Chapter 6: Marriage

Their alarm clock rang and it was official. Today was the day that K.C. Guthrie would become K.C. Guthrie-Coyne, and Declan the same. Declan woke up and turned the alarm clock off as to not wake his pregnant fiance. He quickly got up, posted notes for K.C. to find, called everyone, dressed, and headed out to the church to begin the wedding ceremony. Around 10:00, K.C. stirred out of bed and got ready to go to the church. He got in his tux, walked outside, and found a note. It read:

"Dear K.C., the surprise I was telling you about 3 years ago is ready for you. Go into the backyard and open the garage with the surprise banner on it. Code is 8452. Directions to the church are in there. See the second note in the garage for more info. Wedding is at noon. Love, Declan."

K.C. sprinted to the garage and typed in the passcode quicker that what was humanly possible. The garage door opened, and a sparkling new Bugatti Veyron Super Sport gleamed and glistened in front if his eyes. A second note was on the drivers side door.

"Directions are programmed into the GPS. Love your very awesome soon-to-be-husband, Declan"

K.C. opened the door, climbed in the front seat, and turned over the engine. He smiled as he listened to the engine purr, all of it's power behind his fingertips. He pulled his phone out and text Declan.

'On my way to the church. Love you'

After sending the message, he took off and raced down the pavement to meet his fiance at the local church. He got dressed quickly, and entered the church just in time to walk down the aisle. Upon entering the building, angels were suspended from the ceiling, while all the seats were decorated cream with white accents. The guests were dressed accordingly, along with the pastor. Everything looked so white and pure, K.C. thought he was having a dream. Trudging down the cream accented white carpet, he reached the front of the church in front of everyone. Once K.C joined Declan at the front of the church, the pastor spoke, I do's were exchanged, along with rings, and the two became one, to be together forever. Cheers erupted, along with a chorus of awws, as the young men walked out to the limo to begin their honeymoon. Once the limo pulled up to the airport, K.C. and Declan hopped out, went to their private plane, and began their journey to the UK to spend 2 weeks on their honeymoon. Once they went back home, they stayed home for a while, and went to the doctor for K.C.'s checkups monthly, and after 9 months, K.C. was ready to have a baby anytime soon. One day, at around 2:15 in the morning, K.C. woke up and felt a warm liquid running down his leg as he went to the bathroom.

"OH SHIT Declan!"

"WHAT?"

"MY FUCKING WATER BROKE!"

"OH SHIT WE GOTTA GO!"

K.C. and Declan ran out to the car, and within less than a minute, they were barreling down the pavement towards Degrassi General Hospital. By the time they were in the doors, the doctor came and rushed K.C. into a delivery room. Declan want after, keeping an eye on his husband.

"WHY DID YOU DO THIS TO ME?"

"K.C. it's not my fault though, it's nature!"

"FUCK THAT! OWWWWWWWW! AHHHHHHH!"

K.C.'s rage was obliterated by the pain of the baby dropping into his birth canal, trying to get free. K.C. pushed with all his might to try to get the infant out, and after a little while, the baby started crowning. Searing pain blossomed as K.C. screamed for his husband to come with him though the pain and without hesitation, Declan was in there with a video camera documenting the entire event. K.C. was trying to grin and bear it, but soon he instinctively pushed again and screamed

"OK Mr. Guthrie-Coyne just a few more pushes and you're baby might be out."

"MIGHT?"

"We can't make promises but it will only be a little while longer."

"OHHHHHHHHHHHHHH MYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY GODDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD THIS HURTS!"

Declan immediately rushed to his side to try to comfort him. A doctor filmed while K.C. strained, struggled, and pushed for another 15 minutes, until a surge of relief washed over him so strong it made him black out for a few minutes. When he regained consciousness, he was handed the baby that Declan and himself produced. It was a baby girl, so he decided with some input from Declan to name her Katilynne (Quick AN: The baby's name is pronounced Katie-Lynn, not Kate-Lynn), a combination from what Declan wanted (Lynn) and what K.C. wanted (Katie). K.C. was discharged and rode home with Declan, Katilynne asleep in the backseat. Luckily, Declan had prepared the day before and had a car seat in the back, ready for the infant to rest in. Down the road, K.C. grabbed his husband's hand and squeezed it to get his attention.

"Yes K.C.?"

"I'm sorry about what I said in the hospital. I know it must have hurt."

"I knew you didn't really mean it, you were just in pain."

