Standing at the alter in front of my soon to be husband about to say our vowels and I do is surreal. Never thought in a million years I'd wake up and be getting married. My hand is lightly in his hand as he recites his vows to me and a tear escapes trickling down my cheek. This is it!

Zane slides a ring onto my finger and I slide a matching one onto his. We say I do and the minister shouts you may kiss the bride!

Zane pulls me into the deepest, heart melting kiss there ever was. He swoops me up and carries me down the isle. Everyone immediately starts gathering the chairs and a group of guys started laying tile on the ground as a dance floor and the alter where we had just said our vows was turning into a stage.

Zane sets me lightly down on my feet. "Hi wife!" He grins.

"Hi husband!" I reach up to kiss him.

"One last thing before we get the party started." Joe says handing me an envelope.

"What's this?" I ask.

"Open it." He says.

"Is this...the results?" I ask Joe.

"Yes. I haven't looked at it, I wanted you too."

I open the envelope and read it carefully to myself. I truthfully just want to read the part that says whether he's my father or not. I shake my head handing it to Zane.

"Lucy it's ok. You are still apart of this family." Joe says stepping toward me to hug me.

"No that's not it. I'm too scared to read it."

"Go ahead Zane." Joe says.

Zane starts to read it and in a Jerry Springer voice he says Joe you are the father of Lucy by 99.9%.

Joe's face lights up and I don't know whether to laugh or cry or both I'm so happy! There is familiarity in his face to my own and our personality is similar.

Joe hugs me tight. "I got to walk my beautiful daughter down the isle today on her wedding day!"

"I've always wanted my dad to walk me down the isle and knew it wasn't possible because I didn't know who he was."

"Well now you do sweetheart." Joe says.

"Speaking of parents though. Where's Aunt Rita and Uncle Rick?" I ask.

"They weren't going to be able to make it for the wedding because it was last minute but they should be here within the hour." Zane says.

Out of the corner of my eye I see Martha walking toward us and once she reaches us she pulls Zane and I into a hug. "Congrats you two!"

"Thank you." Zane and I say in unison.

Joe holds the letter up. "It's official. I am her dad."

"Awe wow I'm so happy!!!!" Martha screams with excitement. "Well then I guess you should know the other part of your surprise."

Zane and I look at her in question. "I think the kids just need to celebrate their wedding day." Joe steps in.

"No no I want them to know the good news." Martha says and Joe pulls her to the side whispering something in her ear. "I don't care Joe she has the right to know."

"Alright so someone is going to tell me right now what's going on." I demand.

Martha looks at me and then Joe and takes a deep breath. She takes my hand in hers. "Honey, I'm your mom. My real name is Daphne."

"No! Stop, don't say another word! You're not my mother nor would you ever be."

"Lucy sweetie you are my daughter. When Rita gets here she will tell you. She knows everything too. I had to tell her."

"I wanted to wait until Rita go here for Martha to tell you, so they can tell you together." Joe explains.

"Fuck this shit!" I yell throwing the letter to the ground and run off toward my house.

Zane chases after me and I didn't know he was right behind me until I slammed the door off of his face and he screamed in pain. I turned around quickly and open the door as Zane cupped his nose because it was bleeding pretty heavy.

"Oh no! I'm so sorry Zane!" I apologize running into the kitchen for a wet paper towel.

I start dabbing at his nose and he reaches up stilling my hand and I collapse into a heap on the floor. The tears begin to fall suddenly and I feel as if I'm now drowning.

"Baby...baby please. Calm down. It's ok. My nose isn't broken. Just a little bit of blood." He settles himself on the floor and pulls me into his lap, holding me still until I start to calm down.

He pulls me away so he can look at my face and smears the tears across my cheeks wiping them away. He plants a soft kiss below my right eye.

"I'm sorry." I choke out.

"Lucy, honey it's ok. Do you want to talk about it?"

I shrug. "I'm really happy Joe turned out to be my dad but I wasn't expecting Martha to step up and say she's really Daphne, my mom. I'm just so confused Zane! You tried to make this a really special day and I'm ruining it for you. I'm so sorry." I begin to cry again.

"Lucy no need to cry and you haven't ruined our day. You said I do and that's really all that matters right now. That you are my wife and I'm your husband." Zane wipes at my tears.

There's a light tap on the door and Zane gets up to answer it. I hear two female voices and Zane shows them in. I look up and see that it's Aunt Rita and Martha or should I say Daphne or mom.

"Hi honey." Aunt Rita says kneeling down next to me. "Congratulations first of all. I'm so happy for you two." She smiles.

