"Fee? What are you doing up so early?" Roger asked rolling over in bed as Fiona rushed around the room to get her things together.
"Wedding gown shopping. Maureen and Joanne are meeting me uptown and then we're having lunch with your mom. Go back to sleep Baby." she whispered walking over to the bed.
"It's 8 o'clock in the morning Fee. Why do you guys have to go so early?" he asked propping himself up on his elbow.
"Because we have a lot of stores to hit. I want to make sure I get the perfect one." she smiled looking down at him.
"Anything you wear will be perfect. You know that." he smiled leaning up to kiss her.
"Roger, I want our wedding to be perfect. Right down to my dress. I'm not gonna wear just any dress. It has to be perfect." she said caressing his face with her thumb.
"It will be Fee. As long as we get married, it'll be the most perfect day of our lives." he smiled looking up at her.
"Yes it will. I just want to look perfect. There's nothing wrong with that." she smiled caressing his bare chest.
"OK Baby. I get it. Have fun. Don't forget, I have band practice this afternoon and we have to be at the club at 8." he smiled looking up at her.
"OK Baby. I'll be back in time. I promise. I love you." she smiled looking down at him.
"I love you too Fee." he smiled leaning up to kiss her again. This time it was passionate.
"Eww, morning breath. Not cool Roger." she laughed looking into his green eyes.
"Oh yeah?" he asked starting to tackle her to the bed.
"I have to go Roger." she squealed looking up at him.
"OK, I'm sorry. I'll see you later Baby." he laughed looking over at her as he let her go.
"Bye." she smiled getting up and leaving the room.
"God you guys are loud in the morning." Mark complained sitting at the metal counter drinking coffee.
"Sorry Marky. I'm going out with Maureen and Joanne to look for a wedding dress. I'll be back later." she smiled looking over at him.
"At 8 o'clock in the morning?" he asked looking up at her.
"Yeah, we're have a lot of stores to hit in the city and then we're meeting Mrs. Davis for lunch." she smiled looking over at him.
"Oh, cool. Have fun. Roger's performing tonight, right?" he asked looking over at him.
"Yeah. I'll be back in time. I'll see you later Mark." she smiled before opening the loft door and leaving.
"Hey Mark." Roger smiled coming out of his room wearing sweatpants and no shirt.
"Hey. Did Fee wake you up?" he asked looking over at him.
"Yeah. But I don't mind. I would have missed her otherwise." he smiled looking over at him as he poured himself coffee.
"She's really excited about the wedding, huh?" Mark asked looking back at him.
"Yeah, she is." he laughed before taking a sip.
"Are you guys gonna move out when you get married?" Mark asked point blank, catching Roger off guard.
"I don't know Mark. We haven't talked about it yet. But if we do move out, it doesn't mean we're not still gonna be friends." he said looking over at him.
"I know. I've just never lived here without you." he said looking over at him.
"Yeah you have. Remember, when I went to Santa Fe after Angel and then when me and Fee had to go on the run." he said looking over at him.
"Yeah but that was temporary and I knew that. When you get married, it's gonna be permanent." he said looking over at him.
"Mark, no matter what happens, you're my best friend. You know I would never completely abandon you. We've been through too much. Fee included." he said looking over at him.
"I know. I'm sorry Roger. I'm just not looking forward to living in this loft alone." he said looking down into his coffee.
"I know Mark. It'll be OK. You'll see." he smiled going over to the window seat.
"Fiona? Is that you?" a young dark haired woman asked as Fiona, Maureen and Joanne looked through the racks at the bridal shop.
"Francesca. Um... hi. How are you?" she asked looking over at her uncomfrotably.
"Where have you been? Jake was looking all over for you before he got picked up last month." she asked looking over at her. Her hair was long and frosted, her make up was mild, but beautiful and her nails were long and french manicured.
"Yeah, I know. I had to get away from him. There were things he was doing that I was really uncomfortable about." she said looking over at her.
"Yeah, well in case you were wondering Tony got picked up too." she told her putting her hands on her hips.
"I know. I'm sorry Frankie. I just..." she started when Francesca interrupted her.
"Did you ever think about what you were doing to your so called friends?" she asked looking over at her.
"I couldn't do it Frankie. I saw him beat that guy up and I couldn't keep quiet." she said looking over at her.
"Yeah and then you ran away. You liked the advantages of being with Jake but not how he got it." she said looking over at her.
"Yeah and he had his guys beat up my boyfriend to get to me. Did Tony tell you that?" she said looking over at her.
"Whatever Fiona. You were engaged to Jake. You had no right to be dating anyone anyway." she said looking over at her as Maureen moved Fiona aside.
"Listen um... Frankie is it? Yeah, um you should really adjust your tone. Fiona had the right to get out if she wanted to. So if you don't want to have a couple of other problems, other than your man being incarcerated, I'd shut up, turn around and walk away if I were you." Maureen said stepping in front of Fiona.
"And who are you?" Francesca asked looking up at her.
"I'm gonna be a problem if you don't follow my advice. Your man is in prison. Boo hoo. He shouldn't have become a mobster when he grew up. Now if you'll excuse us. We're trying to look for the perfect wedding dress for my best friend here." Maureen said turning her back on Francesca. Francesca just looked at Fiona and walked away.
"Oh my God Maureen. Thank you so much. I don't know what I would have done if you hadn't broke in like that." she said looking over at her.
"It was nothing. How do you like this one?" she asked pulling out a wedding gown as Fiona and Joanne continued to look at her. "What?" she asked looking over at her.
"I have never seen you like that before. I liked it." Joanne smiled looking over at her.
"Oh Pookie, it was nothing. I watched Goodfellas last night. You know, Robert DeNiro plays a great mobster?" she smiled still holding the wedding gown in her hand.
"And that is why you're my maid of honor. You got a set a balls on you." Fiona laughed throwing her arms around Maureen hugging her.
"You know I would never let anyone hurt you." she smiled looking over at her.
"You're amazing Maureen." Fiona laughed looking over at her.
"Yeah well, I could have told you that. Now are we gonna look at wedding dresses or are we gonna continue stating the obvious?" she asked looking over at her.
"That's Maureen." Joanne laughed looking over at her.
"Hi mom. Have you been waiting long?" Fiona asked looking down at Mrs. Davis as she sat at the table.
"Nope, I just got here. How did wedding shopping go?" she asked looking over at her.
"Great. We didn't find anything, but Maureen told off an old friend of mine." Fiona laughed as she, Maureen and Joanne sat down.
"An old friend of yours? One that could get you hurt?" she asked worried.
"Well, she was dating one of the guys that beat Roger up, but he's in jail and she was mad at me for ratting them out. But Maureen took care of her. She really told her off. You should have seen her mom. She was amazing." Fiona smiled looking over at Maureen.
"Well, no one treats my best friend like that. Can we order drinks now? I'm dying of thirst here." she smiled leaning her elbows on the table.
"Sure Maureen. Anything for you. You protected my future daughter in law." Mrs. Davis smiled as she waved the waiter over.
"What protect? I had fun. I love strong arming people. It was fun to have someone else to play with. Playing with Mark is getting too easy." she laughed as Joanne looked over at her in shock.
"Maureen." she called out trying not to laugh.
"What? It is." she laughed as the woman enjoyed their lunch.