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Chapter 46: Wedding Day

Tanya smiled looking in the mirror and smoothing her wedding dress. She couldn't believe she was getting married.

"Knock knock," Dean said. She turned around and smiled at him. "Wow, T, you look like a real girl!!"

"Shut up," she said hitting him in the chest. He laughed. "Didn't think you were going to make it Portman."

"Wouldn't miss it," he said and hugged him. "I'm proud of you," he said softly. She nodded. "You have no idea T, you graduated Law school in two years and," she nodded. "Look, I guess what I'm trying to say is,"

"I get it," she smiled, "words have never been your thing Dean." He laughed. "I'm proud of you too." She felt odd though, standing in a wedding gown in Dean's arms, but she couldn't pull away, she'd had this fantasy too many times. "Can we," she said, "I mean, after today, we can't leave anything unsaid Dean, this is it."

"I love you," he said cupping his hands around her face. "I'll always love you." She nodded. "I've let you go, T. I promise I have." She nodded.

"Good," she said. "That's good," she stepped away. "Kyla's beautiful." He looked at her, "I snuck a little peek, don't hate me." He laughed. "I do have to make sure she's good enough for you."

"If you had things your way no one would be." He pointed out. She frowned.

"That's not true," she said. "I want you to be with someone Dean, someone who makes you happy." He nodded.

"Nothing left unsaid right?" He whispered. She nodded. "There's a tiny part of me that still wants to be the guy on the altar today."

"There's a tiny part of me that wants you to be that guy," she whispered. He nodded. "Dean," she said softly.

"Don't worry," he whispered, "it's the last time," he leaned down and kissed her. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him deeply. If this was the last time they were kissing each other, then they were going to do it right.

Fulton sat quietly staring at the phone number he'd scribbled on a post it note months ago. He shouldn't he knew he shouldn't. They'd said their goodbyes, that night in Maine. But maybe if he knew she was OK he would feel less weird about this. That was it exactly. He took out his cell phone and dialed.

"Hello?" Tammy picked up on the other end, sitting at her desk looking through a portfolio. He stopped, what was he supposed to say? I'm getting married but I just wanted to make sure that you were done with breakdown so I can do it guilt free?

"Hi," he said. She stopped. "I um, I'm getting married today."

"I know," she said softly. "Tommy's there. He mentioned it."

"Yeah," he whispered. "Right." She closed her eyes. Why was he doing this? "I don't know why I called."

"I don't either," she said. "I'm OK with it. If that's why."

"You are?" He said.

"Yeah," she nodded. "I mean, the stuff you said in Maine, it makes sense, we do live different lives now." He nodded. "Fult?"

"I'm nodding," he explained. She laughed. "How are you doing?"

"I'm better," she said. "Still kind of confused. Still miss you."

"Yeah," he said. "I miss you too." She leaned back in her desk chair. "We should talk more, be friends."

"I can't be your friend." She said simply. He swallowed. "I don't mean that in like a bitchy way. I just don't think I could do that."

"Yeah, I don't know that I could do it with you either," he said. "I see Tanya and Portman doing it though and,"

"It's different." Tammy said. "Steve and Julie do it too, but it's just different."

"But why?" He said. "They've known each other their whole lives, so have we."

"Steve and Julie aren't soulmates," she whispered. He closed his eyes. "I don't know about Tanya and Dean."

"You still consider me your soulmate?" He said softly.

"Like you said," she whispered, "what happened between us doesn't happen to people twice."

"Yeah," he said.

"Get married," she said. "Be happy, know that I'll always love you."

"I'll always love you too," he whispered. "Tammy," he said softly.

"Yeah?" She said, wiping her eyes. When had she started crying?

"Happy Birthday baby," he said.

"Thanks," she laughed. "Do you remember the stuffed elephant you gave me for my twelfth?"

"Snuffy?" He said. "Hell yeah!" She laughed.

"I still have him," she admitted. He laughed.

"Fult?" Dean said popping his head in, he looked over. "Dude, you're on the phone? T's ready, so,"

"I have to go, um, get married," Fulton said.

"OK," Tammy whispered, "Congratulations. I love you."

"I love you too," he said and hung up. Dean looked at him. "Tammy."

"Oh," Dean said, "right. Tammy."

"You're not going to ream me out?" Fulton said.

"Yeah, like about two minutes ago Tanya and I just admitted that there's a black spot in the back of our brains that wishes we were marrying each other, so you calling Tammy on your cell phone," he shrugged, "kinda no big deal."

"Oh," Fulton said. "Wait, what?"

"Dude, really don't worry about it," Dean shrugged. "I don't actually want to marry T. I don't know how you live with her. I'd kill her." Fulton laughed. "Come on, let's get you hitched."

Tammy sat at her desk rocking back and forth.

"Hey baby," Dave walked in. "How are you?" He kissed her.

"Fine," she said and stood up. She walked over to her work table. He frowned.

"Did I do something?" He asked.

"No," she shook her head. "No, um, my high school boyfriend is getting married." He nodded.

"The Duck," he whispered. She laughed.

"Yeah," she said. "I forgot about that." He hugged her. "I'm just freaking out, don't worry about it."

