Skyfall

Chapter Fifty-Eight

"Are you sure it's ok that we are going to Louis' wedding and leaving the kids with you?" Rebecca asked Lily. "You just had your treatment yesterday. I don't want to…

"For the tenth time, it's fine." Lily assured her. "Go and have some fun."

"I doubt it will be much fun." She scoffed.

"Things will be ok." Lily assured her, giving her a hug.

"I'm not certain of anything right now." She said, trying not to cry. This morning she told Lily about the argument with Harvey last night and how she wasn't looking forward to going to Louis' wedding.

Lily pulled away and touched her face. "Trust me. He loves you and you love him. It will work itself out."

"Are you ready?" Harvey asked, appearing in the doorway. "Ray is here."

"Yeah. I'll be right out." She replied, not turning to face him. She waited a moment and took a few deep breaths. "Did I smear my makeup?"

"No." Lily smiled. "Now go."

"Thanks." She left the living room and grabbed her purse from the table by the front door before heading out to the car. The door to the car was open, and Harvey was holding it open for her. It was something that Harvey usually did for her, primarily so that he could steal a kiss and brush his hand across her body as she passed by him. He hadn't been doing that for the last couple of weeks though.

While she was glad he was starting to do the little things like that again, she couldn't bear to encourage him right now because she was still hurt and angry. Without hesitating, she walked around the back of the car and got in on the other side, away from where Harvey was holding the door open.

Once inside, she rested her purse on her lap and stared out the window. She thought about trying to start a conversation with him, but didn't know what to say right now. It surprised her when he said something.

"You look beautiful."

"Thank you." She replied, still staring out the window. She had chosen a blush colored dress. It was starting to get tighter around her belly and she knew this would likely be the last time she would be able to wear it for a while.

"Hard to believe Louis is actually getting married in front of 300 people today. I didn't realize he even knew 300 people." His voice was soft, with a hint of teasing in it.

"Yeah, well Louis is a good man and some men don't mind making themselves vulnerable in front of a large group of people." She knew it was horrible to throw that in his face and she felt terrible about saying it as soon as the words left her mouth. She knew he still felt bad about the fact that they never got to have the wedding they originally planned. But she was unable to stop herself. There was too much anger in her to choose her words carefully right now.

"So…you're still mad at me."

"What tipped you off?" She asked, looking over at him.

"Rebecca, can we please just talk about it…"

"Harvey, I'm not talking about this right now. We're going to Louis' wedding and we should focus on that. It's not the right time for this." She interrupted, going back to looking out the window. "Let's just try to have a good time, ok?"

"Ok." He sighed.

"Harvey, I just want to let you know how much it means to me that you are up here being my best man." Louis said as they stood up at the front of the altar a short time later.

"Of course, Louis. I know I have teased you a lot over the years, and I may someday deny saying this but I do consider you to be a good friend."

"That is the best wedding gift you could have ever given me." Louis smiled.

He couldn't help but laugh. "Then I guess I can get a refund for the mudding excursion Rebecca and I got you while you are on your honeymoon in Turkey."

"Don't you dare!" Louis shook his head. "You actually got us mudding in a Turkish bath?"

"Yes, we did. Well, Rebecca did. I just signed my name at the bottom of the card." He said, briefly looking over at the man before returning his gaze to Rebecca. She was sitting in the second row on Louis' side, sandwiched between Jessica and Rachel. She was close enough that he could hear bits and pieces of her conversation with Jessica. It seemed like they were talking about firm business. He wasn't in the mood to listen so he tuned them out, instead focusing on Rebecca.

He watched as she spoke to Jessica. To everyone else it seemed like she was having a great time. But he knew her well enough to know how to read her face. Although there was a smile on her face throughout the conversation, he could see that the smile wasn't genuine because it didn't reach her eyes. Her eyes were the most expressive part of her face and he could normally read her mood by one look.

Right now her eyes were displaying pain, anger and sadness. And it was all directed towards him.

The past month or so had been stressful to say the least. With everything that had happened, he should have been leaning on her for support. Instead, he had been treating her like shit and blaming her for things that weren't her fault. It had to stop. He had to find a way to make her forgive him for his behavior towards her.

Going to Scottie for advice wasn't the greatest decision he could have made, even though it did help him see he needed to trust in Rebecca and tell her everything. But he could see how she thought it wasn't fair to her that he went to Scottie first. And he should have told her about his past with Donna.

But to be honest, he didn't have any feelings left for Scottie except friendship and he certainly didn't have any romantic feelings for Donna. So it never occurred to him that he should make things awkward by exposing the one night he shared with Donna to Rebecca. Those two were friends and he didn't want to hurt their friendship.

