"You're not my step mom."

"Okay."

"Sometimes I don't even like you."

"That's fair, sometimes I don't like myself."

Rafe gave Olivia a look that conveyed that he didn't quite believe the older woman. "Seriously. You're... you're kick ass Olivia Spencer Lewis Spaulding, blah, blah, blah..."

"Blah?"

Rafe rolled his eyes, "Stands for 'insert name of former husband here'. 'Kay?"

Olivia held her hands up. "Blah. What do you really want to say to me Rafe?"

"You don't get to call me Raphael."

Olivia nodded, "That's fair. You're Rafe. Anything else?"

Rafe took a step forward, then another, and wrapped his arms around Olivia.

Olivia was caught off guard, but after a moment she wrapped her arms around the young man and hugged back. It was only a moment later that Rafe took a step back. "Okay..."

Olivia wasn't done though. "Rafe, anytime you need anything..."

"...you'll be there. Yeah, okay..."

Olivia gripped Rafe's arm and waited until he looked directly at her. "I'm not talking about bailing you out of jail, or giving you blood or, or whatever. Anything Rafe. Do we understand each other?"

Rafe raised his eyebrows, and Olivia's gaze didn't waver. "Uh, yeah. Sure.."

He fiddled with his bow tie, pulling it this way and that way. Olivia bumped his hands away and adjusted the tie until it looked right. "You look handsome."

Rafe rolled his eyes, "Sure... sure. Just like my Dad right?"

Olivia shook her head, "No, no, right this second, you look like your mother's son." She gave him a shove. "Now, would you get Ava. Oh, and do you know where daughter number two is?"

"I think she's woo-in' Ma's parents. Can't believe you got them to come here. They told her eighteen years ago to decide, either adoption or get the hell out. She chose me." He shook his head, "Still don't know why she did that."

Olivia smiled, "Sometimes, you just have to let your mother do whatever's in her heart. She hasn't gone wrong following it yet."

Natalia sat on her bed, Emma tucked in at her side watching both the elder Riveras and Natalia. "Mama... I would have thought. Why are you here? It's been 18 years, and... It's been 18 years."

"We're not here to judge, or to... Yes, it's been 18 years. We have changed, just as you have Natty."

Emma's nose scrunched as she looked at Natalia's mother. "Natty?"

Natalia smiled down at the girl, "A nickname from when I was a kid."

Emma shook her head, "Funny sounding." Emma sat up straighter. "I like your real name Natalia."

Natalia hugged Emma close, "Hey, it's almost time for everything to start. You should find your Mom. I bet she's in the other room."

Emma stood and kissed Natalia on the cheek. "Bye Natalia." She turned to Max and Rosa. "Bye Natalia's Mom and Dad." And with that she practically skipped out of the room.

Max had watched the young girl leave and turned back to face his daughter. "She's precious... and so much like you when you were that age."

"Mama... Dad. She's not my child. Please, why are you here, now? I finally..." She trailed off.

"Olivia called us about a month ago. Since then, we've... talked." Max put a hand on his daughter's shoulder. "We are not here to interfere Natalia."

Rosa nodded, "We're just here for you. And if you love Olivia as much as she seems to love you... I'm glad that we're here to see this day. And... perhaps..." Rosa couldn't hold her daughter's gaze and looked down at the ground. "Meet your son?"

There was a knock on the door. "Are you decent Ma?"

Natalia frowned and glanced between the door and her parents. "Yeah, yes, come in Rafe."

Rafe stuck his head in first, his fingers splayed across his eyes. "Are you..." Rafe dropped his hands at the same time that he mouth dropped open. "Ma, you're gorgeous."

Natalia turned crimson and cleared her throat. "Uh, Rafe, these are my parents, your grandparents, Max and Rosa. Mama, Dad... this is my son, Raphael Maximiano Rivera."

"Ooh, he's the reason for my middle name Ma..." Natalia shot Rafe a look and he turned to the two older adults. He gripped Max's outstretched hand. "Good to meet you." He turned to Rosa and paused. He didn't quite know what to do, but since it had worked minutes ago, he put a hand on her shoulder and brought the shorter woman into a hug, and then she was sobbing on her grandson's shoulder. Rafe looked up at his mother, who had a teary smile on her face.

Rafe finally pulled away and took a step towards his mother. "I... uh... just came from Liv's room. She's getting ready. I sorta grilled her, but she's still doing it."

"Raphael."

Max smiled, "He has a point Natalia. If the son of her to be... um..." He trailed off. "If Rafe could scare off Olivia she shouldn't be pledging to spend the rest of her life with you." He put an arm around his wife. "Anyway, we'll leave you two alone."

