Little More

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Chapter Twenty – Five: Oh, Happily Ever After, do I end up happy?

Saving Venice was a piece of cake. Easier than my love life at the moment. When we got back to New York, Johnny and I were still not on good terms, so I asked Tony to meet me at my favorite restaurant. He agreed without hesitation and said he'd pick me up at seven. That only gave me an hour to shower, dress, and get ready. On a normal day when I've not just come back from a rescue mission, that wouldn't be so bad. I look like a mess! As soon as we got back to the Baxter Building, I ran inside straight to the elevator and kept pressing the elevator button. A force-field surrounded the button right before I was about to press it again.

"Where's the fire?" Sue asked chuckling.

"Literally, He's standing behind you. Figuratively, I'm going out to dinner with Tony in an hour and I look like a mess!" I replied as the doors opened.

"You don't look that bad...and couldn't you just teleport?" She said with a small chuckle.

"I teleport, me and everything I'm holding get soaked. I paid too much for these Jimmy Choo's for them to get wet and ruined. The dress, I'm holding I got it dry-cleaned in Venice so I wouldn't have to wash it. I get it wet, I have to dry it, that would be no problem if Johnny hadn't broken the dryer." I replied calmly with a tiny bit of edge when mentioning Johnny's catastrophe with the dryer, shooting a glare at him.

Johnny caught the glare and rolled his eyes.

"That makes sense. That's a pretty dress by the way..."

"Thanks." I smiled happily. "At first it was way too much, I mean who would buy a dress for two thousand dollars?" Sue gave me a look. "Okay, I bought the three thousand dollar Vera, but it was Vera! I couldn't resist it was saying buy me."

"You might want to get that checked out." Johnny commented.

I ignored him, "Anyway, I flirted with the guy who was selling me the dress and started bartering with him and I got it for a hundred." I finished telling Sue, extremely happy with myself.

"Wow Britt. You really do have high taste..."

"Thanks...I'm starting to think it's more part of a shopping addiction than anything."

"Well there is that closet of yours..." She chuckled.

"Yeah, but 28 of them were bridesmaid dresses that I didn't technically buy."

"Why did you keep all of them?" She asked.

"Because one day, someday, god knows when, it's going to my day and I hope they'll all be there for me, in the dresses I wore for them."

"28 bridesmaids... That will be a sight to see."

"Yeah..."

"How are you by the way?"

"Fine?" I replied not really understanding what she was asking.

"I meant with the pregnancy."

"Oh...Um, according to the last doctor's appointment I had, I'm having twins. They picked up two heart beats on the monitor." I replied, and then thought I'd show Sue the discovery I made in Venice. "And apparently powers are hereditary."

"What do you mean? How do you know?"

I snapped my fingers, a flame appeared. I snapped them again, it changed to steam. "I discovered that in Venice."

Sue's eyes widened a bit, "Well then. That's a good thing to know."

"Yeah, I mean all I can do is the snapping bit, if I say flame on obviously nothing happens. But still, it's kinda cool, I've always wondered about having fire powers." I snapped again and then extinguished it. "I will definitely have to look more into this later tonight."

"Any other side effects we should know about?" Sue asked.

"None that I can think of." I replied as the elevator stopped. The doors opened and I ran up to my room passing Jake. "Hi Jake. Bye Jake." I greeted as I sprinted past.

Johnny's POV:

I shook my head, and walked over to Jake, "Ignore her. She has a date."

"Yeah, I gathered that and it's with Stark. I think we should talk."

"What about, dude?"

"...I know about Britt." Jake replied seriously.

"Know what exactly?" I said, rubbing the back of my head.

"She's preg-"

I cut him off before he finished, "I know dude. But don't go blabbing it to the world now..."

"She looks it. Nobody had to tell me."

"She looks it? She's not showing anything..."

"She's filling out. And she's pissed with you. It was a lucky guess. When I asked her about it, she went all pale and said bye. Dude, you know OCD she is. What were you thinking?"

"A lot of things..."

"Was get your girlfriend pregnant was one of them? Cause that's what happened, but she dumped your ass after she found out."

"You think I don't know that? Believe me I-"

"SUE!" We heard a cry coming from Britt's room. Sue rushed over. Britt came out, "It doesn't fit! I tried it on yesterday and now it doesn't fit! I tried on some of my other dresses and they don't fit either."

"Let's see if you fit in some of my older dresses fit you." Sue replied.

"How do I not fit in my dresses now?" Britt asked as they walked over to Sue's room.

"It's the 6 to 10 meals you eat a day coming back to haunt you." Sue joked

"I guess my eating habits are justified now that I'm eating for three." Britt laughed as she shut the door.

"Three?" Jake looked at me surprised.

I rubbed the back of my head, "She found out it was twins..."

"Twins? Wow...Have you talked to her about it at all? How are you guys going to work that out, man? Easiest way is to get back together."

"He only wants us to get back together cause he owes Kate almost a thousand dollars if we don't end up married." Britt said coming over to us in a blue strapless dress of Sue's "It keeps growing every year it takes. It's gonna be a thousand dollars next year, isn't that right, Jake?"

Jake sighed, "How'd you find out?"

"Methods of persuasion and four years of blackmail all piled up."

"You're willful and malicious."

