Shelley
Six weeks later
We gathered outside Withernsea church. Charlie and Kai had already had a wedding ceremony under the sea and now they were having another on dry land. Things had been pretty settled for the last month. We had said goodbye to Samara temporarily, who had gone to begin her training.
I looked at the crowd gathered in the pews. Kim sat with her husband and Alyssa, a baby on each lap. Bartholomew sat at the other side of Alyssa. She had him eating out of her hand, and Darius had accepted they were dating after Alyssa had reassured him that she was taking it slow and that she wasn’t even sure Bartholomew was the one for her.
Frankie and Lucy were getting ready to set off travelling again. Ebony had decided to expand into the menswear line, and so now had reemployed my daughter as the business was so busy.
My adoptive father had been taken to the caves where his mind had been wiped of all the trauma. My adoptive mother had decided that it was time for them to start afresh and they were looking for a new place to live. She apologised that the places they were looking at were a plane journey away such as the south of France, Spain, and Florida. The truth was, neither Polly or I would mind too much that they were further away. It left us to get on with our lives. Drake had taken a page out of Kai’s book and had proposed to Polly. They were getting married next year.
Theo had got the bed-and-breakfast ready at last and was having an official opening on Halloween. His mum and Alistair had proved a great help around the place when they weren’t trying out each of the new bedrooms much to Theo’s disgust.
When Satan had been destroyed, it had unfortunately destroyed his replacement too. There was therefore a brand-new Satan employed, and after discussion with the Angels it had been officially agreed that I was no longer bound by my deal with the devil and could matchmake both humans and supernaturals alike. This was welcome, given that Lucy was about to travel again and Kim was still on maternity leave. My real mum had offered to come and help with the agency for a while, saying that it would be nice for us to spend more time together.
I didn’t know what the future held, but I knew one thing for sure.
I was pregnant.
It would appear that Cupid himself could consult Fate and ask for favours where he felt them to be deserved. He had gone into battle on mine and Theo’s behalf. Therefore, when I had felt recovered from my ordeal at the cafe, and we had had an evening with no one else home, we’d ended up gaining more than a few love bites that night.
I watched our daughter walk down the aisle in her fairytale white dress, beaming with happiness that Kai stood at the end of the altar. She had her arm through Theo's and I saw her have to use her strength to pull away from him to move to Kai's side. I shook my head smiling at his over-protectiveness. Later tonight, when we were alone, I would tell him our news. But this dusky late afternoon belonged to my daughter and her new husband.
Charlie had refused point-blank to have a wedding reception.
I couldn’t think why…