A/N: Hello everyone! Here's the second chapter of this story, it'll probably end up being about five chapter in total. School starts back up on Monday, but I'll try to update as close to regularly as I can. To everyone celebrating Passover, or Easter have a wonderful holiday.

Jim heard Trixie's car pull up to Ten acres and hurried to pour the rest of the popcorn into the bowl. As he heard Trixie walking through the front door, he headed to the living room and set the popcorn next to the tray of drinks.

"Hey Shamus, everything's all set which movie did you want to watch? "

Jim watched Trixie burst into the room with her usual energy. He couldn't help but smile at her she really did bring the sunshine with her everywhere. He took her coat and watched as she made herself comfortable on the couch; Jim couldn't help but be amazed that she was here that after all these years and all the troubles they were here together. Jim couldn't overcome the sudden sense of panic that somehow he would mess this up.

Trixie must have seen something in his face, because suddenly she was there and she was smiling at him and it was wonderful.

"Are you alright Jim?

Jim nodded, "I'm fine Shamus, I'm just happy we can be here like this, sitting together watching a movie."

Trixie smiled and pulled Jim down next to her. She snuggled into his side on the couch and grabbed the remote. Jim felt Trixie relax into him as she selected her favorite mystery movie and hit play. He wrapped his arm around Trixie and sunk farther into the couch he wasn't going to worry this thing with Trixie to death. Jim was going to be content with just enjoying some quality time with his favorite person.

Jim felt something tickling his nose, whatever it was it was trying to wake him entirely too early on a Friday he didn't have to be at work. As soon as Jim's fingers found the source of the tickle he realized where he was. He wasn't in his bed, he was still on the couch with Trixie, and his curl was itching his nose. Jim brushed it away careful not to wake Trixie and snuggled back into her wrapping her more securely in his arms. Jim smiled to himself he would be content to stay this way with Trixie all day if he could. They didn't have to start doing things for the rehearsal dinner until at least noon, so surely they could stay here together a little while longer.

Jim's bubble was burst when he heard someone clear their throat. He squeezed his eyes shut; surely he hadn't recognized that voice.

"We know you're awake Jim."

Jim groaned, "Hello Mother, what brings you here this morning."

Jim heard his dad chuckle quietly, and wished the floor would swallow him up. This couldn't possibly get any worse than it already was. And then Trixie began to stir.

"Morning Jim, what time is it?"

Jim sighed, "I'm not sure, but we should probably get up."

A sleepy Trixie nuzzled back into Jim's neck, "let's not this is much too comfortable."

At that Jim's father let out another snort and Trixie sat bolt upright, and turned to face his parents her face red as a tomato.

"Mr. and Mrs. Wheeler, Good morning."

Mr. Wheeler chuckled again and Mrs. Wheeler smiled at Trixie, "Good morning Trixie. We just came over to ask Jim to join us for breakfast, we weren't aware he had company. Would you care to join us?"

Jim watched as Trixie shook her head, "No thank you Mrs. Wheeler, I should be getting home."

Mr. Wheeler smiled, "Nonsense Trixie, please join us."

Trixie smiled, "I would love to, but Evans will have my hide if I'm not home soon to help with more wedding things. Thank you for the invitation though."

Jima watched as she pulled her shoes on and with a quick I'll see you later she pecked him on the cheek and was gone leaving Jim feeling quite cold.

"Don't look so sad son, we didn't mean to scare her off."

Jim glared at his still grinning dad, "Okay let's commence with the teasing, it's far too early for all this."

Mrs. Wheeler stepped forward and put a hand on her husband's arm, "We aren't going to tease you Jim whatever is going on between you and Trixie is none of our business you're both adults. As long as you don't make us grandparents yet."

Jim groaned and fisted his hands in his hair, "We are not sleeping together and please let's not discuss my sex life please for my sanity."

Mr. Wheeler chuckled again, "Alright, now go get dressed you're coming with us to meet Honey and Brian for breakfast."

Trixie hurried down the driveway to her car, cheeks still flaming. It wasn't until she was on the road back to her apartment that she began to relax. It could have been worse, her parents or god forbid her brothers could have walked in on them.

Trixie made the short drive back to her apartment, hoping that Rollins and Dan were safely encased in her room and not naked in the public areas. Trixie shuddered she had no desire to ever seen Dan's butt again.

Trixie opened the door of her apartment cautiously and was dragged inside by a very enthusiastic Evans.

"Good you're home Trixie! I have been waiting for one of you to wake up for hours. It's time to start getting ready for the rehearsal dinner."

Trixie gapped at her roommate, "Johnny, it's still early. The rehearsal doesn't start until four, and Di asked us to be there at three."

Johnny shook his head, "Yes, but we have appointments to keep. So you go on in there and get ready so we can get going."

"What kind of appointments?"

Johnny grinned sheepishly, "We're meeting Di and Honey when she's done with breakfast for haircuts and mani pedis."

Trixie shook her head, "No we're supposed to do that stuff tomorrow for the wedding."

Johnny began herding Trixie towards her room, "Nope you get your hair and makeup done tomorrow. This is just some prettying up."

Trixie heard her bedroom door snap shut behind her and sighed, she really wished she'd accepted the invitation to breakfast now. She grabbed her towel and hurried into the bathroom for a quick shower not bothering to wash her hair. She was just getting out when she heard Johnny through the door, "fifteen minutes Trixie or I'm draggin' you out of this house no matter what state you're in."

Trixie hurried back to her room, shooting a glare at the man who was currently her least favorite roommate. Five minutes later she had thrown on some clothes and pulled her hair back, "Okay I'm ready, let the torture commence".