Shit.

He should have warned Donna that Rebecca knew about that night. That was going to bite him in the ass sooner or later.

After thinking about it for most of the night last night and watching her sleep, he came to the conclusion that her anger might not be solely about Scottie or even Donna. It could also be anger about the way he treated her after Marcus' death. But she probably didn't feel comfortable lashing out about that to him, so when this came along she might have subconsciously channeled her anger to this issue.

He couldn't blame her for it. This probably seemed like a safer thing to be mad at him about. Or maybe she really was pissed off about Scottie and Donna. Either way, he had to find a way to get back on her good side again. A smile formed on his face as he thought of one way he could try later.

"Do you have any last minute words of wisdom for me?" Louis asked as the music started, cueing the beginning of the ceremony.

He looked over at the man and sighed. "No matter what, tell Shelia everything…even if you think it doesn't matter and it seems stupid. It might matter to her and it's best to share everything so there isn't any chance of it coming back to bite you in the ass later."

"Thank you Harvey. That's actually good advice." Louis smiled.

He turned back and saw Shelia coming down the aisle in her wedding dress. But seeing Shelia reminded him of his wedding day with Rebecca.

"Are we really doing this?" Rebecca laughed, wrapping her arms around his neck. "Are we really going to get married today?"

"We don't have to if you don't want…"

She interrupted him with a kiss. "I want. Of course I want to marry you. I just…didn't wake up thinking today would be our wedding day."

"Well the judge is going to be here in thirty minutes." Harvey informed her. "So you have thirty minutes to change your mind."

"Oh I'm not changing my mind." She assured him. "But I do want to change my clothes and I think you should too."

"You don't want me to get married in sweatpants?" He laughed.

"No. As good as you look, and as much as I love the way those sweatpants hang on your hips, that's not appropriate clothing for a wedding." She shook her head. "So why don't you go get whatever suit you want to wear from the closet and then stay out of the bedroom while I get dressed?"

"Or we could both go into the bedroom and get undressed, then dressed again together." He suggested with a wink.

"No." She shook her head. "You don't get any more sex until after we're married. Besides, it is bad luck for the groom to see the bride in her dress before the wedding."

"Fair enough." He nodded. "Ok. Do you want to help me pick out the suit?"

"Nice try. But I'm pretty sure that if you get me into that bedroom, I'm going to run out of time to get ready before the judge gets here." She laughed. "So no thank you."

"You know me too well." He leaned over and placed a quick kiss on her lips. "I'll be right back out."

He went into their bedroom and headed straight for the closet. It only took him a few moments to figure out what suit he was going to wear. He had to go with her favorite, the dark blue three-piece suit. She was a sucker for the vest and always liked it when he wore one with his suits. He then picked out the tie she got for him about six months ago. It had quickly become his lucky tie. Every time he wore it, good things happened to him. He knew today would be no exception.

He came out of the room with everything he needed and placed the suit on the couch. "Alright. The bedroom is now yours."

"Thank you." She smiled, walking up to him with a box in her hands. "So I was going to give this to you the night before our wedding before I went to stay with Donna. But now is a good time for it too."

He took the box from her and slowly opened it. Inside were two cufflinks, one with a cursive H and one with a cursive S. Each cufflink had a small diamond above and below the letter. He pulled the S one out of the box and looked at it.

"Do you like it?" She asked.

He put it back in the box and gently laid it on top of the suit before wrapping his arms around her waist. "I love them. Thank you."

"You're welcome." She replied, leaning in for a kiss.

"I do have something for you too." He told her, releasing her and walking over to his wall of records. He reached behind a couple of the records and pulled out a long, black box. He walked back over and handed it to her.

"You didn't have to." She smiled as she took the box.

"I wanted to." He assured her, watching as she opened the box. He had gotten her a diamond tennis bracelet.

"It's beautiful." She whispered, leaning in and kissing him. "Thank you."

"It's not nearly as beautiful as you." He whispered.

"Stop trying to charm your way into my pants." She teased, whispering into his ear. "I need to go get changed."

"Alright." He laughed. "But after we get married?"

"Harvey, after we get married I don't see any reason for either of us to wear any clothes, especially not pants." She walked towards the bedroom and then turned to wink at him before disappearing inside.

It took him a moment to realize that he had been stuck in his memories for the entire ceremony. The cheers from the guests as Louis and Shelia kissed alerted him to that fact. He looked over at Rebecca, who was staring at him.

He smiled at her, slightly disappointed when she didn't smile back before looking over at Louis and Shelia.