hahahahahahha..again, thanks JJ for the idea and JJ & Ametxoxo 4 the support! DraNYC, when the HELL r u gunna loggin again? well..next chapter, they might have Number two as well..haven't decided yet. Any suggestions???

I need you to suggest..

...If there should be only 1 or actually 2

...Theyre names and sexes

That's it!

"DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAD!!!!" I screeched when his face appeared on the TV screen again.

This time, Johnny couldn't hold himself off. "Captain STRONGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!PLEEASE!!!GET US OUT FOR HERE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Dad grinned. "As you wish." And then he disappeared.

***

The next thing I knew, Maggie was standing in front of me in a floor-length gown. White. Apparently time travel could be quite rapid. And her body had c hanged. We'd gone back in time. She wasn't five months pregnant.

The crowd in the pews looked impatiently, expectantly at me. The guy in front with a book in his hands peered over his glasses as me.

Amy, who was standing quite near, leaned forward and hissed, "Johnny! Say 'I do'!"

"Uhmm…I said, nervous, "Just savouring the moment." Then I took a deep breath and said it. "I do."

***

We were walking on the grounds, arm in arm, later. When we finally reached the darkest corner of the castle yard (We were having our wedding reception in Ireland, I found out), I stopped and stood to face her.

"I can't handle this," I said slowly.

She put a hand on my shoulder.

"Maybe so," she said, her eyes staring up at me through long, fluttering eyelashes, "and I feel the same way – but aren't you glad?" she flushed red. "Am I glad what?" I asked.

"About us," She mumbled, staring at her feet.

There was a very awkward silence.

I kissed her.

Just a kiss. We didn't move. It was a long kiss. Nothing French. Nothing expert. Just a kiss. A kiss that said it all.

When we separated, she looked at me with this expression her eyes.

"We're married now."

"I know."

We kissed again.

"D'you get the feeling this is cheesy?" she asked. "Like those sappy cowboy movies where they're kissing while someone's being murdered?"

"No one's being murdered."

We kissed again.

"I still can't believe we're married."

"Me neither."

We looked at each other. The castle grounds were darkening and lanterns were on.

"Hey – " there was a silence.

I told her I loved her.

She didn't reply.

Finally, she looked up, and wrinkled he nose, and said, "I'm sorry, but I think I have you beat in that department."

I laughed, picked her up, and with her laughing and knuckling my back (She was over my shoulder like a sack), we went to join the guests to eat cake.

***

I dumped her on the bed. "That was completely unceremonious."

"Who cares?"

"I do!"

I picked her up and put her down gently.

"Get me out of this long white thing."

I did.

***

"I'm getting used to time travel," I said as his hands trailed slowly to the small of my back.

"As I am."

"Yeah."

He pulled down the zipper.

"Johnny?"

"Yeah?"

"Can you believe less than four weeks ago we were 16, not together, and completely ignorant?"

"Completely ignorant?" He slid me out of the gown.

"Not completely, but still ignorant."

"No, I can't really believe it, either." He took off his suit jacket and shoes and lay down next to me.

It was quiet.

I broke the comfortable silence.

"Johnny?"

"I'm in love with this guy."

"Who's he?" he asked blankly.

"You."

"Oh."

"Yeah."

"Uh huh."

"Johnny?"

"Mmm?"

"When do you think we'll wake up tomorrow?"

"Wherever suits your crazy dad."

"He's you father-in-law."

"I know."

"Johnny?"

"Mmm?

"Don't be offended or anything…"

"Out with it."

"Do you really think we're gonna have ten head of children? Like Zak thinks?"

"No. Probably just three."

"Killjoy." I threw a pillow at him. "Haven't you had experience changing diapers or anything?"

"I mucked refuse. Animal refuse. Not human."

"And you think people throw worst stinkballs?"

"No. But animal refuse is most probably mixed with mud. Baby crap, however…" he wrinkled his nose.

"I never thought I'd be having this conversation with you three weeks ago."

"Never occurred to me, too."

"Johnny?"

"Yeah?"

"I can see now why you only want three."

"Uh huh."

"Johnny?"

"Mm?"

"Wanna get started on Number one?"