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Chapter Twenty:

"We need two witnesses." Ken spoke as he and Riley were looking at wedding dresses. Even though they were getting married at city hall, Ken still wanted Riley to look beautiful.

"Yes, we do." Riley spoke, touching the fabric of a dress.

"So I've called two people."

"Who?" she asked, now looking at Ken instead of the fabric of the dress.

"Misty and Ashley." He shrugged as his fiancée let out a breath she didn't know she was holding. Ken raised an eyebrow. "You okay there, babe?"

"Fine, just didn't want it to be Steph. She's worried about me enough as it is."

"Why?" Ken spoke as Riley closed her eyes tightly, mentally cursing at herself.

"Because, I um…she… well, she's very over protective. She knows that Melina's pregnant."

"She knows?"

"Melina called and asked to be placed on maternity leave." She spoke casually, even though her mind was in scrambles.

"Oh, so…guess this confirms if she's really pregnant or not."

"Maybe, I mean, if she's not, she could always get pregnant."

Ken let what Riley said sink in. He stared blankly, lost in thought.

Riley sighed. "Baby, we shouldn't be thinking about her on our wedding day. We're set to be married in four hours."

"It's so bad luck to see the bride before the wedding. Much less pick out a dress with her!" a voice behind the two spoke.

Both of them turned to see Misty and Ashley. Misty, the one who spoke, had her hands on her hips, smirking. Ashley on the other hand was glowing.

"I told you it was a good thing we stayed at the hotel instead of catching a plane back to where we came from." Ashley spoke, looking at her sister who had wanted to leave last night, but was convinced to stay by Ashley, who didn't really like flying too much.

Misty ignored her younger sister and walked to the bride and groom. She gave Ken a hug and then hugged Riley, placing a hand on her stomach.

"Come on Ken." Misty spoke to her best friend. "We still need to get you a tux. Ashley will take care of your soon-to-be wife."

"Damn right I will." She spoke.

Misty removed her hand from Riley's stomach and smiled at Ken.

"Thank you two." The bride to be spoke, Misty nodded while Ashley grinned. A minute later, after kissing Riley on the lips, Ken and Misty left the store.

"So." Ashley looked at the dress Riley had been looking at. "You're going to wear white?"

"I was thinking about it, yes."

"Isn't it a bit late to be all…virginal?" Riley glared at Ashley before shoving the girl lightly.

"Not funny, Ash." Riley glanced around the room. "None of these dresses seem right."

"Don't you have a dress? The one you were originally going to marry Ken with?"

"I do, it's at the house." Riley's eyes lit up. "Wait…no…I can't. It wont fit."

"Can't you get it fitted?"

"In less than four hours?"

"Come on, we can find someone for big bucks." Ashley grabbed Riley's hand and marched, yes marched, over to the font counter. "Do you do dress fittings?"

"Yes, we do."

"We have this wedding dress and we need it fitted in less than three hours."

"Less than three hours?" The woman had a look of amusement on her face.

"Yah." Ashley nodded obnoxiously, causing Riley to smack the back of her head and give her a look.

"I mean, yes." Ashley batted her eyelashes sweetly. The pregnant woman rolled her eyes and looked to the candy bowl that rested on the desk. She took a candy from the bowel, took off the wrapper and popped it into her mouth.

"I don't think we can." She took another candy.

"You can." And another.

"Err…no, I said I don't think we can." ..And another…

"You can." Ashley repeated, just as Riley reached to take another candy from the bowl, only something waxy touched her fingers.

"No." The woman spoke firmly, a bit annoyed by the brunette. Riley raised an eyebrow before taking the thing from the bowel, it was a cream colored candle. She raised an eyebrow before putting it into her pocket along with the extra candies she had taken.

"Uh huh."

"Excuse me, miss. I said that we can't, I mean it, we can't."

"You said you 'think' you can't, but if you put your mind to it. You can."

"Ash! Hush!" Riley told her. "She says she can't. Let's just…leave it alone and go pick out another dress." She frowned in sheer disappointment, walking away from the counter and to more dresses.

"But Rye, come on. You should have the dress you want on this day."

"Seems as if fate has a different plan. Besides, Ken told me we'd get married again, in front of all our friends and family in my dream wedding. So, then I will wear the dress I want. And plus, my daughter will be at that wedding, which will make it much more magical." Riley's eyes looked over the dresses, her eyes stopping on one. A smile formed on her face.

"Well, you daughter is at this wedding too…just in fetus form."

"Hey, Ash?"

"Yeah?" Ashley tilted her head to the side.

"What do you think about this dress?" she held it from the rack. Ashley's eyes lit up and the corners of her mouth lifted. "It's…"

"Amazing." Riley finished for her.

"No, perfect."

"Don't be silly, it's not perfect. What's perfect is that wedding dress that's hanging in my closet. Today, dress wise, I just have to settle for less. Because, well…we know why."

Ashley nodded. "This wedding is going to be perfection."

Riley looked to Ashley and frowned a bit. "Perfection is just a word."

"Oh, I know it. I know it better than anyone." She stuck out her tongue at Riley who just shook her head.

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"Do you have them?" Ken asked Misty in the small café.

"Yes, I do." She went into her pocket and pulled out two rings. The rings Ken and Riley were going to exchange at their original wedding.

Ken took them in his hand and fingered them carefully. "I wish I could give her her dream wedding."

"I don't see why you both won't wait."

"I love her, she loves me…why wait?"

"Don't you think this may be a little drastic though?"

Ken thought before looking up at Misty. "No, no I don't."

Misty sighed before taking a sip of her coffee. "Well, I see there's no changing your mind."

"No, there isn't. Today, we'll get married. And soon, once Kennedy is born, we'll plan a wedding and renew our vows for our friends and family. She'll have her dream wedding."

"She could've been had her dream wedding." Misty reminded him.

"Before? That wasn't her dream wedding." He spoke matter-of-factly.

Misty didn't say anything, she and Riley had never spoke of dream weddings.

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"They're getting married!?!" Exclaimed the voice of Stephanie McMahon as she stood from her desk in her study. "Where? When? I have to be there!"

"Mrs. Levesque, it's at city hall. About three and a half hours away."

"I'm so there." She was talking to the body guard she had hired for Riley last night, so far he had laid low and got right on the job. She was paying him a hefty amount for the safety of her friend and baby. Stephanie hung up the phone just as Paul walked into the room.

"Paul, pack our suitcases and I'll get Aurora."

"We don't leave for the taping until tomorrow." He spoke amused at his wife.

Stephanie smirked and walked to her husband, she kissed his lips. "We're going to a wedding."

Paul looked at her confused. "Who's getting married?"

"Riley and Ken."

His eyes widened and a small smirk formed on his lips. "I'll get the suitcases ready."

"I'll call the private jet and wake Aurora, oh…I have to tell Amy and Trish about this!"

Paul kissed his wife, "You do that." He walked out of the room.

Stephanie looked at her cell and sent a text to the bride to be.

I told you not to do anything stupid. Oh well…I guess I'll let this slide since it is an act of love. Could've invited me though, oh well…see me soon? Hell yeah you will! xoxo – Steph.

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A/n: So, that makes nine candles. And what turned into a small intimate wedding between Riley and Ken is suddenly becoming…bigger? With more people. So, wedding next chapter, I think, lol. Thanks for the reviews last chapter. Review for more! – Tiffany.