The Love of A LifeTime
Author: Nicole (sv4ever07)
Spoilers: All of seasons one and two (all the way through The Telling)
Rating: PG (maybe PG-13)
Summary: With the upcoming nuptials of friends, Michael has a lot of thinking to do, when he decides to finally reveal his feelings to Sydney, all things go wrong.
Pairings: S/V and M/C
Author's Note: Okay so this is the first challenge that I have entered and I really hope it is good and please read and review
(3rd person POV)
They sat in the kitchen of his apartment, what he soon hoped would be their apartment.
He had ordered Chinese food and had had it delivered, it was after all her favorite food.
Tonight had to be perfect, he was nervous enough already, and it seemed like as each second passed his nerves increased (if that was even entirely possible.)
He looked up and became completely transfixed with the look of pure love pouring out through her eyes.
Butterflies began to form in his stomach as he thought about how much his life would change tonight - whether she said yes or no - his life would still change.
The time was coming and soon, and he was growing more and more nervous, to the point that he was visibly sweating.
Wiping the sweat off his forehead, he looked up to see her chomping on the sesame chicken, her favorite.
Now was the time he decided, jumping up from the table quickly, fingering the black velvet box in the front pocket of his blazer.
"Marshall?" Carrie asked, "what's wrong?"
He started pacing back and forth across the kitchen floor, rubbing his forehead. "Marshall, you're starting to scare me. What's going on?" Carrie questioned nervously.
Marshall quickly wiped the sweat off his brow once more. "N-nothing's wrong Car," he replied shakily.
"Something must be wrong Marshall," she told him, "the only time you stutter now is when you're nervous, so I know something is wrong."
"So maybe I do have something on my mind," he said, "But that soon will be resolved."
Carrie's look turned from scared to suspicious as she tried to interpret Marshall's statement. But he didn't give her enough time to decode his cryptic words.
Next thing she knew, Marshall was down on one knee in front of her, grasping her hands tightly.
Tears started to steadily flow down her cheeks and he hadn't even said anything yet.
"Care-bear," he said, "Look at me."
She brought her tear-streaked face up to meet his. He smiled, as she answered his smile with one of her own, her eyes crinkling around the corners, a few tears squeezing out the sides.
He grabbed her hands tighter, "Carrie, I've loved you from the first minute I saw you in that debrief, you called me Mr. Flinkman, and I was just like wow! I instantly fell head over heels for you! Then you asked me out for sushi and I realized that you liked me too," he confessed, getting choked up, "And now sitting here, I know you love me as much as I love you, and that's what gave me the courage to ask you this next question. Carrie will you make me the happiest and luckiest man in this world and marry me?"
"Oh my," she replied, the tears once again gracing her beautiful cheeks, "Of course I will. There's nothing I want more than you as my husband."
Marshall smiled, suddenly not as nervous as he had been. He grabbed the velvet box out of his pocket and opened it to reveal the small, princess-cut diamond ring. He fidgeted as he placed the ring on her finger.
They would be eternally bound and as Marshall kissed Carrie, they began their new life together.
* * * *
6 months later... (June 14, 2006) (Vaughn's POV)
I sat in the crowd that day, my beautiful girlfriend sitting next to me, all our friends surrounding us as we sat and watced two of our other friends unite together through their love.
Sydney squeezed my hand sitting beside me. "Isn't it such a beautiful ceremony?" she whispered.
I nodded, "Just like someone else I know." I told her.
She smiled back a slightly strained smile. Things still hadn't gotten back to how they had been 3 years before. It had been a year since she had come back from the "dead," only to find that her life had changed - Marshall and Carrie were together, Will was luckily alive, Francie and EvilFrancie were both dead, the love of her life was married to his ex-girlfriend Alice, and her life had fallen apart.
That had been a year ago and luckily exactly two months ago the divorce papers had come through. I have been free of Alice for two months to the day, and I had been back with Sydney for the same amount of time.
I was watching the wedding when I thought back to the last time I had been to a wedding. I had been the groom.
~Flashback~
It couldn't have been a more disastrous night. I had no clue what I was doing. I had been seeing Alice again for a month and a half and I had been drunk.
She had taken advantage of me, "Michael but don't you love me?" she had asked.
"Yeah sure, whatever Alice," I had slurred.
She had grabbed my hand, "Michael, I love you and I know that you love me too. Now we were together for five years before this and look where that got us, back to square one. What our relationship needs is a committment. I can give a committment, can you Michael?" she had asked me.
I unconciously nodded and she took that as a yes. She had ended up taking me down to the city hall, essentially we had eloped. I had no clue what was going on until I woke up the next morning married to Alice.
I figured, what's the hurt? At least she thought I loved her, even though my heart wasn't with her.
And then Sydney had come back and everything had changed...
~End Flashback~
I cringed and Sydney noticed. "Are you okay?" she asked quietly.
