Disclaimers: I wish they did, but they don't belong to me.  I'm just playing with them.  All characters except noted belong to CBS and Top Kick Productions.  The ones you don't recognize (Kym and Chantal, etc.) belong to me.
Rating: PG

Part 1

    Chantal Lewis made a beautiful bride.  She walked down the aisle with her dad beside her.  Kymberley Taylor looked from her to the groom.  Trent Malloy was beaming from ear to ear.  'And a nervous wreck,' thought Kym.
    The ceremony was beautiful, and when the couple kissed, both Katie and Tandi Malloy were in tears.  Soon the couple began dismissing the rows.
    "Trent, congratulations.  My baby!" Katie kissed and hugged her son and then Chantal.
    Tandi hugged them both and took off to find Tyler.
    "Congratulations you two," Kym hugged them both.
    "Thank you for coming, "Chantal said.  She whispered, "I think Tommy's looking for you."
    Kym smiled and headed for the doors of the church.  The day was beautiful and people began to talk among themselves.  Kym looked around for her blonde-headed boyfriend.  She saw him under the big tree, his tie loose around his neck.
     "Tommy, you looked wonderful standing next to your brother," Kym jokingly said.
     "Yeah," Tommy answered, rather nonchalantly.
     "What's wrong Tommy?  Is it a bad day or something?" a look of genuine concern crossed Kym's face.
     "Not really.  It's just, never mind.  Come on," Tommy grabbed Kym's hand and led her over to his family.
     "Oh, Tommy, you look so nice all dressed up!  You and Tyler both," his mom gushed.
     "Mo-om," Tommy said.  "I guess that Trent and Chantal are riding with only the maid-of-honor and best man.  So, I'll ride with Kym, if that's okay."
      "Sure," Katie looked worried, but smiled.
      "C'mon Kym," Tommy tugged at her hand.
      "Don't order her around so rough, Tommy!" Katie called after them.  Kym  laughed.
      "I'm sorry Kym, but it's just that...," Tommy became silent.
      Kym unlocked the doors to her car.  "You driving or me?"
      "You can," Tommy answered.
      They both got in and Kym started the car.  "Where to?  We're leaving before anyone else and it's really early for the reception."
       "I don't know.  Um… let's go to the park by the banquet hall."
       Kym and Tommy rode in silence except for the radio.  Kym pulled into the park and they both got out.  Tommy led the way to a bench, Kym following.
        "Now, Tommy.  What is wrong?  You're acting weird and it's starting to scare me." Kym sat next to Tommy and smoothed her knee-length burgundy skirt.
        "It's just that,… well, I… I'll tell you later, don't be scared.  I'm fine, I'm just… thinking," Tommy smiled and pushed a strand of Kym's blonde hair back from her face.  "Come on!" Tommy stood and took Kym's hand.
        "What?" Kym asked.  She stood and followed Tommy as he ran across the park to the swingset.  A young couple was pushing their kids.  Tommy grabbed an empty swing, he looked at Kym with a mischievous grin on his face.
         "Tom, I'm wearing a dress!" Kym laughed.
         "So?" he glanced from her to the swing and back.
         Reluctantly, Kym sat on the swing and Tommy began to push.  When she was soaring through the air, Tommy stopped pushing and came around to face her.   Kym laughed as the swing began to slow.  "Tommy, that was crazy.  You're crazy!" Tommy stopped the swing and Kym got off.
         "I know, and that's why you love me!" Tommy was beaming as they walked to the car together.  "I guess we'd better head to the reception," he turned and faced her.  "You look so beautiful today, thank-you for being here with me." He gently kissed her and opened the passenger door for her, "I'll drive."