Antonio and Mike sniggered as they hovered over a passed out Kevin. As was required at his bachelor party, he had gotten drunk. The boys all had and couldn't remember much of their daylong celebration. Antonio could vaguely remember why his shoes were on his hands and couldn't remember at all where he had put his boxers. Mike found himself wearing James' pants, and assumed the explanation for that wasn't far from the explanation for Antonio's missing boxers.

There were also vague memories and questions about the pile of pizza boxes in the middle of the room (and yet the boys had ordered Chinese food), the reason the couch was vertical, and where Kevin ended up buying a shirt that said: Kiss me, I'm getting married.

But the party had been fun, and had lasted all the way to the morning of the wedding. Mike, as per his duties as best man, was supposed to wake Kevin up to give him enough time to cure what was sure to be a nasty hangover and for him to get ready and get his ass down to the wedding.

"Dude… dude," Mike started to poke Kevin's forehead, "Dude, today's the day. Get up."

"I have a headache, Mike."

"Yeah, we all do. Get up. Your dad stopped by and he's making breakfast. Good thing, too. If any of us got near the oven, we'd probably start a fire."

"My dad is…" Kevin sat up, looked over to the kitchen and saw Patrick by the stove, preparing a meal that smelt both nauseating and delicious at once. "What time is it?"

"Wedding day time," Mike said, "and dude, you can start with a shower. Mia's not going to appreciate you showing up and smelling like… me."

"Mia's my fiancée, right?" Kevin groggily got to his feet and he could feel the world spinning. "Oh yeah… I remember… where's the shower?"

"I'll show you," Antonio said and gently took Kevin by the arm and walked with him to the guest bathroom. "You're not too drunk, right? I don't need to shower you, do I? That's a best man, job."

"I'm good, Antonio, thanks."

Patrick chuckled to himself as he began to plate the breakfast for the boys, "This is starting off exactly like my wedding did."

-Samurai-

"I'm late! Emily, get up! I'm late!"

Emily groaned and rolled over, burying herself as much as she could into the back of the couch. She had slept over at Mia's place to make the morning of the wedding easier for Mia. Unfortunately, it meant she was waking up at the crack of dawn to a frantic Mia.

"Congratulations. I was late too."

"Wedding late, Emily! This is no time to have a baby! Get up! There's so much to do!"

"Mia, Mia, relax," her grandmother walked into the living room with a bag over her shoulders, "We're not late, and besides, the bride's always a little late."

"So we're actually early," Emily muttered, "The twins and I are still tired and…"

"Emily! The others aren't here! Lauren and Serena and Kate aren't…"

"They're probably sleeping! Like we should be!" resigning herself to defeat, Emily sat up.

"Patrick's already with the boys helping them get ready," Christina announced as she walked into the room, "I'll be going over there in a couple of hours, and then Noa and I are going to check out the venue and make sure it's ready to go."

"What if it's not…"

"MOMMY!" Riley shouted and stomped her feet as she came down the stairs, "I was sleeping and you're crazy waked me up! Calm down!"

Mia took in a deep breath and nodded her head. If Riley was telling her to calm down, she needed to calm down. She took Riley into her arms as she came over, "You're right, I'm sorry, sweetheart. Happy real birthday."

"Thank you," Riley gave her mother a hug, "Happy real wedding day."

Noa stepped out of the kitchen, "Alright, I've got a big wedding day birthday day breakfast planned. Why don't we all sit down and eat this together. Then we'll get started on hair, make-up and the dresses."

-Samurai-

"Serena, we're going to be late!" Lauren cried as she waited in Serena's front hallway, tapping her foot impatiently. Serena raced around the house.

"I know, I know, I'm sorry!" Serena ran to Lauren and put Terran in her arms, "This one left me a beautiful present all over his crib and the wall this morning. By the way, I haven't bathed him yet."

Lauren winced and held Terran away, "We'll bath him at Mia's. Do you have the dress?"

"Of course."

"Then let's go!" Lauren grabbed Serena by the arm as she raced by and dragged her out of the house. Kate was waiting in her car in the driveway.

"Finally," she called out the window when she saw the girls were coming, "We're going to be late!"

"Blame Vincent van Poop," Serena muttered as she buckled Terran up in the car seat.

