AN: PLEASE READ: So after going over the layout of this story, I realized that there would have to be a major jump in time if I was going to keep going the way I'd planned it and I really did not want that for any of my readers. So from here on out, every year has one or two chapters for it so that way you are truly able to see Alastair's and James' relationship develop from their meeting in 1997 and the ending (canon and not) in 2015.

So from here on out, there are going to 68 chapters though once again, that may change though it is extremely unlikely and if it does, it will not be as drastic as 50 to 68. Hopefully this comes as happy news and nobody thinks this will drag the story out for to long.

Now, with that said, please enjoy!

"I must say, I'm surprised we were able to come at all," James said as he sipped at a glass of champagne. The rehearsal dinner had just finished. "And I'm even more surprised that we're just here for the wedding and not some ulterior motive."

"Well, despite it having some of the gravest repercussions, I'm sure if I'd said no Kenton would have found some way to find Kingsman and put them under oath that I could come," Alastair softly replied, earning him a chuckle from the other. "I'm being quite serious. You should have seen his face when I said I was going to double check with work before I could say yes. He told me he didn't care if a worldwide nuclear war was happening, he expected me there. I replied that I doubted he'd have a wedding during a nuclear strike."

James resisted from howling with laughter as he imagined the incident. "Of course he would! Oh brother! Hey, I think I may finally be able to get the bride-to-be away for a moment. I haven't actually had a full blown conversation with her and I need to figure out if I should have any reason to be a wedding crasher tomorrow."

Alastair rolled his eyes at James' teasing face as he actually skipped over to where Kenton had just excused himself.

The bride-to-be, Nnenna, was utterly gorgeous. Tall, dark as night, and with an incredibly powerful voice despite its soft tones, anyone would have been lucky to have her. For the moment she wore a beautifully light blue dress and lightly held a glass of champagne in her hand.

James ceased his skipping before arriving at her side. "I hope I'm not interrupting anything but I was hoping to talk to you."

She turned around, curious, when a brilliant smile lit up her face when she saw who it was. "Not at all. You are James, correct?"

"That's me."

"Kenton speaks very highly of you. I have heard so much; it feels like I know you though I am happy to finally see you face to face," Nnenna replied.

"Same goes to you. I have to admit, I don't think I know anything about you except you're from here and that you're a lawyer."

"Well not exactly," she said with an easy going smile.

James made an obviously fake expression of horror. "You mean you weren't born here? Were you born on another planet?"

She laughed, her smile never faltering and the only change of it seeming to grow bigger. "A very amusing thought but no, I was born here. I mean about the lawyer part. I suppose that is the simplest way to put it but I work for the American government in its legal department."

"And I suppose you were over in the Middle East doing…something for them when you met Kenton?"

"Exactly."

"Well, I must say I'm glad he did. So far I can't find any reason to dislike you."

"Did you come over here with that intent?" asked Nnenna playfully.

"Not at all!" James quickly said. "But I did want to make sure my brother-in-law wasn't marrying another Debbie Jellinsky."

Nnenna let out the loudest sound James had ever heard her produce as she laughed at his comment.

"I'm glad you got the reference," he said with a smile.

"Of course, the Addams Family Values is possibly one of my favorite movies."

"I'm glad to hear it. Perhaps you can help me convince mister 'the Addams family is stupid' to give it a try," James said as he motioned towards Alastair. "He's never watched anything with them in it so I have no idea how he got that idea into his head."

"I would love to. Though speaking of him, Kenton didn't mention to me that you were both married."

"Oh we're not!" James quickly said. "I mean it was more of a joke than anything and Kenton is so much like a brother but no, definitely not married, heh."

"But you wouldn't mind being so," Nnenna said with a knowing look.

"Well I don't know. It's just…I don't know what he'd think about it. And it's not even legal back home so I don't see much point in it," James trailed off.

"But you could have a ceremony at the very least. Or perhaps it will be legal in time. Just look at all that's happened in this year in 2002."

"Yeah I suppose," James murmured, his eyes focused on Alastair as thoughts ran through his head. However, he broke out of them as a small smirk split across his face. "Isn't that the Maid of Honor talking to him?"

"My sister, Amadia, and yes it is. He looks like he's restraining himself from running away," Nnenna said, amusement clear in her voice.

