Tangled Up In You - Epilogue

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A/N: Well, here it is. Originally a one shot turned into a two shot. No song to this one, just wanted to add a little extra to the first part. Hope you enjoy.

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"Can I be Chris's best man? Please?" Shawn begged, his eyes big as he stared at Rey. His hands were clasped in front of him as he pleaded with Rey.

"No, Shawn." Rey shook his head. "Chris asked me. You can be Mark's."

"I can't be Mark's" Shawn pouted.

"And why not?" Rey asked, not sure if he really wanted to know the answer.

"Because Glen's already his best man." Shawn replied, looking disappointed.

Rey laughed. "And how do you know that?"

Shawn looked up at Rey, trying to keep the pout on his face and failing wonderfully. "I asked him."

"You asked Mark already?" Rey asked, not quite believing that Shawn would have asked Undertaker first.

"Yes." Shawn smiled, giving up on the pout. "I was hoping I wouldn't have to beg you for your spot in the wedding."

Rey shook his head. "Oh, Shawn. You're so silly."

"No, I'm not." Shawn whined, returning to his pout.

"Why do you want to be best man so much?"

"Cause I'm the best. I'm the showstopper." Shawn explained.

Rey burst into laughter. "That's . . . that's not what it means to be the best man." He shook his head.

"Then what does it mean?" Shawn asked innocently, tilting his head slightly in confusion.

"It means we're the best at kicking your ass."

Rey and Shawn turned to Kane walking into the room, fidgeting with his suit, a scowl on his face.

"Is that true?" Shawn asked, turning to face Rey, worry in his eyes.

"No, Shawn. It isn't." Rey replied. "What's up with you, Glen?" He asked, looking up at the Big Red Machine.

"Nothing." Kane answered, still fidgeting with his suit. "Ah, to hell with it."

"You having issues with your tie?" Rey asked, an eyebrow raised.

Kane looked over at Rey. "No."

Rey watched Kane as he tried not to fidget anymore. "Then what's up?"

"It's just that . . ." Kane paused, looking over his shoulder quickly. "I honestly never thought we'd get to this point."

Shawn looked at Kane, confused. "What do you mean we'd never get here?"

"Well, not so much us as . . . them." Kane clarified.

"Why not?" Rey asked.

Kane shrugged. "I just never thought Mark would go down the aisle again." He answered. "Let alone do it the traditional way."

Rey laughed. "Chris can change people."

"You're telling me." Kane chuckled, pulling at the collar of his tux. "Do you see Mark picking these himself?"

Rey nodded in agreement. Shawn looked between the two men, trying to follow the discussion. Finally, he piped up. "What does this have to do with what the best man is?"

"Absolutely nothing." Kane smiled, sending shivers down the smaller mans back.

"Oh." Shawn paused, thinking. He then looked up at Kane abruptly. "Can I be Mark's best man?"

"Hell no. I need that spot."

"Why?" Shawn asked in a slightly whinny tone.

"Somebody's gotta bug him up there." Kane replied. "And, no offense Shawn, but I think I can stand up to my brother better than you."

Shawn nodded. "Can't argue with you there." He smiled, turning to Rey. "So, can I please be Chris's best man?"

"No." Rey said, shaking his head. "I've got to protect Chris from Glen's attack on Mark."

"That's no fair." Shawn pouted, crossing his arms over his chest as he sat down in a huff. "I want to be in the wedding party."

"How about you be the flower girl?"

"That's a great idea." Rey smiled, turning to look at Chris as he entered the room, his eyes bright.

Chris shrugged. "I wouldn't say it is a great idea."

Shawn bounced up from his spot and ran to hug Chris. "Does this mean I get to wear flowers in my hair?!"

Chris looked down at Shawn in surprise. "If . . . if you want."

"Yay!" Shawn clapped excitedly before bouncing off to grab Rey's arm. "You got to help me get ready."

"What have you unleashed?" Kane whispered to Chris as he looked at Shawn in fascination.

"I have no idea." Chris smiled before turning to look up at Kane. "Aren't you supposed to be with Mark?"

"Oh, right." Kane said, blushing slightly.

"What's the matter?" Chris asked, concern in his eyes.

"I'm just . . ." Kane paused, looking at Chris, slightly annoyed with himself. "I'm just a little scared to see Mark right now."

"Why?" Chris looked at Kane, confusion on his face.

"I'm used to seeing Mark in a . . . certain way." Kane confessed. "I'm not sure what to expect from him at the moment."

"You don't have to worry about that." Chris laughed. "Mark's fine. You just have to make sure he doesn't get cold feet."

"Mark? Cold feet? Never." Kane chuckled. "From the sounds of things, he's been waiting to long to get cold feet."

"Even so, you should go check up on him." Chris smiled. "You are his best man."

"You're right." Kane sighed. "Maybe I can convince him to let me wear something other than this tux."

"I don't think so." Chris chuckled.

"Why not?"