I nodded, not being able to say a word staring into those chocolate brown eyes that I loved. I squeezed her hand and tuned back into the wedding ceremony going on in front of me.
Of course I had missed most of the ceremony, but I did tune in to hear the minister say, "By the power vested in me and by the State of California, I now pronounce you husband and wife, you may kiss your bride."
Marshall lifted the veil over Carrie's head and the two of them kissed. Once they had seperated, the minister said, "May I now present Mr. and Mrs. Marshall Flinkman."
Everyone in the crowd, including Sydney and myself, clapped as the happy couple walked down the aisle.
* * * *
Half an hour later, we all sat in Francie's restaurant (which was now being run by Will) at the reception. As Sydney and I walked in hand-in-hand, Sydney was signing the guestbook for the two of us.
She was writing when I leaned over to whisper in her ear, "You know that I love you right?" I asked.
She looked up at me with tears in her eyes and handed me the pen she had taken out of her purse, she turned and ran out the front door.
I stared in shock and disbelief at her retreating back, occasionally glancing down at the heart patterned pen in my hand.
I had to tough it out because it was Marshall and Carrie's wedding day, I had to show them some respect.
I causally walked in and sat down at a booth by myself. I sighed when I saw Marshall and Carrie coming my way.
Once they got here, Marshall asked, "Where's Syd?"
I looked up at them with tears in my eyes. "She's gone. She gave me a pen. I gave her my heart, she gave me a pen," I replied holding the pen up for everyone to view.
"And you love her?" Carrie questioned.
"Of course," I told them, "With all my heart."
"Then go after her," Marshall said.
"But..." I was beginning to say, but Carrie cut me off.
"Don't worry about us," she explained, "Love is more important than anything else in the world."
I nodded, jumping up from the booth and heading for the door, I knew exactly where to find her...
* * * *
Twenty minutes later, I was strolling down the pier, looking for the love of my life, and then I spotted her.
Before I had even reached her, she asked, "How did you know I was here?"
"I remember everything we've ever talked about Syd," I replied with a slight smile on my face.
"What are you doing here?" she questioned.
"You know exactly what I'm doing here," I told her, a grim look on my face.
"Tell me again?" she begged.
"I love you?" I quizzically asked.
She couldn't hold it in any longer, she flung herself into my arms, crying uncontrollably onto my shoulder. Between muffled sobs, I heard the four words I had waited all my life to hear, "I love you too."
TBC...
Author: Nicole (sv4ever07)
Spoilers: All of seasons one and two (all the way through The Telling)
Rating: PG (maybe PG-13)
Summary: With the upcoming nuptials of friends, Michael has a lot of thinking to do, when he decides to finally reveal his feelings to Sydney, all things go wrong.
Pairings: S/V and M/C
Author's Note: Okay so this is the first challenge that I have entered and I really hope it is good and please read and review
(3rd person POV)
They sat in the kitchen of his apartment, what he soon hoped would be their apartment.
He had ordered Chinese food and had had it delivered, it was after all her favorite food.
Tonight had to be perfect, he was nervous enough already, and it seemed like as each second passed his nerves increased (if that was even entirely possible.)
He looked up and became completely transfixed with the look of pure love pouring out through her eyes.
Butterflies began to form in his stomach as he thought about how much his life would change tonight - whether she said yes or no - his life would still change.
The time was coming and soon, and he was growing more and more nervous, to the point that he was visibly sweating.
Wiping the sweat off his forehead, he looked up to see her chomping on the sesame chicken, her favorite.
Now was the time he decided, jumping up from the table quickly, fingering the black velvet box in the front pocket of his blazer.
"Marshall?" Carrie asked, "what's wrong?"
He started pacing back and forth across the kitchen floor, rubbing his forehead. "Marshall, you're starting to scare me. What's going on?" Carrie questioned nervously.
Marshall quickly wiped the sweat off his brow once more. "N-nothing's wrong Car," he replied shakily.
"Something must be wrong Marshall," she told him, "the only time you stutter now is when you're nervous, so I know something is wrong."
"So maybe I do have something on my mind," he said, "But that soon will be resolved."
Carrie's look turned from scared to suspicious as she tried to interpret Marshall's statement. But he didn't give her enough time to decode his cryptic words.
Next thing she knew, Marshall was down on one knee in front of her, grasping her hands tightly.
Tears started to steadily flow down her cheeks and he hadn't even said anything yet.
"Care-bear," he said, "Look at me."
She brought her tear-streaked face up to meet his. He smiled, as she answered his smile with one of her own, her eyes crinkling around the corners, a few tears squeezing out the sides.
He grabbed her hands tighter, "Carrie, I've loved you from the first minute I saw you in that debrief, you called me Mr. Flinkman, and I was just like wow! I instantly fell head over heels for you! Then you asked me out for sushi and I realized that you liked me too," he confessed, getting choked up, "And now sitting here, I know you love me as much as I love you, and that's what gave me the courage to ask you this next question. Carrie will you make me the happiest and luckiest man in this world and marry me?"
