Hey guys! Sorry for the delay.. I'm back in California for my 3rd year of college and I'm booked with classes. But here is Chapter 22, and I PROMISE you will love it.. Lol.. so here it is.. ENJOY!

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Pinky Promise

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Chapter 22: Wedding Stuff

It was fate…a sign… At least that's what Sam liked to call it as she and Amy dragged Bianca all the way to the Twin Rivers Event Center for a wedding expo—but not just any wedding expo...The Original Wedding Expo. "The most trusted expo in New England." Bianca sighed as her eyes fell across the big banner that hung from the front of the room.

It had been a couple of weeks since her road trip with Randy to Atlanta. Since then, Randy's black eye had long disappeared and the WWE had zoomed through the lower East Coast states and had finally made it to Rhode Island. While the boys were stuck in Providence to do interviews, promos, and such, the girls drove the short distance to Lincoln for the Wedding Expo.

"Ooo!" Sam excitedly clapped her hands together before linking arms with Bianca, Amy doing the same. "This is going to be so much fun!"

Bianca smiled weakly as the two girls continued to lead her into the expo. She was surprised to see that even Amy was excited for this. So why wasn't Bianca excited?

We can start planning this wedding as soon as you want to.. John's voice echoed in her mind, and Bianca tried to stop herself from frowning. Truth was, they hadn't started planning anything at all. John was just so busy with everything else that he didn't have time to plan. She was lucky that Sam and Amy wanted to help plan this wedding. Bianca smiled at the thought, feeling more eager to be there. With or without John, wedding expos could be fun, right?

Numerous booths aligned the walls, and there were even lines of booths down the center of the room. "Let's just go in order," Sam suggested, holding a paper in her hands that mapped out the whole expo. As she and Amy discussed the best way to take on the expo, Bianca looked around warily. The room was huge. Were they really going to visit every single booth?

"Hey Bianca?"

"Hm?" Bianca turned to face the girls with a questioning look.

"Where exactly are you getting married?" Sam asked.

Bianca was slightly taken aback. "Well," she said, regaining her composure. "I haven't really thought about it.. I mean.. Me and John haven't really planned anything…" Both Sam and Amy raised their eyebrows at her. "Boston," Bianca quickly said.

"Boston? Are you sure?" Sam asked sincerely, and Bianca nodded.

"Boston," she reassured with a bright smile, and the more she thought about it, the more Boston seemed like a perfect place. "We spent a lot of time there when we were little.."

"Any place specific?" This time it was Amy's turn to ask and Bianca's smile got even wider.

"Yes…"

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Flashback

Ding…Ding…Ding…Ding…

The large bell in the highest tower rang to the hour, and Bianca stopped in front of the cathedral to admire it.

"Come on, Binx. Let's go," John urged. It was nearing nightfall, it had started to snow again, and the two still had a little farther to walk until they reached his jeep.

Bianca simply ignored him and proceeded past the gate of the cathedral and up the steps. She stopped at the very top step and sat down. "Come here," she told John, patting the space next to her.

John looked at her skeptically but complied, trudging through the snow towards her. "What are we doing?" He said, taking a seat next to her.

Bianca simply inhaled deeply and smiled. "Just listen," she told him, closing her eyes as the bells continued to chime.

John merely shrugged, but closed his eyes as well. "It's beautiful," he heard Bianca say, and he cracked an eye open to gaze at her.

"I guess," John replied indifferently.

"You don't think so?" Bianca opened her eyes and looked at John innocently. John merely shrugged. "I think this whole place is beautiful," she said, looking around at the snow-covered courtyard.

John snorted but said nothing in reply. It was bad enough that his parents dragged him there every Sunday for mass, but now Bianca was keeping him there because she thought it was beautiful. He looked around; the trees were bare, the flowers had long been covered by the snow, and the building was one of the oldest in the city.

"I wouldn't mind getting married here," Bianca commented as she continued to gaze around. "In the spring time, of course," she added when she saw the weird look John had given her. "Then the sun can shine through the stained glass windows, and when the wedding is over, I can walk out here with my husband and the flowers will be in bloom, and the trees will have leaves on them, and everything would be perfect…" Bianca fantasized. She giggled to herself at her silliness before turning to face John. "So what do you think?"