"Aww... my hormones are starting to make me emotional!"

"It's OK, I'm excited to be a father too and it's making me emotional too."

The instant the tension in the air was cleared, Katilynne woke up and started giggling. By the time they pulled into the drive way, Katilynne was just the happiest little baby there ever could be, smiling a toothless grin to everything in sight, including her loving parents. After a while, the family fell into a routine, which consisted of waking up to feed the baby, going to sleep, waking up to burp the baby, dropping the baby off at a grandma's house to go to work, picking the baby up, going home, feeding the baby, playing with the baby, bathing the baby, and going to sleep, with frequent diaper changes all throughout the day. This routine continued for about 3 years, sans the diaper changes about halfway though. By this time, everyone knew the routine, until one night,extreme heat made K.C. wake up and run around the house, until he caught sight of where the heat was coming from. He found it, and it mortified him; their dream house was on fire. A shocked K.C. did what any other person in the house would do:

"FIRE!"

Hearing this cry, Declan popped up and quickly grabbed Katilynne and ran out of the house, dialing 911 and frantically screaming to the dispatch woman about the blaze. Fire trucks roared towards the structure and blared down the driveway to reach the inferno. Firemen ran into the house and swiftly took action to kill the offending element. After about 5 minutes, the firemen exited the cabin, and gave the couple the news.

"Mr. Coyne?"

"Yes?"

"There is good news and bad news. I'll give you the bad news first. The bad news is that the room where the blaze started is completely ruined and you will have to replace everything in that area of the house. The good news is that even though the fire was large enough to burn through the walls and destroy the structure, it didn't due to the fact that that room was like a steel box and prevented the fire from spreading. Whoever built this house thought smart. Were going to roll on out now, the house will be more than likely be safe to enter tomorrow after we inspect it, just let it cool off. Spend the night in a hotel tonight, I'm pretty sure you need the relief."

"Thank you chief-"

"Richardson. Chad Richardson."

Chief Richardson gave his name in a tone that K.C. didn't like at all. Turning towards Declan, he gave a long embrace to his husband that made the fire chief look slightly disappointed. Once the rest of the firefighters rolled out, Declan pulled the car around and drive to the most luxurious hotel he could find on such short notice. Once they were all checked in, K.C. confronted Declan.

"What the hell was that back there?"

"What are you talking about?"

"With that firefighter. I know he was flirting with you, it was just in the way he looked at you and the way he talked."

"K.C. you are overreacting! He was just being friendly!"

"You didn't see the look on his face when I was embracing you."

"Maybe he was thinking of something else. Did you think about that?"

"He was thinking about you! Don't fuck with me Declan I am so not in the mood right now!"

"Well if you aren't going to listen to me then get your jealous ass the hell out!"

K.C. stared in disbelief and what had just spewed from Declan's mouth. He couldn't believe the venom that soaked his words and the sharpness the words carried that allowed the venom to soak into K.C.'s body. With a look of pure pain K.C. advanced to the door.

"K.C. I didn't mean-"

"Yes you did! Don't ever talk to me until you get your mind straight. I'm taking Katilynne with me and I'm moving in with my mom. Declan I'm done with being accused over something I know is true. Goodbye."

With that final goodbye, K.C. sealed the barrier that blocked him from Declan. The sound the door made when it slammed shut was the same sound his heart made as it broke. He gathered the baby's things and headed to the lobby. He dropped the keys to his car off at the front desk and asked them to deliver them to Declan's room. Walking out into the dark, cool night, K.C. wondered how his life could have gotten so fucked up because of 1 event. He pulled his phone out, called his mom, and dropped the SIM card into a plastic bag and buried it in the hotel grass. Proving that he wasn't going to need Declan for anything, he caught a bus and left to his mom's house, Katilynne in his arms.

In the hotel room, Declan mentally cursed himself for saying what he did. After crying, anger, and heartache, Declan's night was ruined as he was missing the most important thing; his husband. After all K.C. had been through all his life, that had to be the most traumatizing of them all. He quickly called K.C.'s mom and told her what happened and that anger got the best of him and he meant nothing in what he said. By the time K.C. got to his mother's house with Katilynne, his mother told him to go back to Declan. She told him what Declan said and drove him back to the hotel. Running back to the hotel room, he blazed down the hallway, Katilynne barely able to keep up. The door burst open, and the lovers embraced, leaving the earlier argument in the dust. K.C., remembering where his SIM card for his phone was quickly left to go retrieve it. Soon after, K.C.'s mother took Katilynne with her so that the boys could spend some alone time.

