Chapter Nine

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"Back here!" David called out, opening a secret door.

Everyone quickly and quietly walked into the secret bunker like room, David closing the door without coming in. Kirstie screamed for her brother, but couldn't do anything since there was no doorknob inside the room. They all heard muffled talking, followed by yelling and at least six gunshots. Kirstie went to scream again, but Scott grabbed her and covered her mouth as she collapsed into his arms, beginning to cry, not knowing if her brother was okay. Everyone was terrified, but they remained silent to keep themselves safe. Daniela took Kirstie from Scott and began to console the distraught woman as they waited for the sign of safety. The door suddenly opened, everyone expecting the worst.

"You're safe, guys," David called out, Kirstie running to hug her brother. "It turns out Scott's dad was trying to kill him, and got Mitch's mom to join him. I guess they were going to shoot up the whole wedding. Luckily, I went through basic police training for my classes. I was able to distract them before the police arrived. They were dumb enough to use all of their bullets trying to shoot us, so they were tazed and taken off. You are all safe now."

"Ahhh!" Kirstie cried out. "I think there's something wrong with the baby. I need to get checked out now."

"Everyone go on to the cafe for your dinner," David demanded. "I am going to make sure Kit and the baby are okay. We will meet you there."

Mitch was paler than usual, from complete fear, as Scott and him, with everyone else, went to the cafeteria. When they got there, there was a huge Italian buffet, prepared by Mitch's aunt and cousins, and almost everyone relaxed once they smelled the authentic Italian food. Mitch, though, was still anxious, worrying about Kirstie and their unborn child. The couple got in line first, getting their plates, them both grabbing a bottle of creme soda. They sat down and waited for everyone to grab their meal, the whole group joining hands as Mike said a prayer over their meal. They all sat down and began to eat their meal.

"Do I still get my seat next to you?" The couple heard Kirstie say, them both looking at her.

"Is everything okay?" Mitch asked, very concerned.

"The shooting caused high blood pressure," Kirstie explained, Mitch relaxing a little. "Everything is okay now."

"Then get you some authentic Italian," Mitch smiled. "Everything is gluten free up there, even the pizza."

"Great," Kirstie nodded, walking away and coming back with quite a bit of food. "Aside from the shooting, did you enjoy your wedding?"

"Of course I did," he beamed, Mike going up to the stage that they sat up.

"Hello, everyone," Mike spoke into the microphone. "Now that we are safe and eating, I would like to say a few words. I have always liked Scott since him and my son met. They were really good for each other. I am proud of my child and I am excited to call Scott my son-in law. Now, I managed, with Dani's help, to find a few videos of Scott singing. She helped me download the audio and put together a cute little slideshow. I hope you enjoy this thing that Dani and I made for you"

Mike stepped down and the lights dimmed, the monitor came to life. Music began as baby pictures popped up, followed by pictures from when they met. Throughout the pictures of the years they knew each other, there were videos of them having fun and being inseparable. Mitch's head rested on Scott's shoulder, Scott kissing his husband's forehead as they reminisced the wild times they had together.

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