A/N: A little late to the game for "Lenny Week". Enjoy!
If someone asked him how he felt, the only thing he could think of to say was "light. Lighter than air."
Because he was floating. After thinking about it. After obsessing over it. After dreaming and fantasizing about it. "It" was just moments away.
But no one asked him how he felt. Everyone knew that of course. They did ask if he was nervous. But he wasn't. Calm. Much calmer than Sheldon. Much calmer than Raj. Perhaps even calmer than Howard. Glancing at his best friends and best-men to his left, then across the aisle at Bernadette, Amy and Penny's sister Brie, the Bride's attendants, he stood at the front of the aisle set up in the park. Just to the side of an arbor with beautiful flowers threaded throughout. The charcoal grey tuxedo with a white rose pinned to his lapel, identified him as the groom. He let out a laugh, unheard, when he thought it identified him as the luckiest man in the world.
A long white runner ran from just in front of his feet down the long aisle, past the rows of family and friends. On both sides a bit of stirring began and heads started to turn to the rear. In the split second before the music began, Leonard L. Hofstadter took in a deep breathe and felt an explosion that began at the center of his soul and spread throughout his entire body. Tears welled in his eyes as the most wonderful voice he had ever heard said inside his head "don't you dare cry Hofstadter. You know if you cry, I'll start crying."
Blinking and willing the tears back, he smiled widely as he saw Wyatt. Resting gently on the older man's right arm was hand and another arm. The second was slender and wrapped in white lace. Leonard moved his head. He craned his neck. He went up on his toes, trying to see more. But she was still out of his sight. They had paused. Then the music began. It wasn't the traditional wedding march that he had expected. The music that was played at the rehearsal the night before. It was different. It was music that was familiar to him. From West Side Story.
As the violins made their way softly through the opening bars, Sheldon cleared his throat and handed Leonard a neatly folded piece of paper.
"She asked me to give this to you at this moment" he said softly.
The music continued just as softly. Wyatt after leaning in to hear something his daughter said made his way to the center of the aisle, still at the rear. All eyes were on the Father of, and the Bride. Wyatt looked at his daughter waiting for a signal. She however, was looking directly in front of her. A beautiful, beaming smile hidden by her veil. A single tear dripped from her eye (thank God for water-proof make-up). She waited.
He read the words. In her handwriting. " 'Now it begins. Now it starts. One hand; one heart' I will love you forever". He looked up. He let a tear fall. She turned to her father, nodded once and walked toward her happiness.