Ta-dah! I just want to warn you that this chapter is very memory based and hopefully fluffy enough for everyone! I tried to make it extra fluffy and happy due to the depressingness of the episode and the crazy amount of depressing fanfics on here! I hope you like it :D

Soon enough Jonny and Jac were back in the hotel room, feeling slightly bloated after their meals. They found themselves making insignificant chatter about the past year.

"I was so nervous" Jac said remembering back to the big day

"You? Nervous?" Jonny replied back with another infamous grin which was met with its infamous reply. After a quick chuckle, Jonny continued the conversation by trying to make Jac feel better

"Every bride is nervous"

"Yes, but not every bride is two months pregnant and are yet to tell anyone"

"That made you nervous?"

"Like hell it did!" Jac said as her mind faded back

…

Jac stood in front of the mirror. This was it. She was getting married. It wasn't a massive do, in a big fancy cathedral with each pew decorated with a dozen white roses at its opening but it was her wedding. Her wedding to her man.

She took a deep breath as she brushed her hands down, straightening out her dress before stopping around her stomach. He wouldn't be able to see. Her little bump was hidden underneath. She had known for a few weeks now and had so far managed to keep it all under wraps. She knew she needed to tell people. Tell him. Yet, today was going to be the hardest of all. She knew Jonny had placed a large order of alcohol to be served during the reception. How was she going to avoid celebratory champagne?

Her brain had been a bit scatty for the past few days but luckily most people had put it down to bridal nerves. In fairness to Jac, 45% of her nerves were bridal but her pregnancy nerves were overwhelming.

Unbeknownst to Jac, Mo had walked into the room to see how Jac was doing and to see if she was ready so they could get the show on the road. Mo could see that Jac looked a little distracted.

"Jac?" No response, Jac didn't even realise that there was someone else in the room

"Jac?" Mo tried again but the redhead was still in some sort of daze

"Earth calling Jac Soon-To-Be-Maconie- Naylor" Mo tried for the third time. After receiving yet another blank response, Mo moved further into the room to see if she could hit Jac's line of vision. Thankfully Jac had seen Mo, and in her own Naylorish way, pretended to look busy as if to show she wasn't distracted.

"What?" Jac replied, trying to put on her usual tone

"Are you alright?"

"Yes. I'm fine."

"Yeah but yo-"

"-I'm fine Maureen. Stop fussing"

Sighing, Mo moved on with the conversation. From her past experiences with Jac, she had learnt that it's best sometimes to leave her to it. Otherwise known as get Jonny to pester her about it. Yet, Mo still felt like there was something different.

"Fine – are you ready? We need to get this show on the road as we need to be there in twenty minutes, or thirty if you wanted to follow the traditional 'bride being fashionably late route'"

Jac looked once more in the mirror. This was it. She was getting married, and she needed to tell him before the reception.

…

Jonny watched Jac, seeing her eyes glazed and fixed as her mind was reminiscing. They were both lying on top of the duvet covers, and whilst Jac was silent in her memories, Jonny had switched on the news, put it on mute with the captions, and lightly chuckled to himself at how the captions were never in time to the newsreaders.

Soon Jac came out of her daydream and was met by gentle stroking of her arm. She leaned in further as Jonny wrapped his warm, strong arms around her, protecting her. She absentmindedly picked up a rose petal, and watched it fall back onto the bed, landing on Jonny's trouser leg.

"I remember when you told me"

Jac smiled "Really? You weren't too drunk?"

"I wasn't. Yet anyway"

"I remember the look on your face – it was hilarious"

"Hey! It's not exactly fun almost choking on champagne!"

"From where I was standing, and pretty much everyone else in the room it was hilarious!"

"Whatever. It was definitely the best part of the day!"

"Even more than when Sacha slipped and fell on his arse on the dance floor?"

"Yep"

"Michael being rejected by your cousin?"

"Definitely!"

"Daniel telling you that if you didn't treat his 'Auntie' Jac well then he wouldn't share a piece of cake with you again!"

"I have to admit, that was pretty cute but… yes!"

"Marrying me?"

