Here's the next chapter, same disclaimer, I own nothing. When I saw Top Gun and D2 on in the same day I knew I had to post this soon so here you have it.

Chapter 56: The Wedding

"Yes I knew your dad. We met at a party our second year in college." Mr. Portman said getting up. I followed him over to the swings and we sat down swaying a bit. "I got in a bit of trouble at a party a little later in the year and I remembered your dad telling me he was going to be a lawyer. I may have grown up here in Chicago but University of Minnesota had a better business school. They wanted to kick me out for the trouble I had caused at this party but your dad convinced them otherwise."

"Did you know my mom too?" I asked dragging my feet through the sand beneath the swings.

"Not as well as I knew your dad. We talked occasionally but I was better discussing things with your dad." Mr. Portman said.

"Was she nice?" I asked.

"From what I knew. Your mom wasn't at the hospital. From what I remember she should have been there. Did she ... was she ... did something happen to her?"

"My Momma died just after giving birth to me. About a year and a half later my dad married my step-mom Alicia."

"Your dad was absolutely enamored with Becky. Much like I am with Nora. After I got to know Robert, Becky was all he talked about. And his sons."

"You were in a similar situation right? I mean if you're the same age as my dad."

"I was. Nora and I got married right after we found out she was having Jeff. My parents weren't thrilled I had knocked her up before I married her but when I did propose they were more supportive than your grandparents were. Your mom was real gentle and caring. You remind me of your dad though. I knew him better than I knew your mom so that could be a reason. Dean wasn't trying to upset you; he was trying to show you how much he appreciates you."

"Yeah alright," I said sarcastically.

"Don't take that tone with me. He was." Mr. Portman said fiercely then his tone softened. "He just is rather blunt with compliments some times. Especially when he really cares about someone."

"I care about him too, Mr. Portman. I just don't want to get hurt by him."

"I understand that, but know that my son speaks before he thinks at times. He'd do anything to make it up to you though."

I thought about it and realized it made a lot of sense. Though Dean could be very charming at times he was also very blunt and could be confusing with his compliments. Then I realized that he had tried to make it up to me. "You do have a point there Mr. Portman." We talked for a bit longer before he decided it was time to head to the church. We walked back to his car and he handed me his keys.

"You drive." Mr. Portman said.

"Mr. Portman, I couldn't."

"Dean told me about your love for my car. Then he practically begged me to let you drive her. Normally I only let Nora drive her but yeah I can let you too. I think you deserve it."

I protested a bit more but finally he convinced me into it. So with his directions I drove to the church. "Mr. Portman, where do you think the boys are?" I asked as I parked the car.

"I'll take you to them. Mr. Portman is my father, you can call me Frank."

"Mr. Frank." I said decidedly. He offered me his arm as I climbed out of the car and led me inside, up a flight of stairs then down the hall to a door. He motioned for me to wait as he slipped inside. I waited for a bit but Mr. Frank didn't return so I knocked.

"Dean, would you put some pants on so I can open the door? How many times do I have to tell you?" Mr. Frank asked.

Finally the door creaked open and looking passed Jeff who was right behind the door to see Dean shirtless. I blushed and looked away.

"It's your girlfriend." I heard Tony taunt. I heard the door shut and noticed a pair of bare feet stop in front of me. I looked up to see Dean standing in front of me and noticed he was still shirtless.

"Hello there." Dean said. I swallowed hard. "What's wrong Princess?"

I shook my head then stretched up and kissed his cheek. "Thank you for getting your dad to let me drive his car."

"It wasn't that hard to convince him. After what you went through with Mitch, he kinda figured he owed you."

"Oh, I didn't—"

"I know. He shouldn't feel that way and you didn't mean to make him feel that way but he just feels that way." Dean said.

"I see." I said unable to keep my eyes from drifting to his pecs.

"Have I told you I apologize for convincing them to let you sing?"

"Yes." I said trying to keep my eyes from drifting to his abs.

"What do I have to do to earn your forgiveness?" Dean asked.

"Uh ..." He was really handsome without a shirt on.

"Lizzy?" Dean asked.

