Ok...I'm sorry for the long wait. My computer died and I had to buy a new one, and it took a while. Oh, and I'm changing the title of the story: Faithfully Yours, because I'm expanding it past the wedding and honeymoon.

Roxanne walked along a dark hallway. She was dressed in her wedding gown holding a bouquet of flowers. She looked around nervously. 'What is going on?'

She almost tripped over something and looked down to see her father laying spreadeagled on the floor, dead. She gasped and knelt down. "Daddy?" Tears sprang to her eyes. She hyperventilated and continued down the hallway faster. She came across Stacy, Gia, Bobby, PJ, all of her relatives and friends...dead. Roxanne shook violently and held onto the wall to hold herself up. She stumbled into a room where Max was bound and gagged to a chair.

"Max?" Roxanne was surprised and shocked. She gasped louder when Bradley appeared behind Max holding a gun to his head.

"Roxanne..." Bradley said evilly. "If I can;t have you...no one can." He cocked the gun and pulled the trigger.

"NOOOOOOOO!" Roxanne screamed. She took a few deep breaths as she found herself in her bedroom. It had been a nightmare.

Max burst into her room and turned the light on. "Roxanne! Are you all right?" He asked, worriedly.

Roxanne felt tears on her face and her voice shaking. "I-I...had a-a nightmare."

Max walked over to her side and held her. "Do you wanna talk about it?"

Roxanne sniffed, shook her head and buried her face in Max's chest. Max hugged his fiance tightly and rubbed her back. "Ohhhh...shh. It's okay."

Max has had his share of nightmares (some of which he woke up screaming). So whatever his fiance was dreaming, he wasn't sure he wanted to know.

XX

Roxanne was quiet the next morning. Max took notice and asked casually "So, how was the rest of your night?"

"Fine." Roxanne answered morosely. She sighed. "I couldn't get much more sleep."

"Must've been a hell of a nightmare." Max raised an eyebrow.

Roxanne shook her head slowly. "You have no idea. That's the price I pay for watching Prom Night before I go to bed."

Max chuckled. "Are you okay now?"

"Yeah." She smiled. "I'm fine."

XXX

A couple of weeks passed, and Max, Bobby, PJ, and Gia went to Evening Delight. Stacy was out of town visiting her parents, and Roxanne didn't feel like going. So, it was just the four of them.

"You know that one drama teacher we had in high school?" Bobby asked randomly, and a little slurred. "I feel kinda bad for her. No one shared her passion for the arts."

"What brought that up?" Max asked.

Bobby shrugged and mumbled "I don't know."

Max shook his head and turned his attention to PJ. "So...Roxanne and I are getting married in exactly three months. When are you and Gia getting hitched?"

PJ blushed. "Um...w-well...we hadn't really talked about it."

"Hey, you have been dating on and off for about six years now." Max pointed out.

"I know." PJ cleared his throat and took a sip of his drink.

Gia just chuckled quietly and stood up. "Well, I think I'll go powder my nose."

"Okay. Hurry back, my little Java Bean." PJ said flirtatiously.

"Ohhh, you know I will, my little Sugar Lump." They brushed noses, and Gia walked off.

PJ smiled after her, and Bobby and Max made lovey-dovey faces at him "Awwww!"

"Oh, shut up!" PJ glared at Bobby and Max, who burst out laughing.

"Hey, Max!" Max turned to see his father waving enthusiastically to him as he walked over (and into a waiter in the process!) "Oops! Sorry!" He walked over to Max's table.

"Hey, Dad." Max greeted. "What brings you here?"

"Oh, Sylvia and me are on a triple-date with Mickey, Minnie, Donald, 'n' Daisy." Goofy gestured to a booth with his thumb.

"Oh. I think I'll go say hi." Max stood up and walked to Goofy's table. "Hey, everybody!"

"Hello, Max!" Mickey greeted. "It's been awhile!"

"Yeah!" Donald chimed in. "Boy, you work with someone for three years, and they don't call or write!"

Max chuckled. "Sorry, Donald.:"

"So, congratulations on your engagement, Max!" Minnie exclaimed. "Oh, you and Roxanne must be so excited!"

"We are! Thanks, Minnie." Max smiled. "I'll be sure to send you guys invitations."

"You better!" Daisy piped up.

"Well, I just came by to say hi." Max said. "I should get back to my friends." He gave a small wave.

"Ok, see you later!" Mickey said.,

Max headed back to his table and sat down. "Aahhh. Always nice to see those guys."

"They seem happy." Bobby replied.

"They are."

"Well, if it ain't three men and a baby." The three men jumped at the sound of Bradley's voice. He walked past. "I counted PJ twice."

Max growled angrily at Brad and instinctively picked up a knife.

PJ reached over and grabbed his wrist and held in down. "Dude. No. You don't want to cause a scene."

Gia walked back and sat down. "So, what have I missed?"

"Bradley came by." PJ said darkly.

Gia's eyes narrowed with dislike. "That thorn in our side is nothing but trouble. Don't let his karma bring you down."

