Allllllll-righty then. I just realized that I haven't updated this fic since January. Daaaaaaaaaaaaaaamn. Bad Drea. LOL! This chapter has been sitting on my computer for months. I just haven't had time to proof and post it. And now I have a brief reprieve, so I think it's time. It's kind of fitting actually, I started this fic on the last day of my second year and I'm finishing it on the last day of my third. So, in case you didn't catch that, this is the last chapter. I've known how this would end since I started; it began with a TV show, so it had to end with one. Coincidentally enough I just saw the episode that inspired me. Well, without any further ado I give you the final chapter of The Wedding. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: Per usual I own NOTHING. Unfortunately the characters do not belong to me. Except for Jake and Gwen; they are mine.

"Addison!! Addison, wait!"

Addison turned and saw Derek running toward her. She looked back at her father, "Would you give us a minute, please?"

"Of course," Thomas kissed her forehead and walked down the hall.

Addison turned back around as Derek skidded to a stop before her, taking in great gulps of air. "You…y-you can't…"

"I can't what?"

"You can't marry him."

"Excuse me?" Addison's eyes flared. "Excuse me?! You show up on my wedding day, while I'm in the freaking dress, when I'm ten seconds from walking down the frickin' aisle to tell me that I can't marry my fiancé? Seriously?!"

Having finally caught his breath, he straightens up and looks her in the eye, "Uh, yeah, that was, umm, pretty much the idea."

"I see and did you have a reason or did you just wake up this morning and say 'Hey, what can I do to give Addison that final push over the edge?'"

"I told you, Addie, I love you. I'm in love with you. I need you. And I know you are in love with me too, which is why you can't marry Jake."

She sank down onto the couch. "Derek, don't do this to me."

"I'm sensing some doubts."

"Of course I have doubts! This marriage thing hasn't exactly worked well for me in the past."

"Okay, yes, we had our share of ups and downs, granted more downs than ups in the last few years, but when we're good…" He knelt down in front of her and brushed a stray stand of hair from her face before continuing. "Addie, when we're good there's nothing better. What you have with Jake is nothing compared to what we have."

She placed her head in her hands. "I have two hundred of my closest friends, family, and colleagues out there waiting for me." She looked up at him through her fingers. "What am I supposed to do?"

"Well, my car is out front gassed up and ready to go." He grinned at her. "I told the valet to keep it available since I'd probably be making a quick get-a-away." Addison laughed. "So what do you say Addison?" He extended his hand. "Are you willing to take another chance?"

She grabbed his hand and pulled him towards her for a scorching kiss. As she pulled away she smiled wickedly at him, "I hope you left the engine running, Shepherd."

The warm sunlight on her face is what awoke her that morning. She opened her eyes and squinted in the bright light, blinking away the last remnants of the dream. As she shifted slightly she instantly became aware of four things. The first thing was the pounding of her skull. Second was a slightly nauseous feeling. The third was the well-used but sated feeling that rippled out from between her thighs, and fourth was the muscular arm that lay draped across her waist. She gingerly rolled over so that she was facing her bedmate. She could count on her fingers the number of times in their near two decades of sleeping together she had woken up before he did. He was such a light sleeper that his eyes would pop open at the slightest tremor. As she watched him sleep her eyes drifted over his features taking in his dark curls falling over his forehead, his slightly parted lips, and his ski jump nose. She smirked as she reached out a finger and traced its length, grinning when he batted her hand away. Her gaze fell to his lips as she traced them, gasping when he suddenly sucked her finger into his mouth and lightly bit the pad. She looked up and smiled softly as they locked eyes. "Morning."

"Mm, good morning," he replied, tracing her cheek. "How did you sleep?"

"Well, the small amount I got," and here he chuckled, "was very refreshing," she smirked. "You?"

"Best sleep I've had in years," he said shifting closer. He allowed his hand to trail down her side to her bare hip, gently stroking her soft skin. "Addie," he paused waiting until she looked up at him. "What does this mean?"

She searched his eyes before opening her mouth to speak. But before any sound could emerge, there was a loud bang at the hotel room door, followed by a lot of yelling. "ADDISON!!"