"Good thing I'm a hero then. Cause if I were a villain, you'd be screwed."

"Oo I'm so scared..." Jake teased.

Brittany drenched him and then stopped after he was soaking wet. "We've known each other for years. We've known each other since we kids Jake. I know everything about you. Every ballet lesson you ever had, ice skating, tap, jazz, swing...Need I continue?"

"You're evil...Those dance lessons we're supposed to between you and me. Or shall I mention your years of Lacrosse and Baseball, not Softball, but Baseball, only girl on the team, and captain of Lacrosse. You have your dirty little secrets too, Brittany. Need I continue?"

"Go ahead. I'm not ashamed of mine. I needed to get anger and aggression out somehow and they wouldn't let me in rugby. Goodbye gentlemen." She smiled and left.

"She's a pistol." Jake laughed, "Does she do this to you?"

"Every damn day..."

"Did you have the feeling to do it again? Cause I must say apart from getting wet, I liked it, don't tell Kate, but it was kinda hot and I'd do it again if I were single...But I'm very married, in love, and happy with my wife...But damn dude..."

"Wait wait wait...married? When did that happen?"

"Kate and I eloped a little while back, just got back from the honeymoon a few days ago...Why do I want to get drenched again? What do you think she's gonna do with Tony? She looks like she's asking for it."

"I could always dry you off.." I snapped my fingers, showing him a flame, "I don't know what goes through that girls head anymore..."

"That's okay. I'm fine...By the way she's dressed I think she's thinking about sex. A lot of it. Like all night long-"

"Shut it! I really hadn't want to think about it thank you!"

"What does it bother you? You have Frankie now. Not much compared to what just walked out that door. I know you can beat the crap out of me, you're taller and bigger than I am, but damn dude, if I were you and had what you had with her, I would have never let her go. I wouldn't care if we fought every day, it'd be worth it. She has too much pride to ask you to come back and would never. You love her, but you choose the the blonde athletic twit and you know I'm right. If you didn't you would be jealous and angry with me right now."

I grabbed him by the front of the shirt and pushed him against the wall roughly. He had pretty much told me that I had royally fucked up my life, and frankly, though I knew it, I didn't want to hear it. I raised my fist, watched my best friend since high school scrunch up his face waiting for the blow, and proceeded to punch the wall next to his head.

"Sorry, Johnny, but you needed to hear that. You and Frankie, there's nothing there and you know it. And you know as well as I do, Brittany, as corny as it sounds, is your other half."

"Half the time it doesn't feel like it." I shook my head and let him go, "I have a date tonight as well...I'll talk to you later..."

"It wouldn't be right if you guys didn't fight. She's stubborn; you've both got terrible tempers. And you're like Yin and Yang. They complete each other can't have one without the other. And I know you have a date, I called Britt earlier."

"You know too much if you ask me..."

"If you have problem with it then you should talk to Britt, which you should be doing anyway. I'll let you get to that date with Frankie. Great choice, man, you managed to find a polar opposite of the perfect woman for you. Talk to you later!" Jake smiled and walked out the door.

"I swear those two were twins in another life." I muttered thinking of Jake and Britt.

Brittany's POV:

Being out with Tony was fun. He was brilliant...and a lot like Johnny. Why the heck hadn't I noticed that one before? The only difference that I've noticed so far is I can talk gadgets and machines with Tony that I could never talk about with Johnny.

"So where are we going?" I asked him.

"I heard from a little bird that you really enjoy Chinatown, and I know a small little place that has the best dumplings you've ever eaten..." He answered with a sly smile.

My jaw dropped slightly, I was happily surprised. I wasn't expecting Chinatown. I love Chinatown; Johnny hated it so we really never went. "That sounds amazing."

"Good...and anything you see that you just have to have I don't mind getting for you as well..." He took my arm and started walking.

"You don't have to get me anything Tony. Thank you though." I smiled at the offer.

"You've changed since I last saw you."

"Not much."

"It's a good change."

"Thanks..." I looked down, a closed mouth smile on my face, my hair shading to a nice rosy pink.

"You really do wear your emotions on your sleeve, well in this case your hair..." He chuckled softly.

"Yeah, I guess I do." I softly chuckled.

"I think it's cute..."

"Thanks, you're not so bad yourself."

He smiled and put his arm around my waist, "You're very welcome."

Johnny's POV:

I met Frankie at quarter to eight. I was a little early, but she didn't seem to mind as far as I could tell. I must admit Jake's words echoed through my mind. I wonder if he did that for a reason.

"So where are we going Johnny?" She asked, looping her arm in mine, and holding it tightly. It kind of bothered me, though I don't know why.

"Le Bernardin. It's a seafood place. It's supposed to have some of the best seafood in New York." I told her. I was going to take her to place Britt would never go near. She hated seafood, Frankie liked it a lot. I haven't had it in a while.

"That's nice. I like seafood." I just nodded, hands tucked into my pockets. Stupid Jake had put me in a bad mood now, all I could think of was Britt and what he had said about her.

Brittany's POV:

Dinner was going great. The date was one of the best I have ever been on. The food was amazing and Tony and I could carry on a good conversation. Everything was going well, until well...I asked him if he wanted some salt, he said no. I started to get some for me, unexpectedly his leg brushed against mine and the salt went into his eyes. As much as I tried to help I couldn't and the date ended shortly after.