Max huffed and stood up. "I'll be right back." He stormed over to the bar where Bradley was sitting, grabbed his arm and marched him to a hallway and slammed him against the wall. "Now, if I'm not mistaken...I'm fairly certain I told you I'd kill you if I ever saw you again."

Bradley held his hands up in surrender. "Easy, Bud. That's why I'm here: to make things right."

XXX

Goofy and Sylvia noticed Max dragging Bradley towards he restrooms. "That doesn't look good."

"Maybe he'll kill him." Donald quipped. He laughed, and Daisy smacked him. "Ow!"

"What started their rivalry?" Daisy wanted to know.

Sylvia sighed. "They were in the College X-Games competition in 1999. Max won the finals even after he was incapacitated for a short amount of time by Bradley. Bradley lost everything after that, and he never forgave Max for that. He also married Roxanne for a while, and they divorced over him."

"Goodness." Minnie said, shocked.

XX

Max glared at Bradley. "What could possibly make things right?"

"I'll make you a deal. I'll leave you two alone, and never see you two again." Bradley said.

"'If'...?"

"If you break up with Roxanne."

Max smiled humorlessly. "That'll never happen."

Bradley sighed. "I was afraid you'd say that. It'd be unfortunate if you weren't able to spend your lives together."

Max narrowed his eyes at Bradley. "Are you blackmailing me?"

"I guess you could say that." Bradley smirked. "Since you'd like to keep you-know-what a secret..."

Max grabbed Bradley's shirt and slammed him against the wall. "What do you know?"

Bradley was nonplussed. He sighed. "It's the worst thing that can happen to a parent. Losing a child. But I'm sure it's not as bad if it dies before it's born."

Max paled, but he didn't release Bradley. "How...how did you know...?"

"I know a few people." Bradley nodded. "By the way does your father know?"

Max glared at him. "You son of a bitch."

Goofy walked up to them and put a hand on Max's shoulder. "Max. Max, let me."

Max released Bradley and stepped back. "Dad, what are you-"

Goof swung his fist back and punched Bradley so hard, he fell to the ground.

"Dad!" Max exclaimed, shocked. He put a hand on Goofy's shoulder.

Goofy shrugged it off and glared daggers at Bradley. "Haven't you caused my son enough misery? Who do you think you are?" He kicked him in the stomach.

"Dad!" Max exclaimed again. He grabbed both Goofy's arms and pulled him back.

Mickey, Donald, PJ, Bobby, and Sylvia came into the scene. "Goofy!" Sylvia exclaimed. "Calm down!"

Goofy ignored his wife and spit at Bradley.

"Wow. That's something you don't see every day." Donald commented.

Bradley scowled and stood up. "Screw you." He walked away and turned back. "Screw you!"

Max sighed and turned to the group. "Will you guys excuse me and my dad for a minute?"

"Sure." The group walked away and Max glared at Goofy.

"What the hell was that?"

"All I did..." Goofy started to say "all I've ever done was in your best interest, and because I love you-"

"Are you insane?" Max asked. "Most of what you've done is embarrass me and treat me like I was some helpless, injured animal! It just kills you that I don't need you anymore, and you used raising me as an excuse for not having a relationship..."

"Hey, I turned my life upside down after your mother died! I made sacrifices-"

"Okay, so you had to play both parents when I was growing up." Max interrupted Goofy. "But, Dad, when will you ever get through your head I'm already grown up? I don't need a daddy! Hell, I almost became a daddy!"

Both Max and Goofy were shocked at the sudden outburst. Max cringed as he waited for the eruption.

"What do you mean you almost became a daddy?" Goofy asked. "Is Roxanne pregnant?"

Max sighed. "No. Mona was/"

Goofy stared at his son in shock/. "Your ex-girlfriend?"

"Yeah." Max leaned against the wall. "She had a miscarriage in her third trimester. That's why we didn't tell anyone. Miscarriage is common in the first trimester, so...we wanted to wait until she was starting to show. She never did.":

Goofy sighed and shook his head. "I'm so sorry. You must've been devastated."

"Yeah." Max said quietly. He cleared his throat. "I'm, sorry I didn't tell you."

"It's okay. How long ago was this?" Goofy wanted to know.

"Two years."

Goofy gaped. "That's an awful long time to go without telling anybody!"

"I know. Again, I'm sorry." Max replied. His phone beeped. He pulled it out. He received a text message reading "You have one hour to break up with Roxanne, or I will tell her. -Bradley" Max's eyes widened, and he gulped. Goofy noticed.

"What is it?" Goofy asked, concerned.

Max closed his phone and smiled up at his dad. "Nothing."

"It's not nothing." Goofy insisted. "What's wrong? You can tell me."

Max didn't want Goofy to know Bradley is blackmailing him. He knew how he'd react: yelling for five minutes straight and then taking matters into his own hands. He couldn't let that happen.

"It's really nothing, Dad." Max said firmly. "Even if it was something, I don't have to tell you everything, you know!"

Goofy was taken aback. "Well, excuse me for being concerned."

"You're excused." Max said grimly. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I've gotta get back to my apartment."

Max left, leaving Goofy to sigh heavily and lean against the wall. 'When are these outbursts going to end?'

