"You had best turn up to the church on time tomorrow" Hannah told her father as he sat on his bed and she pulled out his suit from his wardrobe and hung it up on the top of the wooden door as Don rubbed his cheek in his left hand and watched his daughter as she zipped up an overnight bag for him and placed it on the floor near his wardrobe;

"I will...Messer doesn't have anything to ridiculous pulled up his sleeves" Don said but in a flat way. Hannah picked up on his tone and she sat beside him and looked him in the eyes as she reached out for his hand;

"What is it?" she asked him and he shook his head;

"It's nothing Hannah" he told her and she raised a brow at his lie, sensing something was bothering him deeply.

"Dad...you can tell me anything" she promised him and he simply squeezed her hand and rested his hand onto her cheek and kissed her on the forehead.

"I know baby" he whispered

"So what is it?" she pushed him and he just took a deep sigh

"I'm worried...about the wedding" he admitted and Hannah shifted her body sideways and stared on at her father

"Why?" she asked and he took a deep sigh and simply shook his head at her;

"It doesn't matter Hannah...I'm worried over nothing...just pre wedding jitters" he patted her hand and then held it up so that he could kiss the back of it. Hannah simply shook her head at him;

"No...tell me dad. You started so you'll finish" she demanded from him and he chuckled

"You get the bossy trait from your mother" he muttered to her "and she's why I'm nervous"

"Mum?" Hannah checked

"I worry about what she'd say to all of this..." he loosened his tie as he felt himself heat up at the thought of Emily looking down on him.

"Dad" Hannah complained "Mum would be happy for you...how could she not be? She would only want the best for you and she knows Jess makes you happy and you love her"

"Does she want that though?" he worried and looked into her eyes "I committed myself to your mother"

"And you still are committed to mum" Hannah said sternly "you will always love her dad and she knows that. But she's not here dad...and...I can understand how you're feeling...but what about Jess?"

"I love her Hannah" Don said and she nodded

"I know you do dad...and that is why mum would understand why you want to marry her...dad you have to move on" Hannah wrapped her arms around his midsection and rested her head onto his shoulder as he patter her back.

"I know Hannah" he sighed "I know"

"Just think of it like this dad...mum would be happy to know someone else loves you...that you're not alone anymore" she tried to persuade him and he kissed the top of her head again and held her close;

"I don't know what I would do without you Hannah" he said and one small tear escaped his eye

"You don't have to imagine" she whispered "I'm not going anywhere"

"Hey" a knock on the door said and with one final kiss on Hannah's cheek, Don stood up and opened the door to reveal Jess;

"You okay babe?" she asked him and he simply nodded;

"I'm fine" he told her "what's up?"

"Danny is stood at the door threatening not to have you turn up to our wedding on time...and because I am hormonal I threatened to shoot him if he did such a thing" Jess grinned slyly and Don kissed her sweetly before picking up his bag and suit, flinging it over his shoulder and winking at his daughter;

"I'll see you tomorrow" he assured Jess and she grinned;

"I'll be the one wearing white"

"I'll look out for you" he promised and began to walk down the stairs

"Love you Don"

"Love you Jess"

...

"Um...this champagne is so good Jess" Stella teased her as she sipped on the champagne and Jess just rolled her eyes and stuck with her orange juice which she had hold of. Hannah was also on soft drinks and it was only Stella and Lindsay drinking. Jess didn't know Lindsay that well, but she had invited her after she had spoken to her about a case and they seemed to get on well.

"Oh be quiet" Jess smiled

"If you insist" Stella took another sip

"Anyway" Lindsay said "you nervous at all?"

"Not in the slightest...just excited I think" Jess grinned widely and Hannah excused herself to go and answer the door which had just been knocked on.

"So is he what they all say he is like?" Stella leaned forward and asked Jess who raised a brow

"What do you mean?" she wondered

"Well they say he was a bit of a flirt with the ladies" Stella said

"I knew what they used to say about him" Jess worried where this conversation was heading and then she noticed Hannah stood in the doorway, pale as a ghost as she stared at the three women. She coughed once and immediately turned red;

"Mark's here...I'm just going to go and sort some stuff out" she smiled forcefully and grabbed Mark's hand before pulling him up the stairs. The three women all looked to the floor and then Jess looked at Stella;

"You think she heard?" she whispered

"I think she did...I didn't mean...I just wondered" Stella garbled and Jess stood up;

"I'll just go check she's okay" she said and took the steps up to Hannah's room. She knocked on the door and Hannah opened it up and she saw Mark laying on top of her bed;

"Hey" Hannah muttered

"What Stella said Hannah..." she began but she just shook her head at Jess;

"It doesn't matter Jess...I knew what he did...I just don't want to talk about it" she said

"It does matter...he's your dad" Jess said and Hannah just shrugged at her;

"Who got drunk a few times and made some stupid mistakes...they never meant anything...mine and his relationship was rocky and he felt lonely...he regrets the few one night stands he had" Hannah said "he really does"

"You're sure you're okay?" she checked and Hannah simply nodded;

"I'm fine" she said and Jess sighed before shutting the door to her room and bidding her goodnight.