"You little sneak" I say to Dean as soon as we're in the lift. He smiles and nods. "I'm just glad it all worked out" he says, breathing a sigh of relief. I smile. "You are" I say cuddling into him. "Without a doubt, the best wedding planner in the history of wedding planners." He smiles. "You are" he says. "Without a doubt, the drunkest I've seen you in a long time, and I love it." I smirk. "I was drunk when I married you" I say looking at him. "Do you think I can get it annulled in the morning?" "Nuh uh" he whispers kissing my neck. "Not when I've had my wicked way with you tonight." I smile and look up at him as the lift doors open. "I'm sobering up by the second Jon" I warn. He groans and grabs my hand, pulling me to our room. This time he manages to open the door first try. He scoops me up and carries me into the room, kicking the door closed and laying me on the bed. "I love you" he whispers as he lies next to me. "I love you too" I whisper, reaching out and touching his face. "Tonight has been absolutely perfect, and I don't know how to thank you." "Simple really" he says leaning over and kissing me softly. "Don't divorce me again." "I'll make a mental note of your request Mr Good" I say smiling. He kisses me. "Thank you, Mrs Good" he says.
A few hours later I'm lying in his arms in bed. We've been laughing for the past hour at my phone going mad in my bag. "Check it" he says finally, kissing me on the head. I groan and roll over, picking it out of my bag. "Twitter" I say cuddling back in to him so he can see too. "Brilliant night at the surprise wedding of the century" he reads, smiling. "Congratulations again to Torrie and Jon, wedding number 2" I read. He chuckles. "Ain't gonna be a number three doll" he warns. "Love me or lose me next time." I nod. "I love you" I whisper, throwing the phone and pulling him closer to me. "I love you so much Jon." He nods and kisses me as he rolls us both over. "Show me" he says simply.
He's not in bed when I wake up the next morning. I rub my eyes when he walks out if the bathroom. "Uh, really?" I ask, laughing. He shrugs. "Mine got wet" he says. "I left it on the floor and the shower leaked. You want it?" I shake my head. "Nope" I say grabbing my phone and taking a picture quickly. "Oh Mrs Good" he says. "That's pure evil." "Mrs Good?" I ask. He nods. "Don't you remember?" he asks suddenly. "We got married last night Tor, I mean, I know you said you were buzzed, but buzzed enough to forget...?" "No" I say. "I didn't forget Jon, I just had a moment of confusion. I mean, you called me Mrs Good." He nods, sitting on the bed next to me. "Indeed I did" he says kissing me. "Good morning, Mrs Good." I frown and he stares at me. "What?" he asks. "So" I say slowly. "Are you the butch lesbian in this relationship?" He frowns this time. "Tor" he says. "Are you still buzzed?" "Jon" I say laughing, unable to keep this going for much longer. "You're wearing my Bride robe!" He looks down and collapses back on the bed laughing. "Shit Tor you had me worried you'd hit your head or something then!" he splutters. I laugh and pull him towards me. "Morning, Mrs Good" I say quickly before kissing him. "I'm all man baby, and don't you forget it" he growls. I pretend to think, then smile at him. "Prove it" I smirk. "Oh you've asked for it now doll" he growls pinning me down with his body as he shrugs the robe off.
"Yep" I pant. "All man. Well done honey. Point proven." He laughs and puts his arm around me, and we both lie together getting our breath back. "Bang goes the annulment" I moan. "Not even worth joking about Tor" he warns. I nod and kiss him. "I told you Jon" I say. "I'm not letting you go again. No matter what. You're stuck with me." "I'd rather be stuck to you" he says wickedly. I smile and kiss him. "I'm sure that can be arranged" I whisper. A bang at the door makes us groan. "I'll go" I say, grabbing the robe he discarded and slipping it on. "Mmmmm nice" he moans as I walk to the door. I laugh as I open the door and come face to face with Seth and Dessie. "Sorry" he says quietly. "Someone here missed you guys." I smile and take her from him. "Hey poppet" I say walking over to the bed with her as Seth grabs her stuff. Dean holds his arms out for her and I smile as she gives him a big gummy grin. "Oh, she kinda has a present for you too papa" Seth says. Dean groans. "Why do I get all the dirty diapers?" he asks. Seth laughs and shakes his head. "Nope" he says. "For once you're good on that one. Dessie, hey Dessie, hey baby girl, where's papa?" Dessie grins at Seth and turns to Dean. "Dadadadada" she suddenly blurts. Dean is in tears instantly. "Woke me up with that this morning" Seth says sitting on the bed. I frown. "You?" I ask. "I thought her stuff was in with Ro and Chelle?" He nods. "It was" he says. "I offered." I nod. "Well we owe you Colby" I say hugging him. He smiles and hugs me tightly. "No you don't" he whispers. "You guys being happy is payment enough." I smile and kiss his cheek. Dean has managed to find his masculine side again and is trying to get Dessie to say Dada again, but not having much luck. Seth grins. "Only for uncle Seth" he says. "Dessie, call papa." "Dadadada" she babbles again, adding a raspberry at the end for effect. Dean shakes his head and laughs. "Thank you Seth" he says as Seth stands up. He nods and smiles. "I'd better go" he says. "Need to get to the arena soon. I need to get my stuff sorted now my room doesn't look like a crèche anymore." I laugh and walk him to the door. "Thanks Seth" I say quietly when he's in the hallway. "No thanks, please Tor" he groans. "Just, well, just be happy, ok? That's all I want for you, it's all I've ever wanted for you. And if it can't be with me, then I'm just as happy for it to be with my brother. I love you guys. You're my family. Never forget that." I nod and watch as he gets into the lift, giving me a weak smile as the doors close. I wipe my eyes before heading back into the room to Dean and Destiny.