-Samurai-

As it turned out, Kevin was just as much as a handful as Mia, and the boys spent the morning running around, completely errands and tasks for him just to keep him calm and keep things on their side under control.

Kevin was finished getting ready and looked in the mirror. His tuxedo was on and he looked very well put together (in spite of the headache and a lingering sensitivity to light).

"Mike!"

"I have the rings, Kevin!"

He let out a sigh and straightened out his jacket. He heard the door click as it opened and turned around. His parents walked into the room. His mother took one look at him and started to tear.

"Kevin, you look handsome."

Kevin smiled and walked to her, "Thanks, mom. How's everything?"

"Running smoothly, don't you worry," Christina took a step back to have a look at her son again, unable to believe her eyes, "Mia is a very lucky woman."

"I'm the lucky one," Kevin said and checked himself again in the mirror, "I've got it right, right? My jacket isn't backwards or anything? I partied a little too hard yesterday."

"You're fine."

Patrick placed his hands on his son's shoulders and gave him a very bright smile, "I am very proud of you, son."

"Thanks, dad, I…"

"You have become an amazing man."

Kevin returned his father's smile and then hugged him, "That means a lot."

"Dude, I lost the rings," Mike poked his head into the room. Patrick could feel his son tensing up. Kevin pulled away from his father, clenched his fists and glared at Mike.

"You had one job…"

"I'm kidding. The limo's here," Mike smirked, "That was fun."

"You're walking," Kevin grumbled.

-Samurai-

Mia hid in her room as she put the finishing touches on. Her grandmother had done up her hair and teamed up with Serena to do her make-up. All that was left now was putting on the dress without ruining everything. Fortunately, Mia had Emily's help.

She slid the dress on and Emily zipped it up at the back and passed her the tiara.

"You look really beautiful, Mia."

"I don't mean it the way it sounds, but I know, Emily," Mia sighed, "Between my mom and Sobo and Riley, I've heard it enough."

"And you can't even see the cut," Emily said and gestured to Mia's cheek. Mia smiled.

"Yeah, I guess I overreacted. Thanks for all your help, Emily. I couldn't have done this without you."

"Sure you could," Emily shrugged her shoulders and fixed up her own dress. "I just did what you told me to do."

"Well, still, thank you," Mia kissed Emily's forehead before she gave her a smile. "It means a lot you were willing to help."

"I'd do anything for you, Mia," Emily said. She touched up Mia's hair slightly after the bride put on her tiara and gave her a nod, "You look… radiant."

Mia chuckled and nodded, "Synonyms. Good choice."

"Thanks. Now, think the bridesmaids can take care of things from here? I'm going to go double check what's going on at the venue."

"It's like you're reading my mind," Mia smiled, "Thank you!"

Emily nodded her head and walked out. She didn't have a driver's license or a car and so couldn't get herself to the venue, but had arranged for the boy's limo to pick her up. There was no rule that said the groom couldn't see the maid of honour before the wedding, and it was hers and Mike's first Valentine's Day as a married couple. She was excited to see him.

She waited on the curb. There was still five minutes before the limo arrived, but given Kevin's nature she was sure it would arrive right on time.

"You look fancy."

Emily turned around and glared at the source of the voice. It was the girl who had a crush on Kevin – the one Emily was positive wrote the message on Mia's car and hit her in the face with a snowball.

"Today's a wedding day, isn't it? The day Kevin marries that skank and makes the biggest mistake of his life."

"Who exactly are you?" Emily crossed her arms over her chest and scowled.

"Kevin's future wife, duh," Mackenzie flipped her hair over the shoulder, "Who are you? Skank's bitch of honour?"

"You want to ruin the wedding, don't you?"

"Save the wedding?" Mackenzie shook her head, "Obviously, you're on her side, so you're not going to get it. Kevin deserves so much better than what's her face."

"Mia."

"Whatever. Where is he? I want to talk to him."

"I'm not telling," Emily shook her head. "I'm not saying anything."

"Well, I'll be the wedding can't go on if the maid of honour is..."

A shriek interrupted Mackenzie and her eyes widened. Emily turned around to see what had happened and saw Terry standing over two girls and a large, container of water. Terry looked to Emily with a shrug, "They tripped. I was about to tell them to be careful. Hypothermia wouldn't be fun."

