When the President Calls

Chapter 4

November 26th, 2004
Norfolk, Virginia
St. Paul’s Catholic Church
3:10 p.m.

The next four weeks just flew by, and after having a big Thanksgiving diner in Norfolk, Sara’s introduction to one, they had a few calm days before they found themselves in the back of the Peters family church.

“Ready?” Jen asked with a smile as they arranged Sara’s train just right.

“Yes,” Sara nodded before smiling softly. “God, I’m so nervous it’s not funny,”

“That’s normal,” Abbey laughed as Kevin and Patricia made their way to their seats.

“Oh good,” Sara joked before taking a deep breath. “By the way, I’m killing you all later for giving me a dress that has a half-corset.”

“Hey, at least it’s not a full corset,” Abbey countered with a smile before Jed joined them. “And it’s time for us to get out there. Don’t worry Gina, you’ll be fine.”

“Of course she will,” Jed continued, “Now close your eyes, young lady,” he added. Sara glanced at him confused before shrugging slightly and complying. Moments later she was surprised to feel her bouquet of red roses being taken away, as she reached for it, she felt a group of stems and grasped them tightly. “Alright, you can open them now,”

Opening her eyes she looked at him still confused before glancing down at the bouquet in her hand. Gasping she looked back up at Jed and Abbey to find them both smiling. “How?”

“Well, Zoey told us about how you were mentioning you had wished you had planted your Disneyland roses sooner so you could have had them in your bouquet due to your engagement being at Disney. Jed had fun,” Abbey explained with a smile.

“And the white roses are buds from the Rose Gardens, a gift from the President, Leo brought them,” Jed continued as Sara looked back down at the bouquet she now held, it was a bit bigger than her other bouquet, but held a dozen of the official Disneyland Roses, in full bloom, and another dozen white rose buds. Reaching up she gently fingered one of the bud’s petals…

“John F. Kennedy roses,” Abbey answered before she could ask the question. “I believe Leo said Santos thought it was rather appropriate,” she continued with a smile.

“Thank you,” Sara smiled before looking back up at the former President and First Lady. “I know I’ll have to thank Leo and the President as soon as possible.”

“Your welcome, now don’t panic. You’re going to be standing next to John soon and you’ll be completely at peace,” Abbey smiled before Jed took her arm and they made their way down the aisle as well.

“You okay now?” Zoey asked with a smile.

“Very,” Sara smiled. “I’m going to need that bouquet at the reception, there’s no way I’m tossing this one.”

“Was going to hurt you if you did,” Jen laughed. “Don’t worry, it will be there.”

“And we figured you might want to keep this one, so already have a way to perfectly preserve the bouquet. When you get home I’ll have it at your house,” Zoey added.

“Thank you,” Sara smiled before they turned their attention back to the inside of the sanctuary, Sara was just out of sight of anyone within, so it was up to Jen and Zoey to keep her up to date on what was going on.

As everyone took their seats, the organist played various songs before it was time for the ceremony to begin. Bishop O'Hara came into the building from a side door, John, Michael, and Charlie following behind to stand by the candelabras. All three men were wearing gray suits with a morning coat style, and hunter green vests with matching ties. After a few minutes, the organist changed music once more, and the opening of Jesu, Joy of Man’s Desiring began to play.

After a moment, Jen appeared at the back of the church and started up the aisle. She, like her fellow female members of the bridal party, was wearing a hunter green satin dress. It was a strapless ball gown, side runched, with a rhinestone brooch on the runched side. With that were elbow-length gloves, hunter green as well. Everyone’s hair was up in a pile of curls on their head, with a few trendils here and there, a silver tiara with rhinestones and pearls that looked like three snowflakes the only jewelry other than a necklace with a small white gold and diamond snowflake pendant. Behind Jen was Zoey, both women carrying a small bouquet of long stem red rose buds, held together by a hunter green satin ribbon.

When the organist began the traditional Bridal march, everyone rose and turned to look at the doors before they were opened and Sara appeared. Jen smiled when she heard her brother take a breath. Sara’s dress was gorgeous, a beaded lace bodice with short sleeves ending halfway to her elbows, with white gloves that had lace over the back of her hands, rather than full gloves on the hands, a small loop on her middle finger to keep them in place. The dress had a ‘V’ neck and back, lace scallops along the front ‘V’. The back ‘V’ ended just shy of the middle of her back, a row of small buttons beginning there and traveling down her back and the center of her train to the very end. When they had seen the dress, Abbey’s first comment had been that she would hate to have to button the some fifty buttons. The cathedral train, extending almost nine-and-a-half feet from Sara’s waist, had cutout lace appliqués, which had been the one thing Sara had truly fallen in love with.