Addison shot up in bed, cursing all alcohol as she cradled her throbbing head. She slowly turned to see the clock on the bedside table. "Shit!" she yelled tumbling out of bed and grabbing her robe. She raced around the room gathering his scattered clothing and throwing it at him. "You gotta go."

"Where am I going Addison?" he asked, standing to pull on his boxer briefs.

"I don't know. You just have to get out of here," she said frantically running her hands through her mane to tame her sex hair, while simultaneously trying to keep the bile down her throat. There came another bout of pounding at the door. "Hurry up!" she hissed as he pulled on his shirt.

"ADDISON!! What's taking so long?!"

"Okay, now what?" Derek asked, now fully dressed.

"Um…get in the bathroom," she demanded, pushing him that way. "Just get out at the first opportunity, alright."

"Addie, we need to talk."

"Yea, later, just get in the bathroom." As she shut the bathroom door, Addison pulled her robe tighter and let the ladies into the room.

"Jeez, what took you so long?" Nancy demanded as she barged in past Addison.

"Sorry, I had to wait for the room to stop spinning."

"Oh, sweetie did you not sleep well last night." Savvy asked from behind her.

"No, I slept fine. Why do you ask?"

"Because your hair is a mess and the bed sheets are all twisted like it was tossed and turned in all night."

Addison willed her face to stay cool as she turned toward the balcony. "Um, no I slept great. Hey, why don't we eat breakfast on the balcony." she said as she ushered the ladies that way, ignoring the questioning looks from Robin and Nancy.

"Uh, yeah, that would be great, but do you think we can wait for the food to arrive first?" Kathleen asked cheekily.

"Oh…right." Addison mumbled.

"Oooh, someone's got a case of wedding day jitters," Julie teased.

"Don't know why. It's not like it's her first time at the rodeo." Nancy said, walking over to the bar.

"Okay, well, we all know how well that turned out."

"Hello! I'm sitting right here," she said with a huff.

"Ya, we know," Nancy replied, making her way toward the bathroom.

"Where are you going?" Addison asked nervously.

"To the bathroom," Nancy said with a quizzical look.

"For what?"

"What, do you want like a number?"

Addison closed her eyes, "No, it's just that I have all my stuff scattered in there and…"

"Relax, Addie. Your wedding isn't until sunset; I'm not going to take that long." She disappeared into the bathroom.

Callie nodded. "Yea, Addison you have got to calm dow-"

"AHHHHHHHHH!!"

Addison closed her eyes as the other women rushed to the bathroom door. "Nancy? Nancy, what's wrong?" Kathleen demanded.

"Um, n-nothing. It's…it's just you should see the size of this tub. You could fit six people in here."

The ladies rolled their eyes and returned to their respective seats. "Jeez, Nance, give us a heart attack, why don't ya." Sam breathed out.

Nancy emerged from the bathroom just as there was a knock on the door announcing the arrival of breakfast. "Great, I'm starved."

Julie got up, "Let's see what's so amazing about this bathroom. Nancy laid her hand on the handle, "You might want to wait a few minutes."

"Oh, eww, Nance. Gross." Julie turned away in disgust.

Addison looked up to see Nancy staring at her. "I know you said your "stuff" was in there but that wasn't exactly what I was expecting," she whispered. "You owe me." Addison nodded mutely. Nancy threw her arm around the red-head's shoulders, "Come on, let's join the ladies out on the balcony and give your "stuff" a chance to escape."

"Addison, stop frowning, you're going to get wrinkles. What is your problem?" Madeline demanded.

"Nothing, Mother." Addison shook herself out of her reverie and smiled slightly, before returning her attention to the manicurist.

"She's probably thinking about tonight," Callie said with a wink.

"If she was I would hope that she wouldn't be frowning," Kathleen quipped.

Addison looked around at her extended family, each in various stages of preparation. Callie, Robin, and Miranda were having the finishing touches put on their hair; Nancy, Kathleen, and Julie were getting pedicures; Savvy was getting a manicure; and Gwen, Madeline, and Samantha were having their makeup done.

"Having met Jake, I'm sure they have no problem in that area," Julie remarked. Addison begged to differ, but she kept that information to herself. Jake was good in bed, but comparatively…

"Regardless, she should be focusing on getting ready for the children." Madeline intoned. The room went so quiet that you could have heard a pin drop.

"Children?" Sam asked.

