camden's along with Mac's girlfriend- Emma. She had to admit Emma was perfect for Mac in everyway, they shared the same interests, they both act like children, yet when push comes to shove they'll always be there. Over the past couple of months she had become quite close, resulting in Ruthie asking Emma to be one of her many bridesmaids.

Ruthie watched as everyone piled into her room with massive grins plastered on her face all desperate to start mauling her.

Martin entered his living room to see Mac still sound asleep on the couch, he quickly walked to grab a pillow before hurling it in Mac's direction "Oi, c'mon up. I'm not going to have my best man run late for my wedding." Mac stirred a little

"Just five more minutes" he mumbled. Martin rolled his eyes before throwing yet another pillow at him, this time a little harder. Mac shot up.

"Okay, okay I'm awake, no need to hurl a pillow in my face! What's the rush anyway?"

Martin folded his arms and gave Mac a very unimpressed look "Sometimes I wonder if you have brains at all, I really do."

Mac bit his lip "Oh yeah, sorry man, it takes a while for my brain to kick start."

"I can tell…now get up and have a shower, you don't smell so fresh."

"The compliments keep on coming with you Brewer, don't they?" Mac sarcastically replied as he made his way to the stares. "Oh, Martin?" Mac hesitated a little.

"Yeah?"

"I… I kind of need to ask you a favour? Only if it's okay with you… at the reception, I want to…well I want to… propose to Emma. But if not I'll wait a while, I don't want to ruin your big day or anything."

Martin was taken back a little, not by the fact that Mac had the cheek to ask him to propose to his girlfriend on his wedding day, but because Mac, Mac Wilson is prepared to settle down!

"You're really serious about her aren't you?"

"Yeah, I am" he replied, the seriousness evident in his tone.

"Then I don't see what the problem is" Martin smiled at his best friend who was practically jumping up in down.

"Thank you, thank you so much!"

"Hey, it's the least I can do, lets face it without your help I don't think I would be standing here today about to get married! Now really please go shower." Mac laughed as he made his way to the bathroom.

"Ouch!" Ruthie screeched, as she grabbed her head in pain, Lucy was practically scrapping the hairbrush through her scalp

"Sorry" Ruthie now had a little less than two hours to do her makeup, get dressed and get to church.

"Guys…" Ruthie turned around to all the women in her room "Do you think I should be getting married today? I mean is it the right thing?" She watched as everyone burst out in laughter,

"Right okay who guessed 2 hours?" Mary shouted, as Sarah raised her hand. Ruthie's eyes widened as everyone else handed Sarah money.

"Err what?"

"We…err… kind of had a bet on how long it would take you to question today… and well Sarah won. Couldn't you of held out half an hour longer?" Emma told her.

"Oh lovely. So you all made a bet on my paranoia?" Everyone nodded.

"Pretty much."

"Well then I expect a share of your winnings!" Ruthie smiled widely as Sarah sighed and handed her a 20. "Now c'mon get on with the task in hand. I have exactly an hour before I have to leave. Make me beautiful."

Mac stood at the doorway with his camera, ready and waiting in his suit, as he watched Martin put the final touches to his hair.

"Done… How do I look?"

"Awful, start again." Mac said seriously

"Really?" Martin became panicky as he had little time left.

"Gosh, lighten up I'm having a laugh with you, you look great now c'mon picture time!" Mac called up Martins dad as they exchanged turns taking the photos, once they had finished, it was time to go. "This is it, you're now going to say goodbye to single life at the young age of twenty."

"You're making it out like that's a bad thing… and you are as well remember! You do have the rings don't you?"

"Which ones?"

Martin pinched the bridge of his nose "My wedding rings and your engagement ring."

"NO… Oh I don't know where I put them!!" Martin began to turn red in the face "JOKING!"

"You're really not funny."

Mac got in the car after Martin "I know."

Once again Ruthie stood in front of the mirror; instead this time she was standing there with her wedding dress and veil on, she had to admit she looked amazing. Her dress was strapless and complimented her figure perfectly, whilst her hair was curled and up in a do. Her something old and blue was a pair of sapphire and white gold studs hat belonged to her grandmother, her something new was the white gold bracelet she was wearing and her something borrowed was the garter she was wearing, which belonged to Mary. She took one final look at herself before making her way downstairs. As she reached the bottom, she saw all her family standing their smiling with their camera's in their hands.

"Do you know what Ruthie? Simon said as he put his arm around his favourite sibling. "I'd always thought you'd be the oldest Camden to marry, but it looks like you're the youngest. Oh and by the way, you look beautiful!" Simon gave her a quick kiss on the cheek before they all left for the church.

Ruthie had decided that her father would carry out the ceremony, Lucy would be her maid of honour, Mary, Sarah and Emma would be bridesmaids and Savannah the flower girl. Both Matt and Simon would give her away.

Mac noticed Martin was shaking "Hey you alright man? You're shaking a bit"

Martin starred back at him confused; he looked down at his hands "Oh, nerves." They had both arrived at the church a few minutes before, Kevin, Simon, Matt and Carlos not far behind them. "So when and how are you going to pop the question to Em?"

"Well that's where I need your help again."

"…Okay…"

"I kind of need you to get Ruthie to make sure Emma catches the bouquet. You know 'person who catches it will be married next' so when she catches it that's when I'll get down on one knee."