"Dad..."

Max held a hand up, "We'll be here after. I... we'll be here." With that, he led Rosa out of the room.

Rafe watched them go. "I have more grandparents." He turned back to Natalia. "Real grandparents?"

Natalia sighed and stared at her son, "Do you mean, they won't try to control you and use you in their schemes and plans? You mean two working class citizens who aren't spoiled rich Spauldings? Then yes." She paused, "Raphael, I'm sor..."

"No, Ma, no apologies. We go forward right. Always to the next thing. You get fired, no worries, get another job. Somebody shuts you down, you keep on keepin' on and get on with your life. And I've..." He swiped at his eyes, "I've never needed anyone but you Ma. Whatever happens..."

Natalia interrupted Rafe as she hugged him hard. "Whatever happens."

People were arriving again, this time in their nice clothes, for the ceremony. Doris and Casey walked hand in hand into the backyard, at the same time that Ashlee crutched towards the house to retrieve a flower arrangement that had just been delivered, late. Doris nearly jumped out of her shoes, and dropped Casey's hand like a hot potato. "Oh, Ashlee..."

Casey pointed at a point on the other side of the gathering. "I'm gonna disappear now."

"Casey..." Doris sighed as Casey ignored her and kept walking. She turned to face her daughter. "Ashlee..."

"Mom, I've known for... years, maybe even a decade. It's okay." She glanced around, "This should be a nice wedding, even if I didn't plan it..."

Doris frowned, "Are you sure you're okay with... everything? It's okay if you're not."

"I'm fine. I'm Gen Y right. I don't want... details..." She shuddered. "But really, I'm okay with it. Don't worry about me." Ashlee shrugged, "Though I may use it against you in the future when I want something."

"Oh?"

Ashlee looked at her mother with every ounce of 'Bambi' she had in her, "Of course not Mom. I would never do that."

Doris shook her head and chuckled. "Ah, Ashlee..."

Ashlee glanced over Doris' shoulder and met Casey's gaze. "You know, she's not that bad. Casey. Her childhood seriously sucked, but... whose didn't right?"

"Ashlee Wolfe."

Ashlee held a hand up, "I know, I won't come anywhere near your love life. I'm just sayin'. You could do worse, right?" With that she continued her slow journey towards the farmhouse, leaving Doris there alone. After a moment the former Mayor turned and met Casey's eyes herself with a small smile.

Natalia stuck her in Olivia's old bedroom. Olivia was the only one in it. "Oh, Wow." It was an off the shoulder white dress that fit close to Olivia's body and accentuated everything that Natalia considered perfect about the older woman's body. "You look... amazing Olivia."

Natalia was wearing the same dress she'd worn to her aborted wedding with Frank. Olivia and Natalia had gone back and forth on whether she should. Natalia had repeated over and over that the only reason she'd kept the dress, or even worn the dress for her previous try was for Olivia.

In the end, Olivia had given in, and, as usual, Natalia had been right. When Olivia looked at the young woman the last thing on her mind was where Natalia had worn it previously. "You're..." A frown came over her face. "What are you doing here?"

Natalia sighed and came all the way in the room, closing the door behind her. "You're not going to claim that we can't see each other or it'll all go to crap, are you?"

Olivia smiled, though she didn't move towards Natalia. "No, and you look astoundingly beautiful. But, really, why are you here now? Everything alright?"

"Yes, yes, fine. I just had something for you."

"Natalia."

Natalia cut Olivia off. "You won't screw this up Olivia. I know that. You need to believe it too..."

Olivia sighed, "Did Buzz tell you?"

"Emma..." She brought her hand out from behind her back. "Will you open this. Please?" She handed Olivia the skinny wrapped package.

Olivia took it and carefully undid the bright violet wrapping paper. She pulled out what looked like a homemade book. It was construction paper tied with white yarn. She read the title out loud, "Olivia's guide to Natalia, illustrated by Emma Spencer." Olivia smiled as she opened it. Natalia stayed perfectly silent as Olivia read through it. Front to back, all five pages.

She finally looked up and over at Natalia. "Thank you, this is... hilarious and..." Olivia raised an eyebrow, "Quite informative, though it doesn't have your most... important... dislikes and likes I think."

Olivia took a step towards Natalia, who held up a hand with a laugh. "I figured Emma shouldn't be illustrating those. And.."

"My brain knows that I can't unilaterally screw this up, but my heart... it hasn't quite caught up."