"Why are you freaking out?" He asked. She swallowed. "Tam?"

"Where are we going?" She said. He stepped back. "Me and you, I mean, I know that you're getting divorced, I get that." He nodded. "But I mean," she sighed, "there are things that I want in my life and…"

"I don't ever want to get married again," he said. She nodded.

"I kind of guessed that," she whispered. "But this is New York, a lot of people don't get married, I meant more," she sighed. "I mean," she sighed. "God, I don't know how to say this without freaking you out." He looked at her. "I want to have kids."

"Oh," he sighed. "Right."

"I mean, I don't mean right now," she said. "But someday, could you even picture it? At all?" He looked at her.

"It's not something I ever really saw myself doing," he admitted. "If we're being honest?" She nodded. "I didn't even really want to get married, that was mostly Janet." She nodded. "I value my independence too much. I would have thought that you'd,"

"I understand," she said. "I do," she kissed him softly. "But then I think we just have to accept that this isn't going anywhere."

"Tammy, I," he started. She shook her head.

"Dave, I love you," she said softly, "and this is amazing, and I can even compromise on the getting married thing, it's never been that important to me. But I have to have kids, it's a dealbreaker for me." He looked at her. "I'm sorry."

"Tammy, we're only a month into this," he said. "We're not at the dealbreaker stage yet."

"I get that, intellectually," she said softly, swallowing the lump in her throat. "But I can't," she said. "I've never done things casually, I don't want to waste time with someone who doesn't want the same things as me, when,"

"When there's someone waiting who does want them," he finished her sentence. She nodded and wiped her eyes. "And this was brought on by thinking about how Fulton's getting married?"

"That was supposed to be me," she said. "Even after all this time, I feel that way and I'm tired of drifting Dave, it was nice, and having you to drift with was especially nice, but it's just not who I am." He kissed her softly.

"Like a vacation from real life?" He whispered. She nodded.

"Don't pretend you weren't hiding from your problems with me," she said. She kissed him again.

"I guess a little," he said. "Being around you meant I didn't have to be around Emily so much." She nodded.

Kyla sat nervously at the wedding. She knew Dean was the best man and everything, and she also wasn't particularly high maintenance, but she hadn't seen him all day.

"Hi," a little girl walked over to her.

"Hi," she smiled and the little girl sat down. "Who are you?"

"I'm Elizabeth Tanya Norris," Lizzie said, "but everyone calls me Lizzie. Are you Uncle Dean's new girlfriend?"

"Yeah," Kyla nodded. Lizzie scrutinized the stranger. "My name's Kyla."

"That's a cool name," Lizzie said. Kyla nodded. "His last girlfriend was named Kimberly, not a cool name at all."

"Liz," Kevin walked over, holding Dean on his hip. "Hi, sorry, is she bugging you?"

"No, she's fine," Kyla laughed.

"Are you sure?" He asked. "Because she loves to bug people."

"Daddy, this is Uncle Dean's new girlfriend, Mommy and Tanya said I should bug her," Lizzie said and then covered her mouth.

"Yeah," he nodded. "Go find David." He lifted her out of her seat and pushed her away. "Sorry, I'm Kevin, Lisa is my wife and I take full responsibility for all of her craziness." Kyla laughed.

"It's nice to meet you," she said. "I'm Kyla Summers." He shook her hand. "This must be Baby Dean?"

"Yes," Kevin said. "He's being good today and sleeping." She laughed. "You're prettier than the last few, less skanky, that'll earn you points."

"Good, I think," she laughed. "Does he bring a lot of girls home?"

"Oh no, he never brings girls home," he shook his head. "This is a significant first, we accidentally met Kimberly at a game."

"Oh," Kyla smiled happily. "Really?"

"Oh hell yeah," Kevin said. "I don't think she could spell 'home,' and I hear go to Emerson, so," she nodded. "I went to Roosevelt."

"No way!" She said. "I went to Roosevelt for undergrad!"

"Really?" He said. She nodded. "That's weird, that we never,"

"Oh I never talked to University of Chicago kid," she shook her head, "I was on scholarship and using Fed Loans, so I pretty much studied and did the bartending thing, I didn't have much of a social life even with people from my school."

"Yeah," he nodded. "I was in a similar boat, I had Lisa and our," he stopped, "her oldest, David." Kyla looked at how sad he looked.

"Dean loves your kids," she said, "they're like all he talks about." He smiled. "He likes you too, which is kind of a miracle, because my brothers hate every guy I've ever been with."

"Kevin, honey," Lisa walked over, "we're getting ready to," she stopped. "Oh my God, hi! You must be Kyla, I'm Lisa, it's so nice to finally."

"OK," Kevin said pulling her away, "It was nice talking to you Kyla."

"You too," she laughed.

"I just wanted to introduce myself," Lisa frowned at her husband.

"You're not holding up Fulton and Tanya's wedding to grill the new girlfriend," he said. "You have all night to do it. And sending Lizzie to do it is playing dirty."

"You're no fun," Lisa frowned. He kissed her. "I love you."

"I love you too," he said. "But you should be institutionalized." She stuck out her tongue and he laughed as she walked away.

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