"Oh my," she replied, the tears once again gracing her beautiful cheeks, "Of course I will. There's nothing I want more than you as my husband."
Marshall smiled, suddenly not as nervous as he had been. He grabbed the velvet box out of his pocket and opened it to reveal the small, princess-cut diamond ring. He fidgeted as he placed the ring on her finger.
They would be eternally bound and as Marshall kissed Carrie, they began their new life together.
* * * *
6 months later... (June 14, 2006) (Vaughn's POV)
I sat in the crowd that day, my beautiful girlfriend sitting next to me, all our friends surrounding us as we sat and watced two of our other friends unite together through their love.
Sydney squeezed my hand sitting beside me. "Isn't it such a beautiful ceremony?" she whispered.
I nodded, "Just like someone else I know." I told her.
She smiled back a slightly strained smile. Things still hadn't gotten back to how they had been 3 years before. It had been a year since she had come back from the "dead," only to find that her life had changed - Marshall and Carrie were together, Will was luckily alive, Francie and EvilFrancie were both dead, the love of her life was married to his ex-girlfriend Alice, and her life had fallen apart.
That had been a year ago and luckily exactly two months ago the divorce papers had come through. I have been free of Alice for two months to the day, and I had been back with Sydney for the same amount of time.
I was watching the wedding when I thought back to the last time I had been to a wedding. I had been the groom.
~Flashback~
It couldn't have been a more disastrous night. I had no clue what I was doing. I had been seeing Alice again for a month and a half and I had been drunk.
She had taken advantage of me, "Michael but don't you love me?" she had asked.
"Yeah sure, whatever Alice," I had slurred.
She had grabbed my hand, "Michael, I love you and I know that you love me too. Now we were together for five years before this and look where that got us, back to square one. What our relationship needs is a committment. I can give a committment, can you Michael?" she had asked me.
I unconciously nodded and she took that as a yes. She had ended up taking me down to the city hall, essentially we had eloped. I had no clue what was going on until I woke up the next morning married to Alice.
I figured, what's the hurt? At least she thought I loved her, even though my heart wasn't with her.
And then Sydney had come back and everything had changed...
~End Flashback~
I cringed and Sydney noticed. "Are you okay?" she asked quietly.
I nodded, not being able to say a word staring into those chocolate brown eyes that I loved. I squeezed her hand and tuned back into the wedding ceremony going on in front of me.
Of course I had missed most of the ceremony, but I did tune in to hear the minister say, "By the power vested in me and by the State of California, I now pronounce you husband and wife, you may kiss your bride."
Marshall lifted the veil over Carrie's head and the two of them kissed. Once they had seperated, the minister said, "May I now present Mr. and Mrs. Marshall Flinkman."
Everyone in the crowd, including Sydney and myself, clapped as the happy couple walked down the aisle.
* * * *
Half an hour later, we all sat in Francie's restaurant (which was now being run by Will) at the reception. As Sydney and I walked in hand-in-hand, Sydney was signing the guestbook for the two of us.
She was writing when I leaned over to whisper in her ear, "You know that I love you right?" I asked.
She looked up at me with tears in her eyes and handed me the pen she had taken out of her purse, she turned and ran out the front door.
I stared in shock and disbelief at her retreating back, occasionally glancing down at the heart patterned pen in my hand.
I had to tough it out because it was Marshall and Carrie's wedding day, I had to show them some respect.
I causally walked in and sat down at a booth by myself. I sighed when I saw Marshall and Carrie coming my way.
Once they got here, Marshall asked, "Where's Syd?"
I looked up at them with tears in my eyes. "She's gone. She gave me a pen. I gave her my heart, she gave me a pen," I replied holding the pen up for everyone to view.
"And you love her?" Carrie questioned.
"Of course," I told them, "With all my heart."
"Then go after her," Marshall said.
"But..." I was beginning to say, but Carrie cut me off.
"Don't worry about us," she explained, "Love is more important than anything else in the world."
I nodded, jumping up from the booth and heading for the door, I knew exactly where to find her...
* * * *
Twenty minutes later, I was strolling down the pier, looking for the love of my life, and then I spotted her.
Before I had even reached her, she asked, "How did you know I was here?"
"I remember everything we've ever talked about Syd," I replied with a slight smile on my face.
"What are you doing here?" she questioned.
"You know exactly what I'm doing here," I told her, a grim look on my face.
"Tell me again?" she begged.
"I love you?" I quizzically asked.
She couldn't hold it in any longer, she flung herself into my arms, crying uncontrollably onto my shoulder. Between muffled sobs, I heard the four words I had waited all my life to hear, "I love you too."
TBC...