"You want a spring wedding? I guess I can live with that. Although I was thinking more of a summer wedding, but we can get married in the spring time if you want," John grinned, emphasizing the 'we'.

Bianca playfully hit him in the arm, and John stood up to dodge the rest of her attacks. "Spouse abuse," John accused playfully, and Bianca stood up to chase him. She launched herself towards him, and John caught her, wrapping his arms around her. "Let's go home, Binx. I got football practice tomorrow morning," he said, leading her towards the gate.

"Fine," Bianca stuck her tongue out at him, giving him a final jab in the stomach. "But I still want a spring wedding."

End Flashback

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"Hi ladies, how are you doing today," a middle-aged woman greeted them as the trio walked up to a booth.

"Hi," the three greeted. "She's getting married so we're trying to get ideas," Sam and Amy pushed Bianca forward.

"Congratulations!" The woman smiled brightly, and Bianca gave a shy smile back. "So when is the wedding date?"

Bianca grinned sheepishly. "We didn't get that far yet."

The woman gave a reassuring smile. "That's okay. Have you decided on a place?" And the woman smiled again when Bianca shook her head. She started grabbing brochures from the table and faced them towards Bianca. "Well, in case you are interested, the Park Plaza Hotel in Boston hosts wedding receptions year round," the woman explained, pointing at the brochure. "The ballroom can hold up to 2,000 guests…"

"How many people are you inviting to your wedding anyway?" Sam and Amy looked at Bianca curiously.

Bianca thought about it. Her family was pretty average, but John…John's family was huge. "Five hundred...?" She turned to the receptionist.

"We can also transform the ballroom to accommodate a smaller amount of guests," she explained. "The hotel also provides catering, and if you need, entertainment as well."

"Cool," Bianca grinned, thoroughly interested. They spent a while more at the booth as the woman gave them more necessary information, and Bianca walked away with brochures, a business card, and a huge smile on her face.

"Guys," Bianca said with a smile, "everything is starting to fall into place."

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"Oh my God, I am so exhausted!"

John looked up from where he sat on the sofa and smiled. "Hey, baby." He stared curiously as Bianca set a stack of books, magazines, and brochures on the coffee table in front of him. "What are these?"

"Wedding stuff," Bianca simply replied as she sat next to John on the sofa. John's arm easily found its way around Bianca's waist, pulling her closer to him, and Bianca snuggled her head into his chest, sighing in satisfaction.

"Wedding stuff, ehh?" John raised an eyebrow and used his free hand to pick up a magazine, examining it. "How was the expo?" He gazed down at Bianca as he tossed the magazine back onto the table.

Bianca let out a frustrated groan and slightly pulled out of John's grasp so she could look at him better. "It was fun but…" she hesitated, and John waited for her to continue. "There's just so much stuff we need to do!"

Deciding on where the wedding would take place was only the beginning of a long process of wedding planning. As the girls walked all over the expo, Bianca soon found out that there was more to a wedding than just "when and where". She had to think about invitations, who the invitations will be sent to, her wedding dress, the bridesmaids' dresses, John's tuxedo, his best man and his court's tuxedos, the style and flavor of their wedding cake, where they would go for their honeymoon…everything.

"Realistically, John," Bianca started, "when are we going to find the time to plan all of this? Even with a wedding planner, it will be hard to keep up with them because we keep moving."

"True," John nodded. He couldn't deny the fact that planning a wedding would be nearly impossible for them right now. "So what do you want to do?"

Bianca shrugged. "I don't know. It doesn't really matter what our wedding cake is going to taste like or where our honeymoon will be… I just wanna marry you," she told him sincerely.

"You really mean that?" John gazed down at her and smiled softly when Bianca nodded. He pulled her closer to him once again, wrapping his arms around her. "You wanna get married now then?"

"Now?" Bianca looked at him with wide eyes. "As in, right now?"

"Yeah," John confirmed. "Like you said, we don't have time for all of this. Why don't we just get married now?" There was a look of hope and excitement on John's face as he waited for Bianca's answer.

Bianca's face broke into a wide smile as she leaned in to kiss him. "Okay. Let's get married."

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