Not Expecting to Collide (COMPLETE) - ABP Fanfiction

Chapter 66 - Knock

October came down the stairs to find Bam waiting for her in the library. He had showered. He was wearing his black jeans and her favourite shirt, the blue one that matched his eyes, over a black, fitted tank top. The sleeves were rolled up to just below his elbows. His leather cuff band adorned one wrist. His hair was pulled back at the nape of his neck with a length of leather cord. He peered at her through his glasses as she stepped off the bottom step.
"You took so long that I thought maybe you had changed your mind." He said with a grin. She tugged on her clothes and smoothed her top over her baby bump. "No." She replied uncertainly. "I was looking for something pretty to wear." Bam stood from his chair and walked over to kiss her on the lips. "I don't care what you wear."
October gave him a small smile but shook her head. "I just want to look nice for our wedding."
"Baby, you'd look good in a gunny sack." He wrapped his arms around her waist and led her over to sit in his lap on the couch. October stroked her hands through his hair and asked. "Are you sure you want to get married today?" Bam kissed her temple. "I've never been more sure of anything in my life. Are you having second thoughts?"
October shook her head. "No. I know we don't have all the answers but I know that I want you to be with us." She put her hands on her stomach. "I was just wondering if you wanted to wait until your family could be here."
Bam held back a scowl. "I don't want Da there. At this point I'm not sure I ever want to see him again. My mother made her choice clear when she stood by my father and said nothing." October cupped his cheek sympathetically. "And what of your brothers and sisters? Don't you want them at our wedding?" Bam sighed.
"My brothers and sisters won't care if they are at the actual ceremony. They will just be happy for me - for us, whenever we tell them our news." He pulled October closer to his chest. "I'm here and you're here. That's all that matters." October smiled to hear her own words from last Christmas repeated back to her. "You two are now my family."
The front door opened just as Bam lowered his mouth to hers. She tore her mouth away to glare at August. "Don't you ever knock?" She asked in playful annoyance.
August shrugged. "I never had to before."
"What would you say if you walked in on us en flagrante delicto?" October replied as she moved off of Bam's lap to stand up.
"In fragrance what? What does that even mean?"
October shook her head. "It means; knock!" She walked over to give August a hug, then hugged Robert who came in the door just behind him. "You guys are early." She observed.
August gave Robert an affectionate shove.  "Robert thought the bride might need help getting ready."
"Well," October bit her lip. "I couldn't find anything nice to wear." Robert held his hand out to her. "Then it's a good thing I came." He replied as October took his hand in hers. "Where are we going?" She asked as she slid on her shoes. "There's a vintage boutique in Inglewood I just know will have something perfect for you." October grabbed her purse and keys and left through the door Robert held open for her. "We'll meet you there at four-thirty sharp." Robert called over his shoulder before the door closed.
August put his hands on his hips and grinned. "Good, they're gone. I wanted to talk to you alone." Bam stood from the couch and cocked an eyebrow. "You bring your knives?"
August grinned but shrugged his shoulders. "Nope."
Bam heaved an exaggerated sigh of relief. "I brought something better." August continued. He put his hand in his pocket and produced a small, black box. He opened the lid and handed it to Bam, who grinned widely. "Geez, Auggie. You're not really my type."
August rolled his eyes as Bam took the box from his hand. "It was our grandmother's." He explained. "I didn't know if you would have a ring for her and I thought you could use this."
Bam studied the ring in the case; a vintage emerald-cut diamond surrounded by tiny blue sapphires - October's birthstone.  No, he hadn't even thought about a ring for her. Of course, one doesn't need a ring to get married but he'd done so many things wrong with October, this was one more step in the right direction.
Having August's help meant a lot to him.  "I don't know how to thank you, man." Bam said quietly, trying to not to make things completely awkward.
August smirked. "Just don't fuck it up. That's how you can thank me. I still have my knives."
Bam took one last look at the ring and slipped it into his jeans pocket. "I'm glad we had this little chat." He grinned. August clapped him on the back. "Now come on, we have just enough time for a quick stop at the pub."
"Pub?" Bam questioned.
"Yes," August replied as he opened the front door. "It will be the world's smallest bachelor party!"
Both men laughed as the door shut behind them. 

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With Robert's help, October was able to find a gorgeous, cream-coloured lace dress that Robert said was 'classy and elegant'. They even had time for a quick stop at the florist, where Robert insisted on a small hand-bouquet of white lilies and greenery.

Getting married in Alberta is actually quite a simple process. A quick trip to the registry to obtain a marriage license  took Bam and October all of twenty minutes and seventy-five dollars (Canadian).

August had called in a favour from a restauranteur-friend named Jacque and secured the private room in the back of his restaurant for Bam and October to exchange vows. October managed to contact a marriage commissioner with whom she had worked a wedding earlier that year.

Although the small wedding party numbered only five (including the commissioner), there couldn't have been a more joyous occasion anywhere else in the entire city that night. Bam's voice never faltered as he promised to love and cherish October as long as they both shall live. October's eyes shone brightly as Bam produced her grandmother's ring and slipped it onto her finger. As soon as the paper was signed, Jacque had champagne brought in.
The four revellers celebrated late into the evening. Eventually it all became too much for the expectant mother and October stifled a yawn.
Bam put his arm around her shoulders and murmured into her ear. "Are you ready to go home, Mrs. Brown?"
October smiled at her new title and nodded. "Yes, I need to get out of this dress." She replied tiredly.
His lips brushed her ear as he whispered to her. "And I can't wait to get you out of that dress either." Bam cocked a devilish grin that didn't go unnoticed by August, who scoffed at him. "Dude, hey, that's my sister."
Bam ducked his head in a feeble attempt to hide his wide smile. "I know, but now she's my wife."
They bid August and Robert good night as Bam helped October on with her coat.
As they walked through the door of the restaurant, Bam winked at August as his smile grew impossibly wider. "If you come by the house tomorrow, you'd better knock first." August's jaw dropped to the floor. They could hear Robert laugh loudly as they exited the building.