"You made it!" Emily cried and forgot all about Mackenzie as she jumped into Terry's arms, "Mia's going to be so happy to see you! She's upstairs! She look beautiful, but don't tell her that."

"What's going on here?" Terry asked after hugging Emily. He looked to Mackenzie and then to the two girls who tripped, "Who are they? More friends?"

"They're trying to ruin the wedding."

"What?"

"Have you met Kevin's future wife?" Emily pointed to Mackenzie. Terry frowned and shook his head.

"Kevin's supposed to be marrying my sister."

"And he is," Emily glared at Mackenzie and then her two friends, who finally pulled themselves up from the snow and were dripping wet from the water having spilt on them. "Kevin loves Mia. He loves her a lot. You're staying away from their wedding, got it?"

"Whatever," Mackenzie rolled her eyes, "I have other ways of making him fall in love with me."

"Fall in love with you?"

Mackenzie jumped as she recognized the voice and turned around. Kevin was standing behind her and it looked like he had just gotten out the limo on the road. He frowned deeply and shook his head, "Mackenzie, you're a great kid…"

"Doubtful," Emily muttered and looked behind her, where the water the girls had tried to dump on her was already turning into a slippery patch of ice.

"I don't love you," Kevin said. "Look, I'm sorry you have to hear it this way, but I'm getting married to a really incredible woman."

"It's a mistake."

"That's just it," Kevin shook his head, "This doesn't feel like a mistake. Adopting our daughter gave me a few doubts, but I'm sure about this. No one's going to ruin that. I'm really sorry, Mackenzie, this isn't going to work out."

"Come inside, Emily," Mike called to his wife and waved her into the limo. Emily smirked and stuck out her tongue at Mackenzie before getting inside the car. Kevin put his hands in his pockets and shrugged.

"I'm sorry, Mackenzie. I'm sure you'll find someone great one day, but he's not me. Now I've got to go."

"Whatever," Mackenzie turned away, "Your loss. When this thing ends, don't come crying to me."

"Alright, I'll remember that," Kevin said as Mackenzie started to walk off with her friends in her huff. Kevin shrugged his shoulders, "Weird kid."

"I told you something was up with her," Emily said. Kevin sighed and then turned to Terry. He gave his brother in-law a smile and then a hug.

"You made it!"

"I'll have a lot of catching up to do when I get back to school," Terry nodded, "but there's no way I'm missing my sister's wedding. Congratulations, man."

"Thanks," Kevin climbed into the limo, "I'll see you soon, I guess."

Terry nodded and waved goodbye to the limo as it drove off. He turned to the house and walked up the stairs. He rang the doorbell and then figured he would just walk in. He assumed the bridal party would be too busy to pay any attention to the door.

"And who exactly are you?" a voice asked him from below and he looked down to see a young girl. For a moment, he was worried he had the wrong house.

"I'm Terry… is this Mia's house?"

"Depends on who is asking," the little girl crossed her arms.

"Terry. I'm Mia's brother."

"You mean mommy has more family?"

"What?"

Riley stomped over to the stairs, "Mommy, you have a brother and he no bring me presents! I don't like him!"

Terry scratched his head and was certain he had the wrong house. That is, until he heard his name being called from upstairs. He looked up and saw his sister emerge from her bedroom. His jaw dropped.

"Whoa… Mia, you look…"

"Say beautiful and I'll kick your ass."

"Stunning," Terry smiled. Mia brightened up and raced down the stairs. She leapt into Terry's arms.

"You came."

"I'll take any chance I can to bond with my sister," Terry nodded. He gave his sister a loving squeeze before he let her go, "Happy wedding day."

"Thanks. I'm so glad you made it. Where's your mom?"

"She'll catch up with us later. She knew your family would be here and… well, it's still a little weird for her."

"I understand," Mia nodded. She pulled her brother in for another hug, "I've missed you. We have so much to catch up on!"

"Yeah, and we can start with the kid calling you mommy. Last thing I remember is trying to comfort you after you found out kids were off the table."

Mia bit her lip and laughed nervously, "Yeah… funny story…"