Johnny's POV:

The date was going well enough, we didn't fight over everything, and anything, and the food was pretty good. Though, while I was eating, Frankie decided to play footsie, causing me to spit flaming wine out and toward her direction. She was running out before I could say anything.

Brittany's POV:

I went back to the Baxter Building, opened the door, and found myself face to face with Johnny.

"Hey... Um, you're back early..." I replied not really knowing what to say to him. I wasn't expecting to see him back this early. By the look on his face when he saw me, he didn't expect me either. I closed the door behind me. "...Are you hungry at all?" There wasn't much to the dinner I had.

"Eh...I didn't eat much so yeah, I could use a bite...you?" He stuffed his hand into his pockets, like he normally did when he was thinking about something, "Too busy to eat or something?" He mumbled, but I still heard him.

I looked at him confused. "No, not really, I mean we walked around Chinatown for a bit, but dinner didn't last very long." I replied vaguely. I didn't really want to be teased about the accident. "No what would you like to eat? I can make pasta, pasta, pasta, and pasta. Depending on what we have in the fridge, I can make salad."

He shivered at the thought of Chinatown, "That all? Didn't stop by his place first, take a tour, try out his bed or anything like that..." His eyes narrowed slightly, as he leaned against the wall of the elevator.

"His place? Tour? Try Out His Bed?" I looked at him as if he were nuts, I didn't know whether to be pissed or to laugh at the idea. No offence to Tony, he's great, but not enough to have sex. I like him, but not that much. "Are you kidding?" I laughed.

"What? Jake said..." I groaned, realizing what I had just said, "Damn him."

"What did Jake say to you? That I'd sleep with Tony? Oh, please." I replied and then looked at his face, "Oh my gosh, are you jealous?" I thought about my question for a second and then said, "Why would you be jealous? You have Frankie...Now do you want pasta? Cause that's that all I can make."

"I don't want to talk about that..." He turned away and shrugged, "Pasta's fine..."

"Okay..." I replied oddly not knowing what to say to him.

Johnny's POV:

This couldn't be happening. I couldn't believe what Jake had done to me, that sneaky bastard. He just wanted to win the bet. I wouldn't mind if he did though. Britt's hand was waving in front of my face, I caught it and narrowed my eyes, "What?"

"You were staring at the wall, and the elevator stopped. Can I have my hand back?" She said quietly, a little bit of worry lined her voice. I let go of her hand and brushed past her into the penthouse. "What is with you? Usually I'm the one with the attitude problem. I'm trying to be nice. I haven't made any snarky comments. You've been rude since we ran into each other. I'm doing my best here. I don't have the energy to argue with you and I don't want to because I can tell your date sucked as bad and was as short as mine was. I'm really trying here, Johnny, can you please cut me a little slack? I don't have the energy to argue with you anymore." She said following me into the penthouse. Her tone was calm, but she sounded kind of hurt.

"You're date sucked too? Probably not as bad as mine..." I chuckled lightly, thinking now that spitting out flaming wine was a little funny.

"Yours could not be any worse than mine. You didn't accidentally injure your date like I did." She quickly covered her mouth. I'm guessing she didn't want me to know. Her hair changed to a snow white because of embarrassment.

I burst out laughing, "Oh nice hun! Though I got close to it...I spit flaming wine at her."

"Don't hun me! I actually feel bad for what I did to Tony! I wasn't going to tell you because I knew you'd start laughing..." She looked like she wanted to say more, but decided not to.

"Keep going. Keeping stuff in will just harm you in the end..." I said, waiting for the verbal onslaught.

"I've said everything I needed to. I'm going to be a lady and be polite. Have I said everything I wanted to, no not really, but I've said everything I needed to." She replied. It wasn't what I was expecting from her, it was dignified and kind of political.

"Well that was unexpected..."

"That's because you didn't think about the possibility that even though I am not quite fond of Frankie and your choice to date her, I won't say anything about it. I'm a lady, or at least I try to be, I won't insult her. I can insult you, but as I already told you I'm too tired to argue."

"Just doesn't seem like you..."

She shrugged, "I don't know what else to say."

I decided to change the subject to something else. Something, well one of the things, that was bothering me, "How long have you known Jake? Have you known him longer than high school?"

She raised her eyebrows and gave me a 'you didn't know look', "I've known Jake for twenty years."

I arched an eyebrow, "How come I didn't know...he is my best friend after all..."

"I don't know. You never asked. I always thought you knew."

Brittany's POV:

"Well...whatever...I think I need a drink..." He walked to the kitchen and brought out a bottle of wine, along with two glasses, "Want some?"

"I'm pregnant, you asshole! I can't drink, moron!" I retorted angrily.

"I've heard that you can have like one drink a night...or something..." He chuckled.

"And I'm not going to chance anything on hearsay."