"Yeah?" I asked touching his chest. Now I knew how he got his reputation as an enforcer. The power I could feel and see behind those muscles was astonishing.

"Lizzy?" He called with a hint of humor in his voice. "Hey." Then it seemed to dawn on him as I ran my hand across his chest and up to his shoulder. "You like me shirtless, don't you?"

"I ..." I trailed off feeling the muscles beneath his shoulders. Dean reached out and pulled me against him. Then my eyes snapped up to his. "You are in more trouble than you can imagine." I said glaring at him.

"I know." He said cupping my cheek to hold my head up to look at him. "I should keep you distracted but I'd rather get this over with now. I don't want you to be angry during the wedding."

"No more babe until after practice on Monday, I want you to do anything reasonable that I ask of you without question for the next three days, and if Fulton wants you to pay for Monday night you have to let him."

"You got it." Dean said.

"Good now let go of me." I said. He loosened his grip so I could walk away if I wanted but all I did was pull back a bit silently. I looked down and ran my hands down his chest. "Why are you so handsome?" I asked softly.

I felt him chuckle then he lifted my chin. "I love you." Dean said.

"I love you too." I answered. Then he kissed me softly. "I could kiss you all day." I said pulling away slightly.

"Too bad you have a wedding to attend." I heard Mr. Frank say. I looked past Dean to see him in the doorway.

"In a minute Dad," Dean said then he kissed me again.

"Enough." Mr. Frank said a few moments later.

I sighed but pulled away. "Get dressed, I'll see you later." I said.

Dean nodded unhappily but went back in the dressing room. Mr. Frank escorted me to the sanctuary doors where he handed me over to the usher who lead me to a seat. The seat was at the end of the pew three rows back from where Mr. Frank took his seat. Over the next ten minutes I texted Fulton who told me how freaked out Dean had been Saturday morning.

"This seat taken?"

I looked up from my phone to see a boy about my age and two adults most likely his parents. I scooted over and gave him plenty of room to sit down.

"Thanks."

"Well I don't recognize you so you can't be related to the groom."

"I'm not."

"Gate crashing."

"I'm dating his brother." I said answering his question.

"Last I heard Tony was dating that girl there." He said pointing to the girl at the other end of the row.

"Wrong brother," I said smirking.

"You don't look like Dean's type."

"Because I'm not a buxom blonde who's a cheerleader?" I asked.

"Well yes."

"Maybe he likes me because I've got a 78 mile per hour fastball." I said looking up and smiling sweetly at him.

"Fastball? He asked. "And yet you have a sweet and innocent smile. That's got to be it."

Then I smirked. "Believe what you want."

"Yet that's a devious smirk."

"I'm also his hockey captain's cousin and his best friend's best friend."

"Well it's nice to meet you, I'm Henry Portman, Jeff and Dean are my cousins on my dad's side."

"Lizzy Jacobs, it's nice to meet you too." The wedding was long and lavish but I could tell Krista loved every minute of it. I could also tell that every so often Dean's eyes drifted to me because he would smile a little more.

"I think someone's completely infatuated." Henry hissed. I just smiled. At the reception I was left sitting with at a table with Henry and his parents who he introduced as Bob and Nancy. For a while we sat and ate as others danced. I looked longingly at the dance floor and soon found a hand in front of my face. "May I have this dance?" Henry asked.

"Uh sure," I answered.

We danced for a bit before someone asked "May I cut in?" Henry rolled his eyes but backed off. I sighed but moved closer to Dean. "What's wrong Lizzy?"

"Why did you wait until I was dancing with Henry to ask me to dance?"

"I was forced to dance with Star until she told me to come over here. Dad protested but she forced me."

"I see." I said looking down.

"I heard my family has been questioning you about why I'm with you. You're amazing and I love you and they'll realize that eventually." Dean said.

"You mean that?" I asked looking up at him trying not to appear too hopeful.

"Yes. You smell really nice."

I smiled and tightened my grip on him. We danced to songs and looking around I saw Jeff dancing with Krista looking so in love I was inspired. "You said they agreed to let me sing?" I asked.

"Yes. Any song you want as long as it's clean. As soon as you want ba-by."

