For the second time in as many days, Lenni was unsettled. This was all Beckett's fault. He was such a jerk. Why had he even come to her room if all he wanted to do was tell her that he didn't believe in marriage?

He wanted to get laid, that's why he came. She should've known better than to start anything with her boss in the first place. This was ridiculous. She was too old to be making such silly decisions. He had seemed so sweet, but he was saying whatever it took to get in her pants.

"You're looking a little down." Potter patted her knee. "Did you even hear the last thing I said?"

Lenni shook her head and sighed. "I'm sorry, I wasn't paying attention."

"I think we're going to miss the whole thing at this pace," Potter said. "The car hasn't moved in the last twenty minutes and the ceremony is supposed to start only five minutes from now."

Lenni craned her neck to try and see out the window, but it was useless. The windows of the town car were tinted a deep black. Even with the tints, she could see that there were people outside trying to take her picture. Not her specifically, but whoever was in the limo. They wanted any pictures they could get. Since the thing was taking place under a tent, it was going to be impossible to get any pictures once they were inside.

"It was obvious something was going to happen today," she told Potter. "No one's going to even be able to get a picture of us or anyone else. But these guys are slowing everyone down. I don't know how anyone is going to make it."

"Good point," Potter said. "That doesn't mean I'm happy about this. I'm going to text Stephanie and see where they are."

"I'm sure they're behind us," Lenni assured her. "Which won't make Beckett very happy that everyone in his party is going to be late, but oh well."

She swung her foot in the small space. She wished she could just get out and walk.

"Don't tell me Beckett said something about his stepmother?" Potter's fingers flew across her phone.

"Of course he did. He isn't a very happy that we got our pictures taken yesterday."

She didn't want to spill all her secrets just yet. But she was too angry to say nothing.

"Of course he isn't," Potter shook her head. "Beckett has always been angry about Stephanie and his father's marriage."

"And marriage in general."

Potter chuckled. "Not really. He says he's against marriage, but that's the little boy in him talking. For a grown man he really is embarrassingly immature at times."

Lenni cracked a smile. "That's a fair assessment."

"You know he always thought of Stephanie as his own," Potter mused. "Even though he's an adult, he's never really seen her or his father as their own separate adults. He only sees them as his beloved nanny and his father. He's really just a scared boy at heart. That's why he's always saying loudly how he isn't going to get married and that's it so stupid. He doesn't really mean it."

"But does he have to be so mean?"

"He's hurt, dear. Seeing them together makes him remember not only his mother's death but the betrayal he felt when he learned they were dating. It really cut him to the core."

"Has he ever talked to anyone about it?" Lenni could laugh picturing the great bear talking to a therapist or someone of that sort. She knew the answer was likely no. He would never tell anyone how he really felt.

"Do you think Beckett would ever talk to anyone?"

"No, but I was hoping maybe he had. It really could help him."

"I'm not so sure. He knows all of his feelings and what they mean, but that doesn't mean he that accepts the situation for what it is."

"What situation?"

"That his mother is dead and she's never coming back." Potter wiped her eye. "Enough of the sad conversation on such a happy day."

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you sad."

"Not your fault, dear. I just hope that one day I get to be at Beckett's big day. I hope he can get past all his demons and end up happy too." Her phone buzzed at that moment. "Oh gosh."

"Well what do they say?"

"They're already there," Potter said, astonished. "How could they have beaten us?"

Now Lenni was worried. "What if we really do miss the ceremony? That would be such a disaster."

"We should walk." Potter looked outside. "It isn't much farther to the tent. We could be there in a flash.:

Lenni looked at the flashes hitting her side of the car. "Is that really a good idea?"

"Don't let Beckett scare you. There's no harm in getting your picture taken."

"But Jasper and Leah have gone out of their way to be sure this day is as private as can be."

"Two of their guests getting their pictures taken won't be the end of the world. Don't say anything and just keep your head high."

Lenni looked at her feet. "I'm going to have to take off my shoes."

Potter nodded. "It's not a far walk. It'll take us less than three minutes if we don't get stopped."

"I don't think you two should walk," the driver interrupted them. "There's no security."

Lenni didn't even know he had been listening.

Potter tapped her chin. "There should be security near the gate. Could you radio ahead and ask them to come walk us?"

The driver took out his walkie-talkie and started working.

"This really is more complicated than it needs to be," Lenni said. "I don't want to cause a commotion."

"Yes, but if everyone is mostly there, we must be the back of the pack," Potter pointed out. "For all we know the bride is already there and we'll make a commotion walking in late."

Lenni hadn't even thought about that. "Let's just walk."

She put her hand on the doorknob and the driver gave them one last warning.

"The guards are still probably a minute and a half away. Give it a moment and you ladies are good to go. Not that I'm telling you to walk. For the record, I think this is a dangerous idea. I'd prefer it if you two stayed here. Even if you miss the ceremony, you won't miss the party."

"I've known this young man his whole life," Potter said resolutely. "These photographers aren't going to get out of the way and I'm not going to miss this for the world."

There was a knock at the window and the flashes stopped for a moment. It was security. They were going to be able to walk.

Lenni flung open the door and the cameramen descended on her like a swarm of locusts. She almost stepped back in the car they were so ferocious. The lights blinded her for a second, and then she felt Potter's hand on the small of her back.

"Just straight ahead, dear. Security will lead us from here." Potter kept her hand around her waist and guided Lenni.

Beckett wasn't going to be happy, but she only lived once. She wasn't going to let him in his grumpy mood ruin this day for her. Beckett be damned; she was going to get to this ceremony on time and Potter was going to see what she worked so hard to come and enjoy.