Chris looked up at Kane, batting his eyes flirtatiously. "Cause I doubt you'd like the opposite."

Kane stared at Chris, fear in his eyes. "And . . . what would that be?"

Chris smiled mischievously at Kane. "You could always be the maid of honour." He laughed. "Dress and all."

"Uh, no." Kane replied quickly, shaking his head. "I'll stay with the tux." He said quickly leaving the room.

"Can I wear the dress, Chris? Can I, please?"

"Shawn, no." Rey answered, sighing. "You can't wear a dress."

"Why not?" Shawn pouted.

"Yeah, Rey. Why not?"

Rey blushed, surprised that Chris was taking Shawn's side. "Well, I, uh . . ." He stammered.

Chris laughed at Rey's discomfort. "Don't worry, Rey." He turned to Shawn. "I'm sorry Shawn, I think we'll leave things as is. We don't want to scare everyone."

"You think I'd scare people?" Shawn asked, eyes down cast.

"No, Shawn." Chris smiled, putting an arm around Shawn's shoulders. "I think people would just be scared because you'd look better then me."

"Oh." Shawn nodded in understanding. "Can I still wear flowers in my hair?"

"Of course. You're the flower girl."

"Yay." Shawn giggled.

Rey shook his head, looking up at Chris. "You shouldn't encourage him like that."

Chris shrugged. "If it will make him happy without using sugar, I'll let him wear flowers in his hair."

"Good point." Rey agreed. "So, when does this show get on the road?"

"I guess once everyone is seated." Chris shrugged.

It was then that there was a knock on the door. Rey opened the door to reveal Vince standing in the hallway. Beaming, Vince walked into the room, embracing Chris. "Well, my boy, time for you to get married."

"It's time?" Shawn asked in horror.

Vince nodded. "Yep." He smiled.

"All right, let's get going." Rey said, clapping his hands together. "Ooh, I'm so excited."

"But what about my flowers?" Shawn asked.

"Flowers?" Vince asked, looking between Rey and Chris.

"Never mind." Rey said, shaking his head. "You and Chris go ahead. Shawn and I will catch up with you."

"Good luck." Chris smiled, taking Vince's arm and escorted him out of the room.

"What was that all about?"

"Long story short, Shawn's the flower girl."

"Oh." Vince replied, shaking his head. "That guy is definitely a weird man."

"Tell me about it. But, he keeps Rey happy."

"Yeah." Vince agreed. "So, whose the bride?"

Chris chuckled. "Who do you think?"

"I don't know." Vince shrugged, a small smile playing on his lips.

Chris stopped, pulling Vince to a stop beside him. "Do you honestly think I'd be able to convince Mark to be the bride? On top of having a traditional ceremony?"

"You're right." Vince laughed. "That would have been a bit too much."

"You're telling me." Chris laughed. "Which, brings me to something I've been meaning to ask you."

"What's that, Chris?" Vince asked, continuing to make his way toward the front of the church.

"Well, um, I was wondering if you would, um, give me away?"

"What?"

"If you don't want to, I completely understand." Chris said quickly. "It's just that, you're the closet thing I have to a dad here."

Vince smiled. "Don't worry, Chris. I'd be honoured to."

"Thanks, Vince."

"No problem." Vince replied as they finally made it to the front of the church. "I believe these are yours." He said as he handed Chris a bouquet of lilies and roses.

"Thanks." Chris blushed, taking the flowers from Vince.

"Hey, don't start without us!"

Both Chris and Vince turned to see Rey and Shawn running down the hallway. Chris had to suppress a giggle as he watched the petals fall out of Shawn's hair as he ran. "Wow, Shawn. You look . . . colourful."

"Thanks." Shawn beamed, patting down the rose and lily flowers that decorated his hair. "Do I get a basket of petals?"

Vince chuckled as he pointed to a basket that sat on a table. "Where's the ring bearer?"

"Here he is." Kane groaned as he walked toward the waiting group, carrying yet another basket.

"Where?"

"Here." Kane said, holding the basket up to Vince who burst into laughter.

"I couldn't get Shawn to change his mind." Chris whispered to Vince. "So, here he is."

"But . . . Fred?"

Chris shrugged, unable to answer since the music was starting. Kane looked over his shoulder pleading one last time to be spared the humiliation, before carrying the basket that held the rings and Fred the rubber chicken down the aisle. Shawn followed shortly after, throwing the petals as he walked. Though everyone could see that he desperately wanted to skip down the aisle. Rey quickly followed Shawn, keeping an eye on the Heartbreak Kid, while trying to keep the normal pace of things.

"I can't do this." Chris whispered hoarsely.

"Why not?" Vince asked, turning to look at the man next to him.

Chris shook his head. "I'm scared."

"What do you have to be scared of?" Vince replied soothingly.

"Are you kidding me?! Look at the people out there!"

"Oh, Chris." Vince shook his head. "You should only be worrying about one person out there."

"Who?"