Natalia swished over to Olivia in her dress and placed a hand over said heart. "That's surprising, because, I'm pretty sure that your heart knew that we were forever before your brain did." Natalia trailed off for a moment before she continued, never moving her hand, "I trust that we are forever. We'll get you there too..."

Olivia leaned down and her lips came to an abrupt stop, resting against Natalia's fingers. "Nope."

Olivia sighed and took two steps back, "That's for your parents huh?"

Natalia's hands dropped to her side. "What were you thinking? They... they basically threw me out with no support system. For eighteen years... they're not my family, not anymore."

Olivia nodded, "I... I didn't think. But if you." Olivia stopped speaking and started again, "Let them spend today watching you ooh and awww over how I make your life complete, kiss me, and then you never have to seem them again. But..." Olivia plunged on, "But ask yourself this. Shouldn't Rafe have a chance to know his grandparents?" Olivia put a hand on Natalia's shoulder and nearly jumped for joy when it didn't get shrugged off. "Some wise woman once convinced me to let my daughter have the choice to see her father. Even though I didn't think he was worth knowing."

Natalia hurfed out a breath, "You actually listen?" Olivia chuckled, "Okay, fine, fine. And they didn't go all, you're going to hell either. I was surprised."

"Going to hell because I'm a woman?"

Natalia gave a chuckle, "Nope, because you're not Catholic."

"You're sure? Hey, this is important..." Casey was silent. "Yeah, yeah..." She rolled her eyes, even though whoever was on the other side of the phone line couldn't see her. "How 'bout you try 'we're almost even'. Yeah, yep. I'm at a wedding. Just leave a yay or nay on my voicemail. Later."

"So, who was that?"

Casey turned as she closed her phone, "Just a friend." She glanced around from her seat. "Are they gonna get this thing started?"

Doris sat down next to Casey. "Tell me what happened?"

Casey looked up at the sky, the clouds going by were starting be more gray than white. She wondered if Olivia and Natalia would even get this dream wedding in before the rains came. She threaded her fingers behind her head. "I haven't even told Mallet, Frank, or even your cousin, why do you think I'd tell you?"

Doris didn't answer the question, "Tell me."

Casey shrugged, "I went..."

Casey stopped speaking as Doris' hand went over her mouth. It didn't move for a minute, and Casey got the point. When Doris removed it, Casey shook her head. "You're crazy Doris Wolfe. Sometimes you don't even seem like a Doris, more of a... I don't know..."

"Casey?" She paused, "If you really don't want to tell me, just... tell me that."

"I, uh, fell out of the truck before she got to the house. Limped towards it. She was in the living room, sitting there and just rocking back and forth with Colin in her arms. There was..." Casey paused, "There was a fire going in the fireplace. I, uh. You may not be Mayor, but you're still a lawyer, so let's say, I 'got in' the back door. She was so wrapped up in, whatever was going on in her head I just snuck up on her, whapped her on the head and got to Colin before she took him down with her."

Doris frowned, "But, there was no fire when Mallet got there."

"Put it out after I tied her up."

"You... got in?"

Casey shrugged, "Sure."

"I should stop now?" Casey put an arm around the back of Doris' chair. "See, I can learn... was that a rain drop?"

There was a crack of thunder, practically piggy backing on its lighting, and then the skies opened and everyone was moving and jostling.

Doris stood up for a second and smiled up at the sky, then dashed back towards the house with everyone else.

It was still in quite an uproar when Rabbi Rebecca walked in the front door five minutes later. She slowly made her way through the house to the back and out the door. Under the overhang stood six people clustered together. Doris, Casey, and both brides, as well as Rafe and Emma.

Rebecca gave Casey a quick hug. "We should talk, but before that. Are you two going to be needing my non-denominational services today?" She glanced out where everything was still getting soaked by rain. "Are we going to wait it out?"

Surprisingly, to Rebecca at least, it was Emma who spoke up. "I looked at NOAA, it's all over us for a long, long time."

Natalia stared for a bit longer, then looked to Olivia. "It's only rain."

Olivia looked down at her dress and back out towards the back yard. "And, you only wear these things once... well, some of us only wear them once."

Natalia gave Olivia a push and held on. "Ha, ha..."

Doris rolled her eyes, "And people really should have watched the forecast and brought umbrellas."

Natalia shook her head. "People can stay under here, or watch through the windows as well if they'd like."

Rebecca nodded and then bit the inside of her lip. "Yes, I uh... don't have an umbrella with me, and I haven't done any of this in a while, so I may..."

"Doris'll give you hers."