"Hi Aunt Rita and thank you. So she's my mom." I say pointing at Martha.

"Yes honey, she is. It's just pure coincidence that you ended up here."

"Why did you change your name?" I ask.

"Martha is my middle name. When Joe and I reunited we had thought it would be best to start over. Joe's real name is George."

"So you both started over?" I ask.

"Yes. I'm not a terrible person Lucy, Joe and I made a better life. We looked for you but we were lead to believe you were a baby boy. Rita never corrected me, and maybe because she didn't want me to know."

"Did you know that Aunt Rita and Uncle Rick took me in?"

"No I haven't spoken to her since the day I gave birth and they immediately took you away. I didn't even get to hold you." Martha explains.

"We should have been more honest with you." Aunt Rita says. "She did try to see you, she sent letters and cards that I never gave you. I didn't want you get hurt."

"Seriously? You left me in the dark this whole time, telling me she's horrible and not a good person, that I'm in a better place."

"I'm sorry Lucy. Uncle Rick begged me to end this and let your mom meet you, but I was selfish. I loved you so much that I thought she would have taken you from me. If she had thought you were a boy and saw you, a girl she would think your were mine. So I kept that a secret."

"You are right you should have been honest! But getting to know Martha these past few weeks, I can't see how she ever was a bad person."

"I'm not a bad person. Was just very young and made a lot of stupid choices. I regret all of it." Martha says.

"You're right Martha, you weren't a bad person at all. We all make mistakes and have to learn from them. As far as I can see you turned it around."

"OH MY GOSH! Why didn't I realize this sooner? You said your dads a millionaire, and coincidentally so is Aunt Rita's."

"Yes we both have been helping run the company. " Aunt Rita says.

"Did you know I was here?"

"No Lucy I didn't know until Martha called me to tell me you were getting married and then explained it all to me." Aunt Rita says.

"So where do I go from here?" I ask more direct at Zane.

"Baby I say we get out there to our guests and celebrate our marriage."

"I agree." Martha says. "We have plenty of time for this to all sink in."

"Yes let's get out there!" Aunt Rita says.

Zane takes my hand allowing Martha and Aunt Rita to walk ahead of us. He turns me to him and cups my face in his hands. "I'm not going to let anyone hurt you ever. Let's take it all one day at a time." He lifts my face to his and kisses me, while his fingers circle around the small of my back. "You're beautiful."

He leads me back out to where everyone is dancing on the platform that was built, music is blaring. While we were in there, gazebos were set up with tables. There were food tables and tables for the guests to sit at.

Lizzie spots us and waves us over to dance with her and Ryder. Surprisingly Zane can dance pretty well. Jamie brings us all a glass of wine and her and Serena join us as well.

We spot Paul and Travis walking toward holding hands! Yes! I knew it. They join in on the dance and suddenly the music is turned down. The DJ calls for the groom, best man and grooms men. He instructs everyone to clear the dance floor except me, the bride. He comes down its his mic in hand and leads me to the spot he wants me to stand in.

I wonder to myself what was going on. The DJ runs back to the booth and tells everyone that their attention needs to be on that floor. Music starts and Zane and Paul slide out onto the floor on their knees. Travis and Ryder join them and they all break out into dance moves performed in unison. They move through the routine as I stare in amazement. My girls come up next to me giggling.

"You knew about this?" I ask.

"Of coarse we knew." Lizzie laughs.

The girls run in and start dancing along with the guys. I start laughing hysterically. This dance is epic. The kids jump in and Martha and Joe. The guests! It's one big dance performance right in front of me. Zane emerges from the middle and takes me in his arms as we twirl in and out of people and he sings softly into my ear.

"You've made me the happiest man in the world." Zane says against my ear.

"You've made me the happiest girl in the world." I say back.

"Were you surprised?" He asks.

"Yes! How could I not be?"

Zane laughs. "You really are beautiful and I'm so lucky. Martha did a great job."

"Did you know she was my mom?" I ask.

"I did Lucy. But only knew since his morning. Joe told me, before she came over to take you shopping. I gave her an ultimatum and said if she didn't tell you I was. I wanted you to know and was hoping she'd tell you while you were shopping so it didn't interfere with the wedding."

"Well thank you. I'm glad to atleast know now."

"Are you ok?" He asks.

"Yeah surprisingly I am. I was a bit pissed off and shocked before, but now it's sinking in." I say.

"Well baby girl, things happen for a reason." Zane's smiles at me with that killer smile and dips me back. Our lips crash against one another and his hand rakes into my hair, pulling me closer against his lips. He sucks my bottom lip in between his teeth, let's go and leaves a little peck.