Her hair was up in a sort of French twist, with organza rose hairpins made with pearl and crystal accents, though at the moment that was mostly hidden by the cathedral length veil with scattered pearls, which fortunately didn’t hide her face. Sara had this mental image of tripping over the veil as she tried to take a step forward, which had left her, Jen, and Zoey laughing for hours. The only real color for all of her outfit was the cross Kevin and Patricia had given her, known as the Magical Night Sapphire Cross. It was a sterling silver cross, about two-and-a-quarter-inches in length, with gold accents. Intricate filigree with fresh water pearls at each of the tips brought out the shine somehow of the deep blue sapphire in the center. Something blue…something new had been a small diamond bracelet from Abbey and Jed, borrowed had been of all things an anklet from Jen that had Cinderella’s slipper. And something old had been from Alicia, her great-grandmother’s watch.

After a few minutes, Sara had finally made her way to the front of the church, and took John’s hand as he helped her step up in front of Bishop O'Hara.

“Let us pray. Father, when you created humankind you willed that man and wife should be one. Bind Jonathan and Virginia in the loving union of marriage and make their love fruitful so that they may be living witnesses to your divine love in the world. We ask this through our Lord Jesus Christ, your Son, who lives and reigns with you and the Holy Spirit, one God, for ever and ever,” Bishop O'Hara prayed.


A bit later, Bishop O’Hara turned and indicated the Unity Candle on a side table. “Candles, representing the lives of both Jonathon and Virginia and the union of the two families will be lit by Jonathon’s godmother, Mrs. Perna and Virginia’s dear friend, Mrs. Bartlet,” he explained as the organist began to play a song, rather haunting in melody. Only a select few knew the song’s words actually spoke of a candle and lighting your world. As the music played Anne Perna and Abbey rose and made their way to the alter, after using candelabras to gain their flames, they moved over to each light one of the two taper candles on either side of the Unity Candle.

“Now, a Reading from the Song of Songs 2:10-14, 16,” he continued once they had returned to their seats, before Jed rose and walked to the front of the Church.

“My beloved speaks and says to me: “Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away; for now the winter is past, the rain is over and gone. The flowers appear on the earth; the time of singing has come, and the voice of the turtledove is heard in our land. The fig tree puts forth its figs, and the vines are in blossom; they give forth fragrance. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away. O my dove, in the clefts of the rock, in the covert of the cliff, let me see your face, let me hear your voice; for your voice is sweet, and your face is lovely…” My beloved is mine and I am his; he pastures his flock among the lilies.”

A few minutes later, it was Jen’s turn as she began to read, “A Reading from the first letter of St. Paul to the Corinthians 12:31- 13:8. “But earnestly desire the higher gifts. And I will show you a still more excellent way. If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am a noisy gong or a clanging cymbal. And if I have prophetic powers, and understand all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have all faith, so as to remove mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. If I give away all I have, and if I deliver my body to be burned, but have not love, I gain nothing. Love is patient and kind; love is not jealous or boastful; it is not arrogant or rude. Love does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful; it does not rejoice at wrong, but rejoices in the right. Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. Love never ends; as for prophecies, they will pass away; as for tongues, they will cease; as for knowledge, it will pass away.”

The last reading was Zoey’s, Mark 10:6-9. “Jesus said to the Pharisees, “But from the beginning of creation, 'God made them male and female.' 'For this reason a man shall leave his father and mother and be joined to his wife, and the two shall become one flesh.' So they are no longer two but one flesh. What therefore God has joined together, let not man put asunder.”

Time past, and it was time for the Rite of Marriage, everyone stood, including Sara and John, who Bishop O’Hara smiled at before speaking. “Dear children of God, you have come to this church so that the Lord may seal your love in the presence of the priest and this community. Christ blesses this love. He has already consecrated you in baptism; now, by a special sacrament, he strengthens you to fulfill the duties of your married life.

“Jonathan and Virginia you are about to celebrate this sacrament. Have you come here of your own free will and choice and without compulsion to marry each other?”