Doris turned to Casey. "I will not. I'm supposed to go out there and get soaked?"

Casey smirked, "Or stay back here."

Doris made a noise of disbelief. "As if, I'm practically the only reason these two finally got outta the fumbling girl crushes phase. Oh, hey..." Doris' eyes glinted with something dangerous, "I could tell Olivia here about our little secret."

Casey's smirk disappeared and Casey crossed her arms over her chest. "For an umbrella, for Go... it's rain Doris. What do you think, you'll melt?"

"Oh, I..."

Olivia pulled Doris back away from Casey. They'd moved until they were practically nose to nose. "Hey, hey, time out. What the hell just happened you two?"

Doris stared at Casey for along moment, then shook her head, "Nothing. Just more of the same for me I think."

Natalia spoke to Casey. "What secret Casey? Secrets aren't good things, they get under our skin, and burrow and burrow."

Casey shook her head, "It doesn't matter, and it is not something that will... burrow."

"Puleeze. You have this tough, I'm gonna kick the world's butt, and don't need nobody, thing going. But everyone needs someone. Everyone needs a home." Doris wasn't giving an inch.

Casey backed up and sank onto a bench. "It's an umbrella Doris." Doris tilted her head to one side, but said nothing more.

Olivia finally spoke, "It can't be that bad. You were once male?" Casey shook her head negatively. "You want to be male?"

"No. Why are you... No."

Olivia pursed her lips, "You secretly did all the crimes and managed to pin them on crazy Sonni?"

This got a sigh and then a, "No. You won't guess it."

Olivia took a step away from Natalia and towards Casey. "Then you should tell me."

Casey sighed again, "You're not going to get all joined and hitched if I don't tell you? We're all just going to stand here."

"Probably. So, tell me."

Casey leaned her head back against the wall of the house and stared past everyone into the rain. "Apparently, according to Doris' ill gotten DNA test. I am your sister, on both sides. So..."

Casey stayed perfectly still as Olivia sat down next to her. The hotelier turned and stared at Casey. "How old are you?"

"Twenty..."

"...Nine. Nineteen Eighty. My mother was gone from San Cristobel for six months. My God, I never thought." She put a hand to her chest and then quite suddenly her head whipped around to face Casey again. "You're, you..." Casey jerked as suddenly she was engulfed by Olivia in a bone crushing hug. In Casey's ear she spoke, "I don't frickin' care if you're Jack the Ripper, thank you, thank you, thank you for my daughter's life."

It was a few moments before Casey could pry herself out of the older woman's grasp and stand. "I didn't. I didn't know at that point. Doris thought I'd match Phillip, be a Spaulding."

Rafe held a hand up, "Phillip's not a Spaulding, genetically I mean. Marler."

Natalia sat down next to Olivia and took her hand, "We can do this tomorrow, or later, or n..."

Olivia shook her head, "No." She stood, causing Natalia to stand as well. "Doris will give Rebecca her umbrella. Everyone else who's here will either find an umbrella, stay in the house, or get wet. And we will be kissing each other while getting quite drenched."

Natalia smiled, "Sounds good to me." She guided Olivia towards the back door. "Let's tell everyone. I'm just... sure they'll all be overjoyed."

Everyone filed inside except Casey, who stopped Rafe with a hand to his shoulder. "Rafe."

Rafe frowned at Casey. "I can't help you with Olivia."

Casey waved a hand. "I don't care about that. No, you... you want to be a Cop? A Detective one day?"

"Did..." He shrugged, "Not gonna happen."

"It will... if you still want it to."

Rafe frowned at the woman. "I have a felony on my record, means the best I can be is a square badge."

Casey crossed her arms over her chest, "Trust me. You finish getting your criminal justice degree, or whatever you plan to graduate with. Then, try again with the SFPD, or any police department."

"It doesn't work that way lady..."

"I'm no lady." Casey tilted her head to one side, then nodded, "You don't believe me, that's fine. Check with one of your Detective buddies who arrested me."

Rafe stared at Casey for one last beat, then pushed by her and through the door.

Casey turned to follow him and found Doris there. "Who the hell are you Casey?"

"Casey Jones, born in 1980 in Massachusetts. Sober since 1998. Apparently, no longer an orphan, and, I'm tired, so tired."

Doris wrapped her arms around Casey. "I'm... I'm sorry about..."

Casey shrugged, "In the end, it doesn't matter."

"You're still leaving tomorrow?" Casey nodded, "Then, I guess you can finally relax."

Casey closed her eyes, "No more people. Find somewhere where nothing can blow up, there are no livers, and absolutely no family."