I knew he had started to say babe but then changed it halfway through. I raised an eyebrow but he only shook his head giving me a pleading look. I rested my forehead against his chest and for some reason his scent calmed me down. Then I looked up suddenly. "Get me something to drink. Please." I said.

He opened his mouth to argue but then closed it and walked away. Then Tony walked over and we danced and I was impressed with his dancing skills. After that song Mr. Frank cut in and we were dancing when Dean came back over with two drinks in his hands. I excused myself from Mr. Frank and Dean and I walked over to a table and sat down.

When Dean sat I took my drink and then cupped his cheek with my other hand. "You know I don't really hate that word. Sometimes it makes me feel special like that hot girl on the beach but Adam makes a point, it objectifies women and sometimes make me believe looks are all that matter to you."

"That's not true. Looks don't really matter that much anymore."

"Doesn't mean those thoughts don't cross my mind." I said.

Dean leaned into my touch.

"I never thought I'd see the day when Dean Portman would be so infatuated with a girl." A male voice said.

Dean turned and scowled. I looked up and swallowed. I knew that kid. "What do you care Tyler? You can't stand me remember?" Dean said.

"It's just odd to see some big, tough, hockey player become so romantic over a girl who's probably just using him for—" Tyler started.

"You better not finish that sentence." I growled.

"How would you know anything?" Dean hissed standing.

I tugged on his sleeve and Dean looked back at me. "You remember me telling you about those baseball jerks who kept picking on me until Aaron stopped them?" I asked.

"Yeah?" Dean said.

"He's their captain." I said.

"Aaron told me about your—" Tyler started.

"Aaron would never tell you anything besides he's just a friend." I defended trying to keep my temper under control.

"But certainly you wouldn't mind taking some time with me."

"You better not be suggesting what I think you're suggesting." Dean growled.

"What do you think I'm suggesting?" Tyler smirked.

"That I wouldn't mind cheating on my own boyfriend," I answered.

"You said it." Tyler said.

I couldn't control my temper any more. My fist shot out and I punched him in the stomach. "Leave me alone." I growled.

"Uncle Frank!" Tyler yelled.

"He's related to you?" I asked.

"On my mom's side," Dean answered. "You're going to get in trouble."

"You'll see." I said.

"Yeah see you get in trouble." Dean muttered.

"What is it Tyler?" Mr. Frank asked having walked over.

"Dean's girlfriend just punched me in the stomach for no reason." Tyler whined holding his stomach.

"Is this true Lizzy?" Mr. Frank asked.

"What? That I punched him or for no reason?" I asked sweetly.

"Both." Mr. Frank said plainly.

"Yes and no."

"Lizzy."

"I did punch him but I had a reason. After everything I went through this weekend, I'm not a violent person. Not unless I have a reason." I said.

"That is true. What did you say to her Tyler?" Mr. Frank asked.

"Only that she's danced with you and Tony and Dean and Henry so maybe she'd want to dance with me too." Tyler said.

"He implied she was only using me for one reason and she wouldn't mind cheating on me." Dean said.

I wondered which boy he would believe then he looked at Tyler hard. "You did not imply that did you?" Mr. Frank asked.

"Tyler Zachery Smith, get over here right now." I heard a woman call.

"Coming Mom," Tyler answered. He walked away and I looked up at Mr. Frank.

"I do believe you Lizzy. He shouldn't have said that and I will speak with his parents. After what you went through you shouldn't have had to deal with that too." Mr. Frank said.

"Thank you." I answered.

"I'm sorry that you haven't had a lot of fun on this trip. I hope your next one here is a lot better." Mr. Frank said.

"Thank you sir," I said. He smiled and walked away. I turned and looked back at Dean. "You were saying?"

"That I didn't think my dad would believe you. You know how I told you it took Krista three months to win my dad's favor? How'd you do it in just under 48 hours?" Dean asked.

"I was drugged in his house and made him somewhat realize he can fix losing his family." I answered. "Now this singing deal," I said.

"Anything you want baby. At any time. And once again I apologize for what I did."

"It's fine." I said. I finished my drink then stood and headed for the stage.

Well there you have the wedding. Next up the reception and the return to school. Thanks for sticking with me through this. You all are great.