"Yep" Jonny said, not fully registering what she had said. After he was met with raised eyebrows, he quickly rephrased his answer

"I mean, well, they are pretty much on par with each other!"

After leaving him with a smiley suspicious glance, Jac began to lightly chuckle and thought back to her little baby at home. She was probably causing all sorts of havoc at Mo's. Mo probably can't remember what sleep is, Jac thought to herself.

As Jac was thinking about their precious little one at home, Jonny let his own mind fade back to that day. The moment he found out he was going to be a father

…

It was official! They had done it. They were married. Mr and Mrs Maconie. The Maconies. Man and Wife. After the ceremony, the newlyweds and their witnesses travelled back to Albie's they were met with the rest of Jonny's family and their favourite people from the hospital, and a few colleagues who had managed to scrape in. Prior to the wedding, Jonny and Mo had set up little tables and created a little dance floor, which Jonny hoped he could drag his future Mrs onto.

The room erupted with a loud cheer, and congratulations were heard all over the room!

After the surprisingly delicious meal served, the speeches began. It started off with Mo and Sacha giving their respective best woman/groomsmen of honour speeches (although Jac ensured that they didn't take on these roles too seriously and it was more for Jonny's sake), then Jonny moved on to his heartfelt speech about how he has loved Jac since the moment he first laid eyes on her, and how he wanted to be there and protect her for the rest of his life. The room awed. Jac rolled her eyes with a smile. Jac knew that this was it. She hadn't taken a sip of the champagne on the table. Jonny was halfway through. He would notice any second. She needed to do it soon. In fact, she needed to do it now.

Suddenly, Jac stood up. As everyone suddenly turned to look at her, her stomach turned to butterflies. Jonny looked up at his wife with a puzzled glance.

"Jac?"

Jac motioned for him to give her the microphone. She took a deep breath as she brought the microphone up to her mouth to speak.

"Um.." Jac began to feel a little flustered as she glanced around at all the faces looking back at her

"I..um, well I know it's not usual for the bride to make a speech but, I'm not the average bride. I never thought I'd ever be one. I just want to personally say thank you to everyone here. As some of you know, I have spent most of my life on my own. For a long time, I've grown to prefer it that way. I learnt how to look after myself, know what is good for me and what I need to do to get on in life. I didn't want a relationship. They just got in the way. I know that might sound a little hypocritical to those who have known me for a long time but that was always at the back of my mind.

So, I want to thank those of you, who have taught me that it's ok to not be on my own. To have friends. To have relationships. If you had said to me, 20 years ago that I would have friends like Sacha, Michael, even Mo. Or that I'd have an amazing man in my life that I can now call my husband. I would have told you that you were mad.

Jonny, I should say this more often but you are the best thing that has ever happened to me. You have shown me how to love someone so much.

So, like I said, I'd never thought I'd have this life. Friends, great colleagues, a fantastic job. Be a bride"

She looked down at Jonny who was about to take a long sip of champagne

"I'd also never thought I'd be a mother" She said finally with a smile, feeling the weight slowly rising off her shoulders.

As soon as the word 'mother' reached his ears, Jonny was frozen with amazement. So much so that he started to choke on his champagne. After an embarrassing splutter of flying champagne, Jonny looked up at a smiling Jac.

"You're… p-pr-pregnant?" Jonny stuttered, barely getting the words out of his mouth

Nodding Jac replied "Two months" with the smile still showing off to the world

Jonny immediately stood up and gathered Jac in his arms as a round of applause and cheers erupted from the room. After hugging Jac for what felt like forever, Jonny leant forward and let his lips meet hers, his mind still racing.

She was pregnant.

They were going to be a proper family!

…

Jonny couldn't help but smile at the memory. He had been so lost and transfixed in his own memory that he hadn't noticed Jac slip into the bathroom. When he realised he was alone in the bed, and the only light that was on was Jac's beside lamp, he realised something was going on.

He was about to call for Jac, when she suddenly reappeared at the bathroom door. She was dressed only in a black silk robe, and lingerie that he loved her in. His heart leapt out of his mouth. God, she was beautiful, and incredibly sexy.

As she slowly walked towards him, he knew he was in for a good night.