"Girl, are you knocked up?!" Robin shrieked.

"NO! No, no, no I am not pregnant." Addison insisted.

"Not yet, anyway." Madeline added.

"Mother!"

"What? You are obviously not getting any younger and neither am I for that matter. So I'm glad to see that you have finally settled in a nice stable relationship with a man you care for." Addison bristled at the term "settled." Addison Forbes Montgomery doesn't settle for anything…right?

"You have finally found your proper mate, a man that matches you in both class and sophistication, one who will raise my grandchildren properly." She took a sip of her martini and glanced over at Gwen. "Oh, no offense intended of course."

"Of course not." Gwen graciously replied, through clenched teeth.

Addison stood as the manicurist finished with her nails. "I think I'm going to go for a walk along the beach," she announced to the room.

"Do you want me to come with you?" Savvy asked.

"No, I'll be fine. I just need a few minutes."

"Just don't ruin your nails," Madeline called after her.

Addison stood on the beach and watched the waves crash upon the shore. The wind tossed her hair and caused her sundress to billow out behind her. She thought over the ramblings of her mother, particularly the bit about her settling. That point really seemed to strike a chord with her. Am I settling?

"I figured I'd find you here."

She didn't turn at the voice. There was no need; she knew it as well as her own. Plus she had been having that oh-so-familiar tingle down her spine for the last five minutes. "Congratulations."

He stepped up beside her. "It's really beautiful out here."

"I know. That's why I picked it."

"You always had excellent taste." He looked at her out of the corner of his eye. "That's why I always wondered why you picked me."

"You were hot, smart, and made me laugh. Plus I was in love with you."

He turned to face her. "And now?"

She kept her eyes front but bit her lip, her one sure tell. "I don't know."

He stepped closer. "I think you do. You did last night."

"I was drunk last night."

He paused. "Are you saying it was a mistake? Do you regret being with me?"

She could hear the uncertainty in his voice and for the first time turned to face him. "No, Derek, I don't regret making love to you. I just," she turned her gaze back to the water and so missed the smirk that spread across his face. "I don't know what I'm doing here Derek. I don't…I don't want to hurt Jake, but I don't want to hurt you either. I just want to be happy, but I don't want to settle. I love Jake; he's kind, successful, great with kids, and absolutely adores me. I'm comfortable with him and he's incredibly sweet…He's actually the perfect guy."

"I'm hoping that there is a "but" in here somewhere."

"But it's not enough. It lacks the passion that I'm used to, that I need for a successful relationship." She hesitated. What have I got to lose? She turned to look him in the eye. "I miss you. I miss talking to you, fighting with you, making love to you. I miss—What? What is with the smirk?"

He grinned. "That's the second time in less than five minutes that you've said 'making love.'"

Addison rolled her eyes. "Okay, can we focus please?" He nodded. "So, the bottom line is: Yes, I am in love with you."

He smiled and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her against him. "Addie, I love you so much." He leaned in and captured her lips in a sweet kiss. As he pulled away he rested his forehead against hers. "I promise to do everything in my power make you happy--"

"Derek-"

"And I'll move to LA since there's nothing left for me in Seattle--"

"Derek!"

"You don't want to stay in LA? I just assumed, but we can go wherever you want--"

"DEREK!!" He finally stopped and focused back on her. "The fact that we love each other doesn't necessarily mean that we can sustain a relationship. I mean, we loved each other before and look where that got us. We destroyed each other. We both committed unforgivable acts. I trusted you with my heart and you broke it into a million pieces. No one can hurt me like you can. I can't go through that again."

"Addison, just give me a chance. I know that we both made terrible mistakes, but we've learned from them; we're not going to repeat the past. I'll never hurt you like that again and I know that you can say the same. We are meant to be together Addie. You can't just walk away from this."

She backed away from him. "I can't deal with this."

Derek reached for her, "Addison-"

"No, I can't. I'm sorry, I just…I can't."

Addison returned to the bridal suite and the next thing she knew, she was standing before the full length mirror in her cream colored gown, her hair in curls atop her head as Gwen arranged her veil. "You look absolutely gorgeous, Addie."

Addison blushed as red as her hair, "Thank you."

"It's really not fair how beautiful she looks," Julie noted.