"Suit yourself..." He poured a glass then started drinking from the bottle

"That's disgusting!" I exclaimed, taking the bottle from him. "Didn't anyone tell you not to drink from the bottle?" I put the cork on it and put it in the fridge. "Oh wait, it's you, you don't listen to anything anyone tells you." I got the ingredients to cook the spaghetti and the recipe for the meat sauce. Sue had given it to me a long time ago. It had been in their family for years. Their great-great-grandmother brought with her from Italy. It was one of the two recipes I did get from Sue, the other was corned-beef and cabbage from their dad's side of the family. I got out the spaghetti and the salt. I grabbed the pot from one of them cabinets under the counter.

"Ouch...there are those spear words..."

I smiled, "Yeah, they are. What are you going to do about it?"

"Well, stopping them never worked in the past...so why try now?"

"You've never even tried...It was never that hard to either..." I mumbled as I started to prepare the food, "…I'm making one of his favorite foods the exact way you've had it for years, not that he'd notice."

"What'd you say, hun? Didn't quite catch that..." He said taking another gulp from the wine bottle, which I don't know how he got back.

I sighed; I might as well tell him. "You never tried. It was never hard to stop them. You don't notice much, for example, I'm making your favorite dish, exactly how you've had it for years. Sue gave me the recipe and taught me how to make it a year ago. We hadn't got to Corned Beef and Cabbage yet, you and I were in the middle of huge argument over St. Patrick's Day. So we decided not to..." I responded quietly.

I heard the bottle clink against the table, "Thanks..."

"For what?" I asked confused, turning around.

"Everything I haven't thanked you for..."

"That's a lot of thank you's... And it's fine, I never did them because I wanted a thank you."

"But you deserve them..."

I looked down, I could help but slightly smile; my hair started turn pink at the tips.

"Cute blush..."

"Shut up, Johnny. I am not blushing." I retorted, "Why would I be?"

"Cause I'm flattering you...you always liked that..."

'Compliments + Me = Must Blush. The flattery was never the thing that made me blush. It was just him. It was always him, but he never saw that.'

"You are so oblivious." I rolled my eyes, turning back around. I made the water from the sink flow directly into the pot. I put the spaghetti in and turned on the stove.

"You know...you are like the perfect size..." He whispered in my ear, I hadn't even heard him move. I jumped slightly and turned around to face him. "What are you talking about? Are you buzzed already...you've only had..." I looked over at the now empty bottle, "A whole bottle of mumph!" My last words were cut off at Johnny kissed me. Not too hard, but hard enough that I couldn't pull away right away. As much as I tried to get myself to pull away, I couldn't do it. I had wanted this for so long and he had kissed me like this since he first flew. He pinned me against the fridge and just kept kissing me. I knew I shouldn't but I couldn't help but respond. I reluctantly pulled away. "Johnny, we can't do this..." I replied quietly, as much as I didn't want to I had to say it. We're not together anymore, it wasn't right or fair to Frankie and Tony.

"Why not...? We're finally talking...not fighting...and I miss you..." I murmured against my shoulder, giving my skin soft kisses. His arms wrapped around my waist gently holding me firmly to him.

"We're dating other people. It's not fair to them. We decided to break up and date other people." I replied softly.

"As far as I can tell, both of those people, after tonight, won't want anything to do with us..."

"I have a date with Tony tomorrow. The injury didn't scare him away. He likes me a lot, Johnny."

His kisses stopped, though he didn't let go of me for a moment. Finally his arms slipped from around my waist, and I heard him mutter something about not being hungry anymore, before he left the kitchen.

"I'm sorry, Johnny...I really am..." I said softly as I turned off the stove. I poured out the contents. Cleaned up the kitchen and went to bed.

The next morning I got out of bed still thinking about what had happened. I spent all night lying awake thinking about Johnny, Tony and me.

Johnny's POV:

I groaned, my head hurt a lot. "Damn hangover..." I muttered as I walked into the kitchen to get some pain meds.

"Here, this will help cure the hangover, just don't ask me what's in it." Brittany said softly, giving me a reddish orange drink. I didn't even notice she was in here. "Would you like some thing to eat? I baked scones this morning. I might not be able to cook, but I've heard my baking's not have bad." I looked at the scones rest atop of the stove. The whole kitchen smelled of cinnamon and chocolate.

I took the drink slowly, eyeing her up, "Thanks...and sorry for passing out before dinner was ready...and thanks I guess for putting me to bed too..." I took a sip of the drink, and started coughing.

She looked at me very confused. "You don't remember what happened, do you?"

"Huh? You were making dinner...and I must have passed out because I had the strangest dream..."

"What was your dream about?" She asked casually.

"Well...you were making dinner...and we were talking...civilly for once...and suddenly I wanted to kiss you...so I did...that's where it ended..."

"And that's what happened last night. You pinned me against the fridge and we started making out and I stopped it..." She added.

I looked at her like she was crazy, "You're joking right?"

"I'm not. I don't joke about things I don't get much sleep over."

I paled a bit. Though I knew that somewhere deep down I wanted her back, I didn't think I would just right out and kiss her like that, "I...I'm sorry Britt...for doing that..."

"It's fine...It wasn't that you kissed me anyway...It was more of what you said, but I'm betting it was the wine talking anyway so, it really doesn't matter."

"What did I say..."

"It's not important..." She replied and then changed the subject, "You should eat. You'll get sick if you don't."

I sat down, staring at my drink, "Not really hungry..."