“We have.”

“Will you love and honor each other in marriage all the days of your life?”

“We will.”

“Are you willing to accept with love the children God may send you and bring them up in accordance with the law of Christ and his Church?”

“We are.”

“I invite you then to declare before God and his Church your consent to become husband and wife.” John and Sara shared a smile before joining hands. “Jonathan Kennedy Peters, do you take Virginia Lynn Toscano as your wife, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, All the days of your life?”

“I do.”

“Virginia Lynn Toscano, do you take Jonathan Kennedy Peters as your husband, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, All the days of your life?”


“What God joins… excuse me?” Bishop O’Hara asked looking back at her in shock.

“I, Virginia Lynn, Saraphina Gemini, Sidle Toscano; take Jonathan Kennedy Peters as my husband, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, All the days of my life,” Sara smiled before looking up at John.

John smiled at her, and Bishop O’Hara just shrugged slightly before continuing. “What God joins together man must not separate. May the Lord confirm the consent that you have given and enrich you with his blessings.”

“Amen.” the church answered.

“Jonathon and Virginia have decided to exchange their own vows as well,” Bishop O’Hara began before nodding to John.

“I, Jonathon Kennedy take you, Virginia Lynn to be my wife, knowing in my heart that you will always be my best friend, my partner in life and my one true love. On this special day, I give to you in the presence of God my promise to stay by your side as your husband, in sickness and in health, in joy and in sorrow, as well as through the good times and the bad. I promise to love you without reservation, to honor and respect you, to provide for your needs the best that I can, to protect you from harm, to comfort you in times of distress, to grow with you in mind and spirit, to always be open and honest with you, and to cherish you for as long as we both shall live.”

Sara smiled softly before beginning, “I, Virginia Lynn, take you Jonathon Kennedy, to be my husband, knowing in my heart that you will continue to be my best friend, my partner in life and my one true love. On this special day I give to you in the presence of God my promise to stay by your side as your wife, in sickness and in health, in joy and in sorrow, as well as through the good times and the bad. I promise to love you without reservation, to honor and respect you, to provide for your needs the best that I can, to comfort and support you each and every day, to laugh with you and cry with you, to grow with you in mind and spirit, to always be open and honest with you, and to cherish you for as long as we both shall live.”

“Almighty God, bless these rings, symbols of faithfulness and unbroken love. May Jonathan and Virginia always be true to each other, may they be one in heart and mind, may they be united in love forever, Through Christ, our Lord.” Bishop O’Hara prayed a few moments later.

“Amen.” John and Sara answered.

“Virginia, wear this ring as a sign of our faithful love. In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit.” John spoke, sliding the ring first on the tip of her pointer finger when he said ‘Father’, then on her middle finger with “Son” and finally slid it into place as he said “Holy Spirit”.

“Jonathan, wear this ring as a sign of our faithful love. In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit.” Sara repeated as she followed the movements, slipping the ring on each of the two other fingers before sliding it into place.

“We thank you, Lord, and we praise you for bringing us to this happy day. You have given us to each other. Now, together, we give ourselves to you. We ask you, Lord: make us one in our love; keep us one in your peace. Protect our marriage. Bless our home. Make us gentle. Keep us faithful. And when life is over unite us again where parting is no more in the kingdom of your love. There we will praise you in the happiness and peace of our eternal home. Amen,” Sara and John prayed before the service continued on.

After the Prayer of the Faithful and Liturgy of the Eucharist, they began the Communion Rite, and very quickly it seemed to the newlyweds, it was time for the Lord’s Prayer.

“Let us pray with confidence to the Father in the words our Savior gave us:” The Bishop began before continuing with everyone present. “Our Father, who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name. Thy kingdom come. Thy will be done on earth, as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread, and forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass against us, and lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil.”

After the last word was spoken, Bishop O’Hara turned back to Sara and John. “Let us pray to the Lord for Jonathan and Virginia who as they begin their married life come to God’s alter to deepen their love... “Father, you created man and woman in your own image and united them in body and heart so that they might fulfill your plan for the world.”

“To reveal your loving design, you made the union of man and wife a sign of the covenant between you and your people; through the sacrament of marriage you perfect this union and make it now a sign of Christ's love for his bride the Church. Lord, bless this husband and wife and protect them. Grant that as they live this sacrament they may learn to share with each other the gifts of your love. “

“May they become one in heart and mind as witnesses to your presence in their marriage. Bless them with children who will be formed by the gospel and have a place in your family in heaven.”