"I know. If we weren't friends, I'd hate her," Robin replied.

"Shut up!" Addison exclaimed. There was a soft knock at the door as it eased open.

"Might I have a brief moment alone with the bride?" a deep male voice softly inquired. The ladies looked up to lock eyes with the distinguished Thomas Montgomery. It was obvious this was not really a question.

"Of course. We'll just be in the other room, okay Addie?" Addison nodded and watched the door close behind her friends before turning her eyes to her father. They stood in silence for a few moments. Addison began to fidget under her father's intense green-eyed stare. "You…um…you wanted to talk to me?" she asked hesitantly.

The elder Montgomery nodded. "You look absolutely beautiful," he began softly. Addison blushed. "Just like your mother the day I married her." He sighed and walked toward her. "I think you're more like your mother than either of you realize." Addison looked at him questioningly as they settled on the overstuffed sofa. "What do you mean, Daddy?" Thomas turned his gaze to look out the picture window to the crystal blue ocean beyond. "I love your mother more than life itself, always have and always will. I fell in love with her the day we met. I know that she loves me as well, but…" He returned his gaze to his daughter. "She has never been in love with me."

"Daddy-"

"We were happy for a time, but I wasn't what she needed. What she wanted. I was what she settled for. I didn't realize it at the time, of course. I was so in love, I just knew I wanted that woman. And I got her. But I couldn't make her happy, really and truly happy. It took me years to figure that out. Your mother chose the safe route. She knew I was more invested in the relationship than she, so she had the upper hand. She knew that I could never hurt her, if I didn't completely have her in the first place. So, I did what I could. I became the best damn attorney in the city so she could brag to her society friends. I brought home a seven figure paycheck so she could buy the latest fashions from Milan. I turned a blind eye to her numerous liaisons, though I never had one of my own. This is the life that we chose for ourselves, but," he lifted her chin so they were eye to eye, "this is not the life I wanted for my princess."

Addison began shaking her head, despite the tears growing in her eyes, "Daddy, it's not the same thing. I-I love Jake."

Thomas nodded. "I know that you love him. But are you in love with him?" She broke eye contact. "You're still in love with Derek." Her eyes shot back up to his. "Addison everyone can see it. Even Jake would see it if he wasn't so busy looking through glasses so rose-colored I'm surprised he hasn't been pricked by the thorns." He sighed, "I'm not saying that I approve of the choice. I hate the son of a bitch for hurting you, and would like nothing more than to peel the flesh slowly from his bones, then rip him limb from limb, but," he paused to brush a tear from her face. "We can't help who we love."

"We had our chance before, two actually and we both screwed it up."

"Addison, real love isn't easy. It hurts and takes work and effort and at times makes you want to strangle your partner and pull your hair out by the roots, but in the end it's worth it."

"Some things aren't meant to be," she says wistfully, wiping away her tears.

"If it wasn't meant to be, you wouldn't be in so much pain."

"I don't want to get hurt again."

"Sweetheart, it'll hurt so much worse in the long run if you marry a man you don't love. And you'll not only hurt yourself, but you'll hurt him and any children you have as well." He stroked her hair sadly. "I may not have been the best father, but trust me on this, Princess. You don't want that life."

A light knock on the door interrupted them. "I'm sorry to intrude, but it's time." Gwen said with a smile, which dropped slightly when she noticed Addison's face. Thomas stood. "I'll see you out there. Remember what I said, Princess."

Gwen waited until Thomas was gone before she approached Addison and asked, "Is everything okay, honey?"

"I don't want to make a mistake. I don't want to hurt anyone."

"Addie, you have to do what's best for you. Just follow your heart and you won't go wrong. And remember no matter who you marry, I will always consider you to be one of my daughters."

Addison watched as her bridesmaids and groomsmen made their way down the aisle, followed by the ring bearer and flower girl. The sunset reflected on the water provided the perfect backdrop and she was glad she had opted for an outside ceremony. She heard the first few chords of the wedding march and felt her chest tighten.

"Princess?" She turned to look at her father. "Are you ready?" Addison forced a smile and nodded her assent. She kept her eyes straight-forward the entire way down the aisle, not daring to look into the congregation. Sooner than she anticipated, she was standing at the altar, her hand clasped in Jake's.