Martin nodded "That's real nice man. I still can't believe you of all people are going to settle down."

"Neither can I! I always thought we'd be bachelors for a good couple of years to come, but I guess be got lucky."

"Yeah, we did…"

Ruthie looked at the time, any moment now, Matt and Simon would come and take her up the aisle. She couldn't believe that only a few short months ago her and Martin were no more than friends and now, well now she was going to be Mrs Ruthie Brewer. Just as expected Simon and Matt came barging with grins stretching from ear to ear on their faces. The both extended an arm as Ruthie linked hers with theirs.

"This is the last time you'll be a Camden" Simon said almost sadly

"Oh c'mon I'll always be a Camden." She flashed them one of her famous smiles as they made their way to the back of the aisle.

"You ready?" Matt whispered

"You betcha" Just then the music began to play. Martin turned around to see his very soon to be wife. Mac put his hand on Martins shoulder

"Wow."

"I know." Martin added.

The ceremony went smoothly, with lots of tear – mainly from Mac, and laughs everyone sat and watched two people who were perfect for each other get married.

After posing with their family, Martin filled Ruthie in on Mac's little plan, which she happily agreed on.

Mac stood up and tapped his glass for everyone's attention it was speech time. Martin knew that Mac could either make this into a respectable speech or humorous and embarrassing. Knowing Mac respectable wasn't in his favour.

"Good afternoon, Ladies and Gentlemen. I would first like to thank you all for coming today and helping to make Martin and Ruthie's wedding such a memorable and special occasion. Personally, I wish you'd all stayed at home and made my job less nerve wracking." Everyone let out a laugh as Mac paused "

"When Martin asked me to be his best man, I wasn't at all surprised. After all I am his only friend, well besides Ruthie and you can't expect her to take on that role! I was over the moon that he was going to marry the woman that he loves. Then a few drinks later, it dawned on me. I would miss the Gilmore Girls! Oh, and of course there was the speech. Choking on my beer at the realisation that I would have to stand up and talk in front of his family and closest friends, I started shaking and told him that I didn't think that I could do it. Then he reassured me, he said, "all you have got to do is stand up, look a little idiotic, tell a few jokes and be confident." Taking this on board, here I am.

I've been told that it's good to start the speech with a joke & so I promise I'll start
shortly. It's also been said that wedding guests are the most forgiving audience & you'll
laugh at the lamest joke. Over the next 10 minutes I will be severely testing
this theory.

Firstly a thank-you I have been asked to make. Martin would like me to thank his beautiful new wife for turning up today. I saw him this morning when he was worrying, and it wasn't a pretty sight. A thing you'll have to get used to Ruthie. Good luck.

Anyway a few words about the main man:

I have known Martin for, 15 years now. He's always been frugal with his money, saving every last penny, but sure enough one day he did lose his cool. It was about a year ago. We were in a shop, grabbing a bite to eat, as you do, when Martin picks up the most expensive item in sight and said to me, "It's pretty expensive, but I can afford it. I've got the money" and he dropped the packet of Oreo's into the basket.

We may be asking ourselves what does Ruthie sees in Martin, I know I regularly do!
But they say love is blind and marriage is a real eye opener, so I'd like to
say, Martin, you are a lucky man, marrying Ruthie today. She deserves a good
husband…… unfortunately you got to her before she had a chance to find
one! Joking, I honestly couldn't imagine two other people so perfect for each other.

A few words about the bride:

I've known Ruthie for about two years now, but already I say that she is the
one for Martin,. She looks absolutely
amazing tonight, and it brings me great happiness to see my two best friends in the whole world profess their love for one another.

Martin, Ruthie sure knows what she wants, she's not afraid to go and get it,
and today she's marrying you. That should make you feel really special.

But seriously Martin, that decision you've made to marry Ruthie is a good one.
You've got someone who's beautiful, charming, smart, funny, loving and caring.
And Catherine, you've got
… Well… you've got Martin……………

In all seriousness though… Martin, it has been a great honour to have been your
best man here today, but more importantly to have known you as a true
friend of yours over the last 15years. Yes, we have had some disagreements, but
nothing that two lawyers and a high court judge couldn't sort out.

I sincerely wish you the happiest of marriages and may
our friendship continue for many years to come.

I started planning this speech a few days ago…. & it must feel like I've
been delivering it that long. So it gives me immense pleasure, not to
mention relief, to ask you to be upstanding for the bride and groom.

Ladies and gentlemen, Martin and Ruthie!!" Everyone raised their glasses for a toast, as Martin shot Mac a smile, he had to admit the speech could have been a whole lot worse.

As the reception drew to a close Ruthie stood up ready to throw the bouquet, which purposefully landed in the arms of Emma. Emma turned around to show Mac when she realised he was on one knee, she quickly looked back at Ruthie who was nodding; Emma just stood their open mouthed as Mac pulled out a box from his pocket. "Emma, over the past few months you've made me the happiest man alive, you're the first thing I think of when I open my eyes and the last when I close them. I want to spend the rest of my life with you showing you just how happy you make me. Emma, will you marry me?"

Emma squealed "Yes!" Mac got up and placed the ring on her finger. Martin placed his arm around Ruthie. "It looks like we all got our happy ending."

She agreed "Yep. Looks like it."