"You are so stubborn. Does it really matter to you what you said? It wasn't that big of a deal. It wasn't like you told me you loved me at all while you were trying to get some. You said you missed me. You said I was the perfect size. You were happy that we weren't fighting. Not once during that time while you were kissing me and trying to seduce me, did you ever mention an 'I love you'. Nor really have you ever when we are doing that, now that I think about it. You say everything but that. Of course you didn't learn the phrase 'thank you' until last night. You weren't even really nice and agreeable until you had like half a bottle of wine. Straight from the bottle! You poured yourself a glass and then drank from the bottle. You drank a whole thing of Lambrusco and then decided that you missed me and wanted me. Lovely, huh? But why would that be important to you, it shouldn't be important to me but it is and I can't for the life of me figure out why. I have someone who's really good to me and I can have great conversations with and then I have you and I can't for the life of me get you out of my head, especially after last night and I don't know why." She exclaimed frustrated. Her hands were on fire. "And I can't get this to stop. Every time I get upset, they do this!" She motioned to her hands.

"Take a deep breath and calm down...that'll help with the hands..." He whispered, staring at the table. She took a deep breath and started to count quietly, when she reached eight her hands started to cool down. She quietly thanked me afterward.

"I learned that trick after burning a few good shirts...and about what you said...I'm pretty sure I wasn't trying to seduce you...that was probably pretty far from my mind...pregnant girls and sex don't really mix well..."

"And this coming from the man who had to be told what happened last night. You really are that thick aren't you? All muscle and no brain. Pregnant women can have sex. Look it up if you don't believe me. And that is what exactly was on your mind last night, that and you drank a whole bottle of wine, or you wouldn't have kissed me the way you did or said what you said."

"I never said that they couldn't! I just said I didn't like it! Get your hearing fixed."

Brittany's POV:

"My hearing's just fine. And from what I've noticed you don't like a lot of things, of course there is the exception when you're drunk beyond belief when you actually start to care for those things. You might wanna work on that. A drinking problem can lead to a very bad end. But wait you've already done that, you had too much to drink the night you got me pregnant!" I retorted. The doctors had told me the night of conception along with around what date they would be born.

"I don't have a drinking problem! If anyone has a problem here it's you! All you do is criticize and complain about everything! How does he stand it!" He stood up from the table and glared at me.

"I complain? Oh please you invented the word. And if you don't like it you change it even though everyone else does. Or better yet, your biggest problem of all: womanizing! You don't know how to treat women with respect at all. You take what you can and move on to what you think is better. You're going to have to move soon because you've slept with every woman in New York."

"At least I have a life! All you ever did and still do is study, and work! That's all! I'm surprised that people know your name!"

"Well, next time you're giving a lecture series on social graces, would you let me know? Cause I'll sign up." I retorted, "And I wouldn't call what you have a life."

"If you have a life then why aren't you dating or seeing anyone?"

"I'm dating Tony!" I exclaimed.

"Have you slept with one person since we broke up?"

"What the hell does that have to do with anything? That will prove I'm over you because I fucked somebody? You've slept with almost every woman in New York and that's not turning me into a faint memory for you. Besides I will make love with somebody when it is making love. Not the way you do it like you're out for revenge or something!"

"Where the hell do you come up with this bull! It's just like you women! Coming up with theories and stories that are never true! What the hell did I ever do to you to make you act like a bitch! Ever?"

"You know what, I've tried to be civil with you for a while, but that's exhausting. Even if it was just pretense."

"Being amicable isn't in our blood. I've realized we're not friends. Friends have to like each other. And after everything that's happened, I could never like you."

"I could never like you either. In fact, I hate you."

"I've never hated anyone more." Johnny stepped towards me.

"Every nerve ending in my body is electrified by hatred."

"There is a fiery pit of hatred inside of me ready to explode."

"So, it's settled then?"

"We're settled."

Half a second later his hand was at the back of my head. He pulled me towards him and kissed me like he did last night. My arms went around his neck, responding to the kiss. As soon as I started to respond, the kissed turned more passionate. He picked me up and put me on the counter, only breaking the kiss for a second or two. I reached for his jacket and started to take it off. When it was at his elbows, broke the kiss threw the jacket to floor and to kiss me again. The kiss was getting more and more heated by the second. His hands were all over my body, from my hips to my shoulders and everywhere in between. Our tongues fought against each other. His hands warmed against my skin, causing me to shiver and moan softly, I felt him smirk. I retaliated by tracing my fingers along his spine, where I knew he was sensitive. He shivered as well, especially since my hands were much colder than his back. He growled softly, and tugged on my shirt, pulling up the hem to expose my stomach. In one swift move, my shirt was on the ground. He started to trail kisses down my neck and shoulder. His tongue traced intricate patterns around my neck and shoulder, has his fingers trailed their way up my back and to my bra, and began to fiddle with the hooks. My own hands slipped underneath his thin tee shirt and felt the well tone muscles under his skin. In one move, his shirt was on the floor.

"I didn't know meal times came with a show. There was one around dinner and now one at breakfast. I'm not going to ask, but I'd rather not see anymore, especially when you two are with other people."

Johnny pulled away, and stared at me panting slightly. He glanced over at his sister, before grabbing his shirt and jacket and leaving. I watched him go then shook my head and quickly hopped off the count and pulled back on my shirt, "Sorry Sue...I don't know how that happened..."