“May Virginia be a good wife and mother, caring for her home, faithful to her husband, generous and kind. May Jonathan be a good husband and a devoted father, gentle and strong, faithful to his wife, and a careful provider for his household.”

“Father, grant that, as they now come as man and wife to your altar, they may one day share your feast in heaven. We ask this through Christ our Lord.”

“Amen,” those gathered echoed.

“Lord Jesus Christ, you said to your apostles: I leave you peace, my peace I give you. Look not on our sins, but on the faith of your Church, and grant us the peace and unity of your kingdom where you live forever and ever.”


“The peace of the Lord be with you always.”

“And also with you.” The church echoed.

“Let us offer each other a sign of peace,” Bishop O’Hara spoke before everyone turned and exchanged hugs or handshakes with their neighbors.

A few minutes later Bishop O'Hara began once more. “This is the Lamb of God who takes away the sins of the world. Happy are those who are called to his supper,” as he continued those gathered joined him once more. “Lord, I am not worthy to receive you, but only say the word and I shall be healed.”

As Communion commenced, C.J. Cregg rose and recited the Communion Antiphon. And before long Bishop O'Hara was moving on to pray once more. “Let us pray,” he began before pausing for a moment of silence. “Lord, in your love you have given us this Eucharist to unite us with one another and with you. As you have made Jonathan and Virginia one in this sacrament of marriage and in the sharing of the one bread and the one cup, so now make them one in love for each other. We ask this through Christ our Lord.”


“In a moment Jonathon and Virginia will light their wedding candle from the two already burning. Doing so symbolizes the merging of their lives into one,” the Bishop began and the organist began to play the same song from earlier. John led Sara over to the table before they lit the unity candle, then he stepped away from her momentarily to pick up a single stem red rose. Turning they made their way back to the aisle before walking over to Patricia. John helped his mother to her feet before kissing her cheek. Sara then reached forward to kiss Pat’s other cheek then handed her the rose with a smile, and a soft thank you for letting her have John. Patricia reached up to wipe a tear away before hugging first Sara then John.

John led Sara back to the altar before they followed Bishop O’Hara to where the register was for the signing, Jen and Michael following behind them. After the register was signed, and the five had returned to the altar, Bishop O’Hara smiled. “The Lord be with you.”

“And also with you.” everyone echoed once more.

Turning to John and Sara once more, Bishop O'Hara began, “May God, the almighty Father, grant you his joy: may he bless you in your children.”


“May almighty God bless you, the Father, and the Son, and the Holy Spirit.”


“Go in peace to love and serve the Lord.”

“Thanks be to God,” the church answered once more before Sara and John turned and made their way down the aisle, Jen and Michael following, before Zoey and Charlie followed them.

November 26th, 2004
Norfolk, Virginia
Marriott Waterside Hotel
Hampton Roads Ballroom
4:45 p.m.

The reception passed in a bit of a blur at first, at least for Sara, John, Michael and Jen. Food was served and they sat and talked and laughed and all in all had a fairly good time. By the time came for the first dance, Sara had just smiled when the band began to play the song they had danced to on New Years Eve.

Some time later, after the Mother-Son dance and a few other dances, Sara and John shared an evil smile before the lead singer stepped up the microphone.

“Alright ladies and gentlemen, we have a special request here. Where's the Best Man and Maid of Honor?” Jen had glanced over at her brother and Sara before following Michael as he led them towards the ballroom floor, neither quite understanding why they were being singled out. “There they are,” he smiled, “Now it's time for the Best Man and Maid of Honor to share a dance,” he continued before they band began to play.

From the moment I saw you
From the moment I looked into your eyes
There was something about you
I knew, I knew

That you were once in a lifetime
A treasure near impossible to find
And I know how lucky
I am to have you

“Don't know where you found this song, but I suspect my daughter and second son just found a new song,” Patricia mused stopping next to Sara and John.

“Wait until you hear the lyrics a bit later,” Sara chuckled before turning her attention back to the couple that was completely lost in each other on the floor.