Vince took hold of Chris's arm lightly, patting the younger man's hand. He slowly led him to the opening of the hall and began the steady walk down the aisle. "You should only be looking at and worrying about the one important person here today."

"Who?" Chris whispered again, his fear slowly building as he glanced at all the WWE superstars in attendance.

"Mark." Vince answered simply, patting Chris's hand. "The one you've made wait long enough."

Chris looked straight ahead and his eyes fell upon the man waiting for him at the end of the aisle and all fear left him. A smile crept across his lips as tears misted his eyes. He swallowed past the lump that had formed in his throat.

"That a boy." Vince whispered to Chris as he handed the man over to Taker, who was equally smiling to see the man he loved. "You take good care of him, Mark." Vince said, meeting the Deadman's gaze. "You know I'll hear if you mistreat him in anyway."

Taker merely nodded as Chris took his arm and the both turned in unison to walk the final steps to the man who would marry them. Undertaker had to suppress a chuckle when he saw the obvious fear in the priest's eyes. The guy probably didn't know what to make of the scene before him. All these WWE Superstars and Divas in one place to witness the union of two of their male's co-workers. Undertaker let out a low chuckle, loud enough for only Chris to hear. Chris shot Taker a curious glance. Taker only shook his head slightly, mouthing the word 'later'.

Once the ceremony was complete, the entire group headed to a bigger hall for the reception. Kane quickly dropped Fred off in Shawn's hands before disappearing in the crowd. Rey stood beside him, shaking his head as Shawn bounced off to the dance floor just as the chicken dance started.

Why me? Rey shook his head. But when he turned and watched Shawn dancing, he knew why. "Damn, he's hot." Rey muttered.

"Then why don't you marry him?"

Rey jumped, turning on his heel, coming face to face with a smiling Chris and a laughing Taker. "What?"

"Why don't you marry the guy already? You've been together for years." Undertaker said, shaking his head.

"You two have been together for a long time too." Rey replied in his defense.

"Um, Rey . . ." Chris paused, his brow raised at the smaller man and lifted his left hand to show off the sparkling gold band on his finger. "Mark and I are married now. And you've been with Shawn a lot longer then I've been with Mark."

Rey blushed horribly before turning around and stalking over to where Shawn danced. Taker and Chris watched as Rey whispered something in Shawn's ear. Both men cringed as Shawn let out an ear piercing scream before jumping into Rey's arms. As Rey twirled Shawn around, he sent a smug look to Chris and Undertaker.

"I guess we've got another wedding to look forward to in the future." Chris said, looking up at Taker.

"I guess so." Undertaker smiled, wrapping his arms around Chris's waist. "Hopefully we'll be back for it."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Chris asked, shifting slightly to look up at Taker.

"Depends on how long we take on our honeymoon."

"You planning on a long one?" Chris asked, leaning against Taker's chest.

"Why not?" Undertaker said, kissing the top of Chris's head as he started moving slowly with the beat of music.

Chris smiled, shrugging. "Didn't think you'd be up for that?"

Undertaker smirked, pressing lightly against Chris's back. "How about we ditch these guys and I'll show you how up for it I am?"

Chris moved away from Taker, smacking him lightly on the arm. "Clean out that mind of yours, Mark."

Taker smiled playfully, reaching out for Chris again. "Fine, we'll stay for a dance or two, then we'll go."

"Sounds good to me." Chris winked, taking hold of Taker's hand as he steered Undertaker onto the dance floor. As their song came on, Chris slid his arms around Taker's waist and leaned his head against Mark's chest. "So, what were you laughing at earlier?"

"Hmm?"

"During the ceremony. You were laughing at something. What was it?"

"Oh, that." Taker smiled, chuckling softly again. "I was just laughing at the minister."

"Why?"

Taker shook his head. "You didn't see the fear in the guy's eyes?"

"Fear?"

"Wouldn't you be scared if you were asked to marry the Canadian Crippler and The Undertaker in front of an audience of WWE superstars and Diva's?"

Chris nodded. "That is funny." He paused. "How about after this dance, we sneak out?"

"You want to leave."

Chris smiled mischievously at Taker. "I was just thinking about that dirty mind of yours."

Undertaker growled softly, capturing Chris's lips with his own. Chris moaned softly before breaking away and quickly looking around him. At this point, more people had joined them on the floor. "Let's leave. Now."

Taker nodded, taking Chris's hand and lead him away from the dance floor and toward the door. Before they could leave, Undertaker felt Chris tug on his hand. Turning back, Taker raised a brow at Chris. "Something wrong?"

"Just one thing . . ." Chris let go of Taker's hand, quickly grabbing the bouquet that lay on the table. He flung it over his head and turned just in time to see it land in the arms of Shawn and Rey as they danced. "Guess they definitely are getting married next." Chris laughed, before taking Taker's hand again and pulled him outside, where they quickly disappeared into the night.

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A/N: So, there we go. Mark and Chris are married and Shawn and Rey will be married soon. Wonder what they're wedding is like . . . lol.