Noel's POV

"Taylor!" I gasp in relief as my maid of honor bursts into the hotel room.

"Sorry, sorry, sorry, Josh and I got a little . . . caught up," Her face was flushed and eyes a little too wild, but having my best friend here finally helped me feel a little more calm. Not that my mom, Gran B, Sadie, Ally, Tina, Haley, and Danielle weren't doing a good job, but Taylor's gushing attitude helped pick up my own spirits instantaneously.

"Nervous? I ordered a get away car, just in case," She teased as my nails were being worked on simultaneously by two women who would eventually do the entire group. She flopped beside me in a chair and the hair stylist began on hers.

"I just want to look perfect, walking down the aisle and marrying my middle school and high school sweetheart is the easy part,"

"Oh don't worry, we could send you down in rags with a buzz cut and Matthew would still think you're the most gorgeous thing to walk on this Earth," I stared at Taylor in the mirror for a moment before we burst laughing.

"I hate to give Taylor any credit, but she's right," Sadie teased as my giggling subsided. Mom rolled her eyes as she appeared to my right in the mirror, completely glitzed up, only waiting on her special summer dress that we'd chosen together. The moment the ladies finished with my acrylic finger nails and matching white French-tipped toe nails, the hairstylist was able to finally begin on me. I'd chosen a "messy princess bun" that had braids that wound around the bun, to finish it all off, the hairdresser added just a little bit of sparkle, and he was done.

"I still think you should've gone with a bit more make up, it is your wedding day after all, a bit more effort is common,"

"Shut up Danielle," Taylor remarked snidely, but shot me a secret smile as Danielle rolled her eyes. Mom did a sparkly white eye shadow that sort of faded away off my eyelid, a little bit of winged eye liner, water-proof mascara, and a quiet pink lip stick that matched my carnation themed wedding. I continued to allow for my nails to dry before carefully standing up, before I could say a word—

"Get the dress!" Taylor practically bellowed, leaving me to a laughing fit again. It took four people carefully trying to avoid my nails and hair to get me zipped up in it, but I immediately fell in love with it all over again. It had a sweat heart neckline that was covered in sequins to my waist, where a princess ball gown flowed to the floor, covered in swirl patterns of sequins. Gran B hooked my necklace, got my bracelets on, and put my earrings in, all matching diamonds that were centered around my diamond engagement ring.

"Noel, you look gorgeous, it's going to be hard for Matt to keep you all to himself during this thing," Sadie pretended to fan herself with a paper plate and I giggled. Mom hadn't said anything though as she gazed at me, and I looked to see she had tears filling her eyes.

"Oh mama," I whispered, pulling her in for a delicate hug, trying to avoid ruining all of the hard work that had gone into me for the passed two hours. She laughed as she pulled away, quickly dabbing at her eyelids.

"I love you so much, Noel, from the moment I found out you were here," She gestured to her stomach, "I've loved you and you have only made me love you more and more since then."

"I love you too," I murmured, not sure how to respond much more when my chest filled up with emotion.

"We're going to be late if you keep this up, let's go," I looked to see my bridesmaids had all silently gotten into their dresses and I smiled and nodded. In the limousine that would take us from the hotel down to the beach for the wedding, there happened to be a case of Mike's Hard Lemonade, courtesy of Josh it seemed.

"If one of you gets the teeniest, tiniest drop on this dress, you'll find yourself going for a swim, off a cliff," Any hands that had began to reach for the bottles quickly retreated and Taylor only laughed and playfully leaned against me before easing back.

"So have you found the house you and Matt want to live in near campus?" Slightly going around college rules and a bribe from daddy, Texas was allowing for Matt and me to stay off campus. Taylor and Josh would be staying in the dorms their first year before moving into an apartment. Matt and I had both been awarded full ride scholarships, many to Ivy League, but we chose a mutual school that would be best for both our athletic endeavors, which had fallen to Texas.

"We think so, we're going down again after our honeymoon, and making a final decision," The driver eased up to the beach. It was actually nice and warm out for midsummer at Coldwater. I instantly spotted daddy and couldn't stop myself from splitting into a huge smile. He gave me a nice big hug, giving a rare grin that shown just how much he loved me.

"You look beautiful princess," He said after kissing my cheek and let his grin last a little longer as mom and Gran B walked up to us.

"It's about to start, we must get our seats," Gran B suddenly gasped and almost yanked mom away as they headed down the hill toward the wedding. Because of the wide open space, it had been left on Josh's shoulders, Matt's best man, to distract him as daddy and I made our way down there after all the bridesmaids.

"So glad I went with the carnations, roses are too mainstream," I whispered to dad as we carefully went down the steps, though my heels were only two inches, it felt like six to try not to trip over my dress.

"You would say that," He muttered back and I giggled. We got in line behind everyone and I heard everyone start to settle into their seats. Without a prompt, they started to move, splitting apart at the altar, and I witnessed Josh pretending to flick off sand from Matt's jacket, momentarily distracting him, and then the music started playing as daddy and I started our walk. My eyes locked with Matt's as he grinned, an open, joyous smile that melted me from the inside out. I kissed daddy's cheek and he shook Matt's hand before he gave me away.