XXX

Max slowly walked to the door. He put a hand on the doorknob and sighed. "Okay...I have to tell her tonight. Oh...where do I start? 'Roxanne...my ex-girlfriend got pregnant by me, but she had a miscarriage. I'm telling you this because...because you deserve to know.'" He sighed. "Aw, she'll never believe me...but I gotta try."

Max walked into his apartment where Roxanne was reading by a lamp. She smiled and looked up. "Hey! How was dinner?" Max just sighed and sat on the couch and rubbed his forehead. "That bad?"

"No. Actually, dinner was great." Max grinned, then sobered up. "Until Bradley showed up." Might as well tell her the whole truth.

Roxanne stared in shock. "What?"

"Don't worry. I didn't hit him." Max replied. Roxanne sighed in relief. "Goofy did."

Roxanne raised an amused eyebrow. "Goofy? Hit Bradley?"

"And kicked him. And spit in his face." Max relayed.

Roxanne laughed. "Oh my God. I would've loved to see that!"

"It was pretty refreshing to see." Max shrugged. He checked his watch. He had dive minutes to tell Roxanne. He cleared his throat. "Um...Roxanne, I need to tell you something."

"Okay." Roxanne listened intently.

"About two years ago...my ex-girlfriend got pregnant." Max studied Roxanne's face.

"Continue." Roxanne said, her voice shaking slightly.

"She had a miscarriage in her first trimester." Max explained. "Somehow, Bradley found out about it, and threatened to expose it if I didn't break up with you."

Roxanne's eyes widened. "You mean, you never told anyone?"

Max shook his head. "She didn't want anyone to know she concieved out of wedlock. And since miscarriage is common in the third trimester, we wanted to wait until she started to show."

"But instead, she had the miscarriage, so you decided to just forget it ever happened?" Roxanne guessed.

"I didn't forget it happened." Max insisted. "I think about it every day! I...I dunno...I was freaked out at first, but...maybe...being a parent might be...fun. My dad sure had a hell of a fun time!" He chuckled.

Roxanne smiled and hugged her fiancee. "I'm sorry that happened to you. And what, did Bradley think I'd dump you over this, anyway? And that everyone would turn against you?"

"Probably." He shrugged.

"Hmmm. You might wanna tell everyone, then." Roxanne suggested."

"Yeah..." Max picked up his cell phone.

XXX

Mona Myers was raised in a household full of men. Although her father was tough on her, she still remained a calm and peaceful manner. After he died of a heart attack, and her brother was put in jail for killing a woman while drunk driving, Mona struggled to keep her life afloat by working two jobs. One was a waitress at Al's Pancake World: home of the $3.99 all-day breakfast.

A lot of different people come to her restaurant. One, however, stood out to her: he looked like he just walked off a set of The West Wing, and was calmly drinking coffee and glancing in here direction. Mona sighed and walked over to the man, smiling politely.

"Anything else I can get you?" She asked, picking up am empty plate.

"Oh, no thank you." The man grinned. Mona was instantly reminded of the Cheshire cat from Alice in Wonderland for some reason. "Mona, right?"

"Yes." Mona replied. "Are you from around here?"

"No. I'm actually from Hartford. I'm Bradley Uppercrust III."

Mona stopped. That name sounded vaguely familiar...

"You might know an old college classmate of mine, Max Goof." Bradley said helpfully.

Mona nodded in remembrance. She remembered Max telling her all about the College X-Games drama. "Right."

"Anyway, I'd like to offer my condolences on your loss." Bradley said sympathetically.

Mona was downcast. "Oh...thanks. I mean, it's hard when you lose a parent."

Bradley was slightly surprise. "Oh. Forgive me, but I was actually talking about your miscarriage."

Mona nearly dropped the plate. "How did you know about that?"

"Max told me." Bradley lied. "He tells anyone who'll listen, really. It's a tad annoying."

Mona stood there in stony silence. 'He told everyone? After I begged him not to? How could he? He would never do that!'

"I'm sorry. I upset you." Bradley said, faking dismay.

Mona shook her head. "No. It's all right. Really." Mona hurriedly cleared off Bradley's table.

Bradley stood up. "I really am sorry. But wait...aren't you so mad at Max for telling everybody about that? I mean, that was a pretty dick move on his part."

Mona sighed, exasperated. She could tell when someone is trying to get you to do something. She sat down. "All right, what do you want?"

Bradley grinned in satisfaction. "Max is marrying my ex-wife. I don't want that to happen."

"Why? I mean, wouldn't you want your ex-wife to be happy?" Mona shrugged.

"Well, Roxanne has known max since high school. Max also won the X-Games."

'Roxanne?' Mona thought with realization. 'Max's ex-girlfriend...now fiancee...'

"Max ruined my life." Bradley frowned angrily.

"So, you wanna ruin his." Mona guessed. She laughed mirthlessly and stood up.

Bradley stood up as well. "I know what you're thinking. But if you change your mind, here's my card." Bradley gave her a card and some money to pay for his breakfast. "This should cover it."

Mona stared after Bradley in astonishment. 'Exacting revenge, I see...well...can't say I blame him. But...it's not the answer.'

She had to do something.