"You have a choice to make, don't you then? Tony's down in the lobby and Johnny just left. Who are you going to go to? Better yet, who is going to make you happy? You and I will be friends no matter who you choose, but this isn't fair to either of them."

"I know it isn't. I told Johnny that last night. I should go see what's going on with Tony." With that said I left.

Johnny's POV:

"What was that about, Johnny?" Sue asked calmly.

He shrugged, "I don't know...just felt like it I guess..." I leaned against the balcony railing and sighed, 'No matter how much I try, I can't get her out of my head...'

"You do know you can't express every emotion you have and do everything you feel whenever you feel like it. Brittany has no clue why that just happened. She understood why it happened last night, but not now. You aren't together anymore, you can't just kiss her every time you want to. She's with Tony now and he makes her happy, Johnny." She replied.

"Mentally maybe...but I don't think she really loves him..."

"I don't know that and neither do you, I've never been able to tell what she's thinking, she might really like him, and she might love him. But that's for her to decide."

"You've known her as long as I have...when has she ever liked a guy who complements her..."

"You really are that oblivious, aren't you?"

"What?"

"She loved you for just being you. She always has. She knows every little thing about you. And everything she called you out on was true and you know it. But if you think about it, you two started to argue around the time she got pregnant."

"So she's just hormonal?"

"I can't say that is a fact for the whole disaster that is your relationship, but for part of it, yes."

I couldn't help but smile a bit. I hugged Sue, and kissed her cheek, "Thanks Sis!" I waved back to her as I ran off.

Sue's POV:

"What did I say?" I asked confused. I wasn't trying to give him that reaction.

Brittany's POV:

When I got downstairs, I found Tony with an embarrassing display of yellow and red roses, "Hey Tony. I'm surprised to see you."

"Yeah well...I felt bad about last night so I was wondering if we could redo the whole thing...?"

I smiled, "Yeah, I'd like that, Tony. I'd like that a lot."

He smiled, "Good, so let's go."

My smile widened. He took my hand and we left.

Johnny's POV:

I changed and raced downstairs, only to see Britt walk out the door with the wanna be superhero. That got my blood boiling, but then it hit me. I could do the same to her. I pulled out my cell and dialed Frankie's number. Luckily, she was willing to give me another chance, as long as I would pay for a new dress.

Brittany's POV:

Surprisingly the date went amazingly well. I don't remember ever having that much fun on a date. It wasn't very intimate, but it was fun and romantic and different. For once, I felt like a normal person, no superpowers or anything. I was me again, but I wasn't dying because of a frozen heart. We met again an hour later to go to the reception.

Tony smiled as I walked up to him, "You look very lovely."

I smiled, "You look very handsome as well."

"Ready for the party?" He took my hand and kissed it.

"I think so. Are you?"

"When I'm with you, I'm ready for anything..."

'That's good to know.'

"Shall we then?" I asked, referring to the reception. He smiled and kissed my cheek before leading me into the ballroom. The room was full. All of Reed and Sue's relatives were there. Almost all of their friends were there too. Jake and Kate weren't their yet and it looked like Johnny had just arrived. We were all a little early though. It didn't start till 4. It was 3:50.

"Wow...big families..."

"Sue's Italian and Irish. Her family on both sides are huge and very catholic. Most of the people are from Sue's side. Reed's family's not very big."

"That would explain it..."

"Yeah. I'm very surprised their families get along."

"Shall we mingle?"

I nodded, "That sounds good to me."

He smiled and led me through the crowd. We went over to Sue and Reed. Johnny and Frankie were over there already. "You do know Johnny doesn't like you, right?"

"And you're gonna go over there anyway?" I asked impressed, "You're brave."

"It's not like he can kill me...or really hurt me with you and his sister right there..."

"Yeah, I guess" I replied. 'He'd probably try though.'

He smiled and led me over, extending his hand for a shake, which Reed returned, Johnny just glared. "Thank you for letting me come, and congratulations again on the marriage."

"Thank you, Tony. It's good to see you." Reed said graciously. Reed and Tony started to talk. Sue pulled me over to talk.

"Hi to you too, Sue." I said when we were outta earshot.

"I had a talk with Johnny earlier...I guess I said something that stuck with him...though I didn't think I did...you might want to be on your toes then..."

"Huh? What stuck with him?" I asked her a little worried.

"I mentioned that you all started fighting around the time you got pregnant..."

"I did break up with him the night I found out, but that was because he doesn't want kids and well, that's not good. But still, our fighting wasn't because I was hormonal. You know Johnny, it's hard not to fight with him, but that's not the reason we fought, romance was not happening and I was trying to help as strange as it sounds."

"Well I think he took it another way..."

"Like what?"

"Probably that it was hormonal...something like that I bet...but it's Johnny..."

"Yeah...Did he say why he kissed me earlier?"

"No..."

I sighed, "Let me guess the only thing he said on that subject was he felt like it or wanted to and I was there so he could, right?"

"Mostly the first one..." The next thing we knew there was a loud crash. We turned around and saw Reed and Ben holding back Johnny while Tony was lying in a broke table, holding his jaw.

"Oh my god!" I gasped. I gave Sue an apologetic look.