Cause I’ve seen rainbows that could take your breath away
The beauty of the setting sun that ends a perfect day
And when it comes to shooting stars
I’ve seen a few

But I’ve never seen anything
As beautiful as you
Holding you in my arms
No one else has fit so perfectly

I could dance forever with you
With you

“What am I missing?” Patricia asked seeing the looks John and Sara were exchanging.

“It's coming right up,” John chuckled.

And at the stroke of midnight
Please forgive me if I can’t let go
Cause I never dreamed I’d find a Cinderella of my own
I’ve seen rainbows that could take your breath away

The beauty of the setting sun that ends a perfect day
And when it comes to shooting stars
I’ve seen a few
But I’ve never seen anything
As beautiful as you

“I don't know how you found it, but Gina dear, you just gave my baby girl the song of her dreams,” Patricia laughed before heading off to find her husband.

“She's right you know, and you know I'm going to tell Mike that you are the one responsible for this when he comes after me for getting this song stuck in her head, her going out intent on finding every possible medium she can to find it. Possibly finding the sheet music to make me play it...”

“Ehh, I'll give you a break and play it for her on guitar,” Sara shrugged.

“Evil woman,” John growled.

I’ve seen rainbows that could take your breath away
The beauty of the setting sun that ends a perfect day
And when it comes to shooting stars
I’ve seen a few
But I’ve never seen anything

Oh no I’ve never seen anything
As beautiful as you
From the moment I saw you
From the moment I looked into your eyes

“Where in the world did you find that song?” asked Jen as she walked over and hugged Sara.

“I have my ways,” Sara shrugged. “Your welcome.”

“It’s time for the garter!” Michael announced with a bit of an evil smile. “Revenge,” he added.

“Why am I suddenly afraid?” Sara whispered to Jen as a chair was produced.

“Because you should be,” Jen smirked before Sara was led over to the chair. Once John was kneeling in front of her, they both nearly fell over when they heard the song that had begun to play.

“Is this some sort of sign?” John asked shaking his head. “Mission Impossible?”

“I would guess so,” Sara teased as she crossed her left leg over her right knee. Waving her left foot slightly she smirked. “Good luck double O seven.”

“Bond, James Bond…and he could beat the crap out of Ethan Hunt any day,” John gave her a wicked smile before disappearing under her skirt.

“Ah!” Sara shrieked before laughing when he tickled her leg.

“Is he using his hands?” Zoey teased.

“Or his teeth!” Alicia countered.

“Or something else entirely?” Tony DiNozzo asked before he was smacked by Gibbs, Abby and Kate.

“Anyway, I don’t want to know!” Jen cried as she covered her ears.

“Don’t worry, I have no intention of answering,” Sara giggled before John finally emerged from under her skirt, small blue garter in hand.

“Mission completed, do I get to sail off into the sunset with the girl and disappear from the boss’ reach?” John asked before Sara tapped him over the head.

“Just toss the thing Mr. Bond.”

“Certainly,” John smirked before glancing over his shoulder to see all the eligible men waiting, looking back at her he smiled before stretching the garter between his two thumbs then letting it fly over his shoulder. “So, who’s the new agent?”

“Someone that has Jed and Abbey sharing looks,” Sara giggled and he looked over his shoulder to find that Charlie was holding the garter and glancing towards the ex-President and his wife a bit warily.

“Your turn!” Alicia announced before John helped Sara to her feet, and Jen appeared with her first bouquet.

“Should I be afraid considering you gave him the Mission Impossible theme?” Sara asked as she glanced at the two women. “Then again, what can you possible come up with…oh my God…is that the Miss America theme music?” she asked looking towards the band before looking back at the two.

“Now turn around and don’t double over laughing,” Jen encouraged as she turned Sara around and the lead singer began to sing.

There she is, Miss Virginia Lynn
There she is, your ideal.
The dream of a million girls,
Who are more than pretty,
Can come true in Washington D.C.
For she may turn out to be…
The Queen of femininity!

“Oh my God…” Sara shook her head as she laughed. “I do not want to know who thought this up.”

There she is, Miss Virginia Lynn.
There she is, your ideal.
With so many beauties
She took the town by storm,
With her all-American face and form.

Taking a deep breath Sara tossed the bouquet over her shoulder before starting to laugh once more.

And there she is!
Walking on air, she is!
Fairest of the fair, she is!
Miss Zoey Bartlet!!

“Is that fate or what?” Jen smiled as she and Sara leaned on one another.