"Do you, Jake, take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife? To have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer for poorer, in sickness and in health, forsaking all others until death do you part?

Jake gazed lovingly into Addison's eyes. "I do," he said with a soft smile.

"And Addison, do you take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband? To have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer for poorer, in sickness and in health, forsaking all others until death do you part?

Silence. Addison held Jake's gaze and stared deep into his green orbs. Her chest was tight, her heart was racing, and her mind was going a mile a minute. Just say yes. All you have to say is I do. Just nod and say I do. Very simple phrase, people say it everyday.

"Addison?" The priest asked gently. She turned her wide-eyed gaze toward him, but still she couldn't get any words out.

"Addie?" Jake questioned softly, reaching out to stroke her cheek. She turned and once again met his eyes. Now in addition to love, she also saw fear and uncertainty in his depths. He smiled and nodded at her. "It's alright. Take your time."

"I-"

He's so handsome. So perfect. You could be happy with him. Just say yes. I do. Say it. Say IT. SAY IT!!

"Go on, Father. Continue with the ceremony," Madeline instructed from her seat.

"I can't until she answers," he replied.

"Well, she means yes," she snapped.

"Well, she's got to say yes," was the quick reply.

"Addison, speak up," Madeline hissed.

"I-"

Jake grinned at her and nodded eagerly for her to continue.

"I….I" Addison could hear her pulse pounding in her ears, her breath coming in short gasps. The congregation started to murmur amongst themselves. She glanced over to her mother who was mouthing "I do" over and over, her father sitting stoically by her side. Her eyes then caught Nancy's sympathetic gaze and Bailey's all-knowing one. Her eyes frantically searched until she found what she was looking for. As soon as their gaze locked she knew deep in her bones that she couldn't go through with it. She gave him a slight nod and then turned back to Jake and stroked his cheek while a smile teased her lips. Tears began to spill from her eyes as she finally spoke. "I'm so sorry Jake."

His eyes clouded over with confusion and pain, "Wha- What do you mean?"

"I'm sorry, I can't."

"What? But Addison," he cried, reaching for her.

She backed out of his grasp. "I'm sorry. I just…I can't. I can't do this."

"Addie, please," he pleaded, moisture gathering in his eyes as well.

She continued backing up, tears flowing faster now. "I am so sorry. I never meant for you to get hurt. But I…we…I can't.

"What about me?" cried a voice from behind her. Addison spun around and locked on his crystal blue eyes as he came up the aisle toward her. The congregation began to murmur loudly amongst themselves. "I love you, and I know you love me. I need you, Addie, like I need air to breathe. Yes, we can live without each other, but I think we'll both agree that that existence sucks. Your smirk makes my day and an arch of your eyebrow makes me weak. No other woman in the world makes me feel the way you do or drives me as crazy as you can. And yes we'll fight and yell and scream at each other, because that's just who we are, but I can't wait to make up with you. I love you, Adds. You are still the only woman for me. You're my first thought when I wake up, and my last thought before I sleep." He grinned. "I still want to be the one you're cursing as you give birth to our children." She laughed as she remembered his proposal from so many years before. So, Addison Forbes Montgomery do you take this idiot to be your lawfully wedded husband? To have and to hold from this day forward for better or for worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do us part?"

She gave him a watery smile. "I do," she stated clearly over the commotion.

"There!" Madeline exclaimed. "She said it. She said I do! You all heard it."

"Yes, but who was she talking to?" the priest inquired.

"Addison?" Jake asked hesitantly.

She turned to look at him. "I'm sorry Jake, but I can't marry you. I'm in love with Derek." Addison removed his ring from her finger and held it out to him.

"I know," he sighed, "I just hoped that maybe you loved me more." He looked between the two of them then leaned in to kiss her cheek and she pressed the ring into his hand. "I wish you both a lifetime of happiness, but if you ever need me I'll be there in an instant."

She nodded and whispered her thanks. She watched him walk away then turned her attention back to Derek. She held out her hand to him and smiled, "Let's get married."

He grinned and joined her at the altar.

"Alright, well, let's try this again," the priest began. "And we'll start with you this time. Addison, do you take…What's your name, son?"

"Derek Shepherd."