"What happened here?" Sue asked incredulously.

"Hot head here just punched Tony..." Ben answered.

"You what? Why?" I glared daggers at Johnny. He was such a child and if looks could kill, he'd be ten feet under dead and buried. He had no reason or right to do that to Tony.

He pushed Ben off and straightened up his suit, "He deserved it..."

"On what grounds? He's never done anything to you!"

"Why do you think? Forget it...sorry Sue..." He grabbed Frankie's hand and started to leave.

"I'm sorry Sue." I apologized and then turned to Tony and reached out my hand to help him up. He took my hand and I pulled him up. "We'd better go. I'm so sorry." We left the reception. "Are you okay?" I looked at Tony, "I am so sorry, Tony. I don't know why he did that."

"It's alright...I think I know..." He smiled, and rubbed his jaw slightly, "He still loves you...you can see it in the way he tenses up around you...and the way he looks at you..." He kissed my cheek softly.

"We broke up, it was mutual and we both moved on. He shouldn't have hit you."

"Have you really?"

I nodded, "I think so..."

"Britt...be honest with yourself..."

Johnny's POV:

"You still love her? Is that why you hit Tony?" Frankie asked. She was just trying trying to get things straight.

I sighed, "Frankie...I really like you and you're a really nice girl..." I placed my hands on her shoulders, "But..."

No One's POV:

"I can't do this." Johnny and Brittany found themselves saying to their dates.

Each of them were not willing to kiss their date when the time came, something inside of them kept saying what they were doing was completely wrong. And as hard as they tried, they found themselves thinking about each other a lot more than they had anticipated to.

Johnny left without saying another word to Frankie. He had things to sort out with Brittany. Brittany however did continue after her apology.

Brittany's POV:

"I like you, Tony, I really do, but the truth is I gave away my heart, my whole heart, a long time ago and I never really got it back." I told him sincerely. Johnny was the only one for me. As much as I want normality, I honestly can't see myself with anyone else. "Do you understand what I mean?"

He looked at me for a few seconds and then said, "Yeah, I think I do."

I smiled and left to find Johnny.

I searched New York City for three hours to him. Three hours walking around New York City at night. I must say it wasn't my brightest idea. I left straight from the reception to find him. I was in heels and a formal dress. No jacket; my feet killing me; and most people with common sense or street smarts don't walk around here at night. Did I mention it was raining; it started an hour after I started searching.

I found him at a bar the he, Ben, and I usually go to. He was talking to Vinny, and was the only customer Vinny had at the time. It was a quarter after midnight, it kinda made sense Johnny was the only customer. When Vinny saw me, he excused himself to the back to make a phone call to his wife. He always called before he left at one. When Johnny saw me however, I don't think he was very happy to see me. He looked surprised, but not happy.

"What the hell are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be with Tony?" He asked vexed.

"Could you be nice for a second, I did search the city to find you without using my powers." I retorted, almost coolly.

He took a deep breath and said, "Sorry, go ahead. I'm listening."

I smiled a small closed mouth smile and said what I had mentally rehearsed while trying to find him, "When I was with Tony, I realized I had everything I wanted. I finally got normality back, but I had nothing that I needed. And I think what I need is with you. And I came to find you to see if you just might think so too. And if you do well…I don't have plans past that, which is new for me." I finished what I had rehearsed but I didn't feel like I had everything finished, I took a breath and decided to say my own proposal, "So, Jonathan Andrew Storm, here is my proposal: I propose we not make plans for once. I propose we give this thing another chance without trying to plan everything ahead of time. So what do you say, do you not wanna make plans with me?"

"No" He replied simply.

"I deserve that." I looked down.

"I wasn't done talking." He said and then continued. "No, I don't want not to make plans with you. I want to make plans with you."

"You do?"

"Yeah, I do. So Brittany, here's my proposal: I propose we get married. You pick the location, I pick the honeymoon. Just family and friends, no big wedding; what we had originally planned for Christmas, but several months ahead... I realized a few things as well. I realized that even though you drive me absolutely insane most of the time and you're the definition of neurotic," He said, I opened my mouth to retort, but shut it when I saw the look on his face. It clearly said 'don't even start'. "It's one of the things I love most about you. It took us to be apart for me to actually realize what I love about you. I knew that I loved you, but not why; other than your physical appearance and your talent. I didn't know why I loved you, I just did. I also realized I want to have kids, but only if they're ours. I want this baby. I want you to marry me. I want us to be a family. I'm not scared anymore of commitment or having a family. I trust you and I have a pretty good feeling just by looking at you tonight, that you trust me too. I know we're going to do the best we can. We've always been a good team even though most things don't go how we planned, but it all turns out alright in the end. But I didn't realize this, until I was at my sister's reception with someone else… Now you can imagine my disappointment when it dawned on me that the woman I love was with another superhero who's worth billions of dollars and could give her a shot at normality. So, Brittany Michelle Grimm, will you marry me? Because I'd like to be the one to give you a shot to regain normality." He got up from where he was sitting, the jacket he was holding in his hand was thrown on the ground, he placed both of his hands to both sides of my face, right under my ears, and put his lips to mine.

As he pulled away, I asked him, "Aren't you supposed to get down on your knee or something?"