"I do believe you're right and is…is she flirting with him? I do think I feel scandalized Nnenna!" James said in mock shock. Then breaking out into a grin again he asked, "Do you think his honor needs to be protected?"

"Somehow I think he can handle himself though I do feel somewhat bad for just standing by and watching," Nnenna said though she didn't move to do anything.

James stayed with her to, amused at how Alastair was just barely keeping a look of interest across his face even though it was clear he wasn't at all.

As they continued to watch, Nnenna said, "You know, I don't think I ever told her about you two. Though it's hard to tell either way. Amadia would probably be flirting with him even if she knew."

Then, Alastair clearly tried to remove himself from the conversation as he said something and then headed towards James and Nnenna though Amadia was still on his tail.

James and Nnenna turned to hide their laughs though Alastair butted in anyways and muttered, "I saw you both getting your kicks! I don't care if she's you're sister or not, help me!"

Biting his thumb to help keep the laugh inside, James and Nnenna couldn't even say anything to that as Amadia was soon already there.

"Oh, you must be his friend! James, right? It's so wonderful to meet you and it's so great that the family has a friend like you! And can you two believe it? Alastair had completely forgotten that the Best Man and Maid of Honor had a special dance together! Isn't that so silly?"

Though James found he quite liked Nnenna's younger sister, he could easily see why Alastair wouldn't . She talked about as fast as Roxy did on a sugar high, which was one of the few times Alastair wouldn't tolerate her, and she was extremely chipper. That of course was something Alastair hadn't gotten use to with James but it was obvious he did not expect other people to produce the same amount of joy and excitement James could at the drop of a hat.

Upon hearing the part about the dance, Alastair quickly said, "And I replied that I don't dance."

"Oh come on, be traditional," James said with a grin.

"Tradition is that the Best Man and Maid of Honor sleep together which, no offense, I am certainly not doing and I am most certainly not dancing."

"I completely understand that first part, though it really is a shame, but we are definitely dancing."

Alright, Amadia definitely knew what with that devilish grin. It had James smiling to as he said, "Just amuse us, alright Alastair? It is your brother's wedding after all. When are you going to get a chance to dance with a beautiful woman again?"

"Hopefully never."

"Well at least you just admitted that I was beautiful," Amadia said with a smirk that had the rest of the group laughing except for Alastair.

After James got that out, he saw that Alastair definitely wouldn't change his mind there. He let out a sigh and said, "I'll try to convince him later if at all possible. But it is getting late and we both must bid you good night."

"Understandable, it was lovely chatting with you James," Nnenna replied.

Amadia grinned as she said, "Same goes to you to Alastair."

The pleased look on James' face was not mirrored on Alastair's.

The two left the dying commotion and James eventually took Alastair's hand and pulled him outside. The hotel they were at was on the beach and the actual wedding would take place out near the water tomorrow in the afternoon.

The heat of the day was also dying down like the noise inside and a breeze moved across the shores, helping to keep the temperature cooler than before.

Once alone, Alastair gave a rather pointed look at James. "You were enjoying yourself entirely to much."

"I'm sorry alright? But we both know you can dance so I don't understand why'd you refuse her."

"Because I would honestly rather not," muttered Alastair.

"Well we're damn spies. We do a lot of crap that we don't like to do but doing this is part of the wedding plan. Not arguing will help everything run way smoother tomorrow and you should want everything to be perfect since it is your brother's wedding."

"I'd still rather not dance were her. She's annoying."

"She's not that bad," James replied with a roll of his eyes.

"Maybe not to you but I only have room in my life for one happy go-lucky person and that position is already taken. And for the record, the only person I would care to dance with at a wedding is that particular person."

Despite the irritated way he said it, the words were deeply touching and had James smiling, not big and large but soft and sweet instead.

"Well if that's the case, we can dance tomorrow. And we might as well start practicing now," James replied as he grabbed Alastair and swung him around.

"How do you know I wasn't talking about someone else?" questioned Alastair as he went along with James' movements.

"Oh we both know you were talking about me."

"Fine, but you do realize how stupid it is dancing without any music, right?"

"Well perhaps we'll just have to make some of our own then," James replied as he pushed forward in a deep kiss that elicited a moan and a relaxing body.

"Urgh hate you," grumbled Alastair when he was finally able to get some words out.

James just grinned as he swung them around once more before kissing Alastair again.