"Why did we hire someone to marry us again when we aren't even listening to half the things he's saying?"

"Well you were the one who said no to Vegas," I stopped myself from rolling my eyes as the vows went on and on and on. Then the words automatically left my lips, "I do," and I found myself caught up in a kiss and all of a sudden very married.

"I love you beautiful,"

"I love you too handsome,"

**********Ten Years Later**********

"Grandma!" Four little voices cheered as they shot from my daddy to my mom. He straightened up and pointed to the three little triplets all begging for a hug from grandma while Matt Jr., hung back, waiting his turn quietly, the question clear in dad's eyes.

"We're not sure either," I whispered and received a dirty look before pointing each one out, recognizing them by their different smiles, "Joy, Hope, and Faith." Junior finally got a hug from his grandma before retreating back to me as mom fought to grant each of my daughters enough attention without one getting offended in turn. Matt looked exactly like his father and had a quiet, thoughtful personality, yet he was a momma's boy at heart.

"Do you want to help Grandpa and daddy get the bags inside?" I asked and he nodded, briefly hugging me around the waist as he passed me to follow daddy outside to help Matt with our luggage. We'd ended up settling in Dallas after college and at least saw my parents three times a year, Easter, Thanksgiving, and Christmas. Since the girls became old enough to fly, we tried to make more trips back, especially because Matt's parents were more stubborn about us coming to see them than vise versa.

"Faith, stop pulling on Hope's hair," I reminded my daughter as Joy came over to me, quickly realizing grandma's arms could only hold to of them at a time. I picked her up and kissed her cheek. All three identical triplets looked like me, only by personality or smiles were Matt, Junior, and I able to discern them from one another. Joy was my little giggle box and usually had an adorable half smile when she was trying to be funny, Hope was playful and smiled a lot regardless, then came my little troublemaker, Faith, who smiled with a gleam in her eye. The boys worked on getting stuff set up in the bedrooms for all six of us while I brought the girls' toy bag out so mom and I could sit down and chat for a while.

"Still enjoying staying at home?" She asked.

"Of course, Matt stays home a lot for work and Junior is a huge help with the girls. He makes them laugh all the time. He's been enjoying pre-school, loves the number 4 of course because that's his age. Oh, and he brought home the cutest painting of three flowers with the girls' photos glued on each one for the family project that they did, I can't believe by next year I'll be enrolling them for pre-school," I stopped as a bag came tumbling down the stairs and Matthew Junior peeked sheepishly down at us before hurrying to pick it up. Joy began to rub her eyes and walked back over to me, her two sisters quickly following before I suddenly had all three of them in my arms.

"See how easy it was having just me," I teased my mom as she took Hope so I could begin the trek upstairs with the other two.

"You possessed the energy of ten toddlers on sugar at this age; I have no idea what you mean by easy," Getting all of the girls down was a forty-five minute process, even with the help of my parents. I went around and kissed all of their fore heads before heading over to my ever reserved son who had smartly stayed out of the way until I had some time to pick him up. He laid his head on my shoulder as I swayed back and forth, watching Matt, daddy, and mom get the girls down in their pens for the night. Junior wanted to sleep on a cot in my old room with Matt and I, which was fine because I didn't want to stick him in a room with his three restless sisters who would most likely want to play with him rather than sleep. He got dressed in his pajamas across the hall as Matt and I used my old bathroom to change in.

"Feels like old times," He teased in my ear, wrapping his arms around my waist. We grinned at each other in the mirror and he kissed my shoulder as we stood, enjoying our few moments of solitude that we managed to catch here and there.

"Except you know, the sleeping in part," I pointed out and he shrugged before we both heard Matt come into the bedroom and we exited the bathroom.

"Good night champ, love you," Matt whispered, kissing his forehead, before I leaned down and whispered the same thing.

"Good night, I love you too," He whispered and Matt and I went over to my old bed.

Matt's POV

I ended up down stairs in the recliner with Faith in my arms as she laid with her head over my heart after waking up crying. Her sisters had thankfully managed to sleep through it as I got up to help her go back to sleep. I heard footsteps and was a little surprised to see Noel's dad coming down the stairs as he took a seat in the recliner across from me.

"You know, I used to hold Noel just like that to get her back to sleep,"

"Must've been where Faith got it from," I said with a smile as I kissed my little girl's head.

"Yeah, her cry kind of reminded me of Noel's, couldn't sleep after that," He shrugged as I held down my chuckle, determined to keep my breathing even as to not jostle Faith.

"You remember that?" I asked.

"Of course, you know, I kind of wondered how it was going to feel when Noel was born, how my world was going to change, but I realized she didn't take up a part of my world, my world expanded to fit her in it with Nora. One of the best days of my life was seeing my princess come into the world and after that day, everything was complete, absolutely everything."

AN: Can't believe I'm finally done with this. I hit so many writer's blocks that I figured my sanity along with everyone who reads this that it was time to put this story out to pasture. Please review, but if not, that's okay too.