"I'm gonna take that as a yes." He replied before pulling me into a deep kiss. I didn't resist, and melted like an ice cube in his warm arms and wonderful kissing abilities.

"Hey you two. It's great that you're back together and lovey-dovey and all, but I gotta close, so, could you go home?" Vinny asked pulling on his coat.

Johnny pulled away and picked me up bridal style and proceeded to carry me outside to the cab that was waiting.

"Johnny, I can walk, you know." I protested.

"I never said you couldn't. But I want to carry you." He set me on the seat and tossed a hundred to the driver, and told him our address.

I smiled at him and then said to the driver, "Feel free to run through any stoplights you can get away with."

"Yes, mam." The driver replied.

I pulled Johnny to me, kissing him hard. He kissed me back and pulled me close, his fingers finding their way along my sides. I pulled away lightly as the cab came to a stop, "And that's all your getting for now."

He pouted like a kid, "Awww..."

We got out of the cab. "I need to sleep. I'm not just taking care of myself anymore. I'll be two months this Saturday."

"That's today." He sighed closing the door. We went into the building.

"Oh my gosh, it is!" We went into the elevator. "I - We're eight weeks! In a month we get to see the gender!" I thought for a minute, "How fast do you think we'll be able to get married?"

He leaned against the wall, "Well, however long it takes for you to find a dress, and place...we don't need a huge wedding, just us, and family and friends..."

"How much of a devoted catholic are you, if at all? Cause I know your family is."

"I have my own beliefs about God...but not any that my family would approve of..."

I smiled, "Oh good that solves that issue on two things...Since neither of us, if I'm not mistaken, want to get married here. We could do a destination wedding. Like the Caribbean, or Ireland, or Disney..." When I mentioned Disney, he shot me a 'Really?' look. I just shrugged, "I like Disney."

"No."

"Okay, fine, Mr. Manly Man, we're we going for our honeymoon? If you get to say no to one I'm coming up with. I get to say no to some of yours."

"Fine. How about some tiny island where there is no TV or telephones and we can just have a normal life for a while?"

"I really like the sound of that...That'd be nice. Just you and me. No interruptions. No one walking in on us. No waiting till it's just us in the house. No press. Just us. Like a normal honeymoon. As if we were normal people..."

"It does sound nice..."

"Yeah..." I agreed leaning against him. "Where do you think we should get married? We're both part Irish. We could get married in Ireland in June..."

"That's in two weeks..."

"I'll be starting to show in four."

"You show now."

"I what?" I shrieked as the doors opened.

"It's twins babe...and you're a twig...so you show..."

"How much?" I asked him seriously.

"I mean...it's not that much, but it's enough you know...hehe..." He backed out of the elevator slowly.

Johnny's POV:

She did not look happy when I said that, not one bit. I could tell what was going through her mind, what the press would say. They would have a field day on her. She sighed, "I'm going to bed." When she passed by her bedroom, she backtracked and then stood there for a while, "Uh, Johnny..."

"Y...yeah?"

"There's one little thing I forgot, well, forgot is not the right term, I haven't mentioned to you yet." She said turning around, "I kinda adopted Carmen..."

"Eh? What happened to her mother? Not that I mind it but..."

"I don't think anything happened to her mother. Carmen came up to me with papers, saying she didn't want to leave and she wanted to stay with me and that I could adopt her and I could be her mother. I signed them. Her mom had already signed the papers. I love Carmen and now she's mine...You don't mind?"

"Not at all... She grows on you..." I smiled, "Where has she been by the way..."

"For the most part, my room or with Ben"

"Alrighty then..."

Brittany's POV:

"We're drenched. Maybe we should shower before we go to bed." I told him giving him a hint. He doesn't catch it though. It was something he's wanted us to do since we got together and when I gave him the hint for the go ahead, he didn't get it. He stared at me for a moment before it dawned on him and in one fell swoop, he picked me up and almost sprinted to the bathroom. "You're really excited about this, aren't you?" I asked him seriously, 'what is it with him and the shower?'

"It's just really erotic...you'll see..."

"Should I have waited for this one?" I asked him unsure about this one.

"Oh no. You're not backing out on me now." He shut and locked the bathroom door.

"Carmen is sleeping down the hall. And we're getting married in like two weeks. And we have so much to do." I started to list off the things we needed to do. He kissed me after each excuse, waiting for me to run out of them. "We have so much to plan...We have so much to get..."I stared at him for a second,"I want you so bad." I kissed him hard.

"Good." He kissed me back just as hard.

I broke away lightly, "Why didn't you talk to me when we decided to break up in the first place? We could of avoided everything."

"You broke up with me...but less talking...more kissing..." He pressed his lips to mine again.

I pulled away, "But-"

"We can argue and talk about everything tomorrow, yeah?"

I sighed, "Alri-" He cut me off with another kiss.

"Johnny, can you undo the dress now?" I asked him, he gave me a 'why the hurry' look. "Well you see, when I got this dress...it looked better..." He still gave me a stare. "It's too tight." I said bluntly.

"Oh..." He reached around my back and pulled down the zipper down, causing it to fall to the ground.

The shower was started and steam filled the room.

((An4: Sorry to those who already read this chapter, but there were some mistakes and we have fixed them.))