Once Katilynne and his mother left, K.C. eyed Declan with a burning passion, and he soon began to smell and crave something he hadn't had in months, sex. He slowly turned toward Declan and was met by Declan's lips pressing gently into his. Instead of a usual passionate kiss, this one was soft and gentle, that showed K.C. how much his husband loved him. He could feel precum leaking from his cock, dripping down his shaft and making a stain on the bottom of his boxers. Declan was feeling the same sensation, shown by a stain growing on the front of his gray boxer briefs. They continued to kiss, only breaking for short breaths of air and to take clothing off. Soon, once they were in nothing but their underwear, the truth was told. Stains on their underwear along with very large bulges showed that both of them were very turned on. Without warning, their underwear rested on the floor, and Declan was swallowing K.C.'s cock. Lapping up the warm nectar that seemed to just ooze endlessly from this lover's body, Declan deemed that K.C. was ready to feel something he hadn't felt before. As soon as K.C.'s cock exited his mouth, it returned to his body where he had never felt anything so painful in his life. After an initial shocked reaction, Declan's body gradually allowed K.C. to thrust inward and bring him pleasure that he had never felt. He felt so great at that moment he thought that if he came even once that all the cum from his body would be released at that one moment. K.C. felt so alive at that moment that he was just rocking on the edge if his orgasm. Sudden gasps and louder moans meant that only one thing was coming.

"OH SHIT!" the two boys screamed in unison, as K.C. shot his seed into Declan, and Declan spraying like a broken fire hydrant.

The two boys drifted off to sleep together, knowing that this was their make up from the argument. Once the two boys woke up, they picked Katilynne up and drove back home so that they could see how badly the room was destroyed. Once they found out what room it was, K.C. immediately burst into tears. It was the room dedicated to their days of Degrassi, everything in there was burned to a complete crisp, from the first note that K.C. got from Declan in the cafeteria, to their graduation caps and gowns. Declan thought ahead, and locked the originals in a safe in their room, and had everything duplicated. He told K.C. that he would get more duplicates and that it was alright. Soon they called a restoration place and got a deal to fix the room. Katilynne was whining now, and it was getting more and more outstanding my the moment.

"Daddy I hunguee! DADDY I HUNGUEEE!"

"Katilynne I'll get you something to eat in a little bit-"

"I HUNGUEE NOW!"

With a fit of anger, she took the phone from Declan's hand and threw it against the wall, effectively shattering the phone.

"Katilynne Marie Guthrie-Coyne you are in so much trouble right now it isn't funny!" Declan shouted.

With that shout, Katilynne effectively broke into sobs that pierced the eardrums of everyone in the house. Hearing the shriek, K.C. immediately sprinted to the cause and cradled Katilynne against his chest, allowing her to hear his heartbeat once more. That soothing beat calmed the toddler down to where she was able to say she was sorry for breaking the phone. Once she drifted to sleep, the couple decided to watch some TV and talk about what was happening in their shared lives. Declan talked about the success of his business, which was in technology, and K.C. talked about the restaurant that Declan helped him finance. They watched the news and wuickly listened about a story on the news.

"23- year-old Fiona Coyne was driving along Highway 80 early this morning when a drunk driver pulled a U-turn and crashed into her head-on. Fiona was found dead at the scene by the time rescuers arrived. A memorial service will be held on Saturday."

Declan's heart plummeted into the very pits of his soul once he heard that his sister passed away in such a painful manner. He hadn't even gotten a chance to tell her that he loved her, and she had been ripped away from him in the most violent way ever, worse than anything Bobby could have done to him. He gradually heaved over and cried silently for his sister.

AN: I was up until 4 am writing this for you guys! Please don't hate me for killing off Fiona, it was that this story was turning into this happy-go-lucky story that is so not Degrassi, so I had to add some drama to it. I decided to move the crazy-stepmother-twisted-stepsister-crazy-aunt-in-the-attic storyline into this chapter, so now the next chapter is probably going to skip Fiona's funeral and go to the next week because I really don't want to write her funeral, I just didn't like Fiona so since I had control over everything that happened I made her go away... forever. I'm so mean for that I know... but i'm tired and this took me twice as long to type. And sorry for the long update, I had severe computer trouble. Love you lots

–SlashySlash