“Or what,” Sara grinned. “Come on, I want another chance to sit down. Remind me to never wear a dress with a cathedral train again, especially one that doesn’t detach. This thing is heavy as hell on your arm after a while.”

“You’re telling me,” agreed Jen.

“You didn't have a cathedral length train...” Sara began glancing over at Jen. “Did you?”

“Thankfully no,” smiled Jen. “The joys of a nice small wedding but I did have to help you into yours remember?”

“True,” Sara smirked. “You know, I think that covers all the required stuff, except for the cake cutting, what do you say we just sit back and watch everyone else do the dancing and such?”

“Works for me. My feet are killing me,” sighed Jen.

The next hour the two stayed at the table relaxing, soon to be joined by Zoey and Alicia whenever they weren't being pulled to the dance floor by their own dates, or in Zoey's case her father. Kate and Abby Sciuto joined them every now and again as well…before they had to go rescue some poor woman from Tony. Then John found her for the cake cutting.

“Any idea on just where we’re suppose to cut this thing?” John whispered as he and Sara walked towards the cake display. The cake was in one of the corners of the room on a round table with rose petals covering the table. Behind the table was a candelabrum of fifteen candles, looking sort of like a staircase rising towards the ceiling. There were also streamers from a tall flower display connecting to the candelabra giving the whole look an extra effect.

The cake itself was spectacular, four base cakes made up of three tiered cakes, one laid right on top of the other without any separators. From there, there were five tiers, with clear crystal columns, gradually decreasing until there was a small cake at the top with the figurine Sara and John had chosen, of the groom holding his bride in his arms, looking into each others eyes, made completely of white porcelain standing on a porcelain base with an intricate design that was also on the side of the cakes. The only other decorations were fresh flowers on each of the cakes, and on the two base cakes in front, were two porcelain couples, for each couple in the bridal party, one per cake.

“My theory, we attack the one on the right, bottom layer… let the caterer worry about the rest of it,” Sara smiled as they reached the table and he picked up the knife.

“If you say so,” John shrugged before moving the knife over to the side of the right cake, letting the photographer take the pictures; they both cut two small slices before John quickly moved the cake to the plates and Sara picked up hers.

“You know, I hear the guys in the SS have this bet going about how we’re going to smash cake in each other’s faces…” John mused.

“You wouldn’t…your sister and mother would kill you,” Sara shot back.

“True,” John shrugged before letting her take a bite. They both chuckled when they heard the grumbles as she helped him take a bite, neither having smashed it in the others’ faces. Only then did Sara swipe a finger through the frosting on her plate and promptly wipe it on his nose. Turning just as quickly, she fled the scene of the crime, John on her heels as the other guests laughed, and Jen walked over to get her reward from the ‘office’ pool.

After he had caught her and things settled down, Kate stole the chair by them as they shared another piece of cake. “This cake is to die for,” she grinned.

“I know,” Sara giggled, “why I picked it.”

“She wouldn’t let me get a Krispy Kreme Doughnuts cake,” John complained.

“Hey, you didn’t even need to worry about me killing you, your mother would have killed you for that,” Sara countered rolling her eyes. “And I want to keep my husband more than two hours after we’re legal.”

“Krispy Kreme’s?” Kate looked at him skeptically.

“I miss them when I’m on board ship,” he shrugged.

“In other words, he’s nuts.”

“But you love me,” he countered his wife with a smirk.

“My one downfall,” Sara chuckled.

Within an hour, Sara and John were saying their goodbyes, a room upstairs reserved for the night before they left for Paris early the next morning. When Sara reached Jen, she pulled her new, official, sister close. “Thank you,” she whispered in Jen’s ear.

“You’re welcome,” replied Jen.

“Have fun while we’re gone.”

“Have fun with Mickey,” Jen countered as she handed Sara an envelope. Frowning Sara took it and peeked inside before glancing up at her, one eyebrow quirked. “Hey, those guys were stupid enough to bet on your wedding, when you were marrying my brother on top of it, figured the best use for their money was your honeymoon.”

“Genius, Girl, genius,” Sara grinned before pulling Jen in for another hug. “Love you, see you in seven days.”

“Love you too, Sis,” Jen smiled before stepping back and smiling when Michael wrapped his arms around her. “Always knew they'd be good for each other,” she chuckled while they watched the newlyweds leave.

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