"Alright. Addison, do you take Derek to be your lawfully wedded husband? To have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer for poorer, in sickness and in health, forsaking all others until death do you part?

"I do," she answered without hesitation.

"And Derek do you take Addison to be your lawfully wedded wife? To have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer for poorer, in sickness and in health, forsaking all others until death do you part?

"I do," he replied with a smile.

"I don't suppose you have rings do you?"

Addison shook her head, while Derek nodded. "Actually, I do." Addison watched as he pulled a characteristic blue box from his pocket, and gasped when he opened it to reveal a flawless 8-carat emerald-cut diamond in a platinum setting with diamonds embedded in the band and a matching wedding band, in addition to a platinum band for him.

"Derek-"

"Shh. You deserve the best," he said with a wink as they exchanged rings.

"Can anyone here show just cause why these two should not be joined in holy matrimony? Let them speak now or forever hold their peace."

Madeline immediately jumped to her feet, but before she could open her mouth, Thomas spoke: "Sit down, Madeline." She turned to look at him. "Now," he said with quiet force. She reluctantly returned to her seat.

"Then by the power invested in me I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now—okay, yeah go ahead." The congregation laughed as Derek didn't even wait for the priest to finish before gathering Addison in his arms and bending her back.

Addison laughed as he brought her back upright. "I love you, Derek."

"I love you, too."

The reception was in full swing, the liquor was flowing, food was abundant, and everyone was having a good time. And of course everyone was telling the videographer how they knew it was only a matter of time before Addison and Derek were DerekandAddison again.

Miranda Bailey was busy collecting her money from the other women, stating she might was well do a little shopping since she was in LA. Addison and Derek were making the rounds talking with the guests and accepting congratulations. They paused when they reached Addison's parents. Madeline appeared to be deep into a bottle of vodka, and looked up at them through blurry eyes. "Had I know you were going to repeat your past mistakes, I would not have attended this fiasco."

"Addison has to make the decisions that are right for her," Thomas replied, standing to embrace his daughter. "I just want you to be happy, Princess."

Addison grinned at Derek then looked back at her father, "I am happy, Daddy."

Thomas turned and extended his hand to Derek. "Congratulations."

"Thank you, sir."

Thomas nodded then tightened his grip on Derek's hand and yanked him closer to whisper in his ear. "You hurt her again and I can guarantee they'll never find any part of your body."

Derek nodded. "Understood, sir, but that won't be a problem." He wrapped his arm around Addison's waist. "I don't make the same mistake twice."

Addison and Derek sat at the head table, drinking their champagne and looking out over their guests. Addison felt Derek looking at her and she blushed. "What?"

"I just can't believe that you agreed to be my wife again. Thank you, Addison. Thank you for trusting me with your heart again."

Addison smiled, "I love you, Derek. I wouldn't be happy any other way."

He grinned softly. "Do you remember our wedding song?"

"Of course, 'Always and Forever' by Luther Vandross."

"I think our second choice is more appropriate this time, don't you think?"

Addison smiled as the first few bars of "Now and Forever" by Richard Marx began to play. "I think I'd have to agree with you."

Derek stood and bowed to her. "May I have this dance Dr. Shepherd?"

"That's Mrs. Shepherd to you," Addison smirked. "And I'd be delighted."

Whenever I'm weary
From the battles that raged in my head
You made sense of madness
When my sanity hangs by a thread
I lose my way, but still you
Seem to understand
Now & forever,
I will be your man

Sometimes I just hold you
Too caught up in me to see
I'm holding a fortune
That heaven has given to me
Ill try to show you
Each and every way I can
Now & forever,
I will be your man

Now I can rest my worries
And always be sure
That I wont be alone, anymore
If Id only known you were there
All the time,
All this time. . .

Until the day the ocean
Doesn't touch the sand
Now & forever
I will be your man

Derek leaned down and captured her lips in a breathtakingly sweet kiss. "I love you Addison, now and forever."

"I love you Derek, forever and always."

FIN

The end!! It's over! I'm hitting the complete button. It took me over a year to finish this how pathetic is that. But it got done, which is what matters right? This is the longest non-school related piece that I have ever written. I hope you guys enjoyed; please review, I want to know what you thought. I think I'll be doing one shots now (well, as long as I have an audience) so once again review please. Thanks for reading!!