Because there are no stories about Leah, so I paired her with one of my characters. Enjoy and please tell me how you like it.
Little Hannah Reynolds and her cousin Zander Shannon walked down the aisle, one threw flower petals behind her, the other holding the pillow gently, as it held two rings. After them was Maddy, Skye, Alicia, and Elizabeth who walked with Mark, Josh, Malcom and Jim respectively.
Leah Marcos had wanted a small wedding, her friends and family anyway, but Boylon had to step in and set up the wedding since it was Nathaniel Jr. she was tying the knot with.
Nathaniel Senior stood next to Leah who wore a strapless silken dress that was like a water fall on her body, showing her curvy, slender form. She chose to wear flat white shoes though they were covered by the dress's long skirt. Maddy had even done her makeup since she almost never wore any, other than eyeliner, and she was happy to say she glowed.
"You look perfect, stop pacing," the Commander said and took her hand, and made her face him. "Licia told me to give you this." He lifted a white rose like flower and places it behind her ear. Her hair was laying in gentle curls down her back to the middle of it. She chose not to wear a veil, she didn't want to material weighing down her hair.
"Okay, Leak look at me." The Commander kept hold of her hands, "You're my best soldier after my wife, and Mark, though you are better than my son," he leaned in and whispered, "Don't tell him I said that," She giggled. "You will be fine, take a deep breath." She did as he said and he placed her hand in the crook of his arm.
They walked out into the street and led her down to the market. When Leah saw the command center over the houses her mind jumped back to when she first met the boy.
"Hi, I'm Zoe, and this is Leah." Seven year old Zoe Shannon pointed to her friend next to her. It was the day Alicia was found alive, along with Carter and the son she was able to birth against all odds. She remembered the way he stared at her, she thought it was weird, but smiled anyways. She had first thought it was because he hadn't seen many people.
Commander Taylor walked her past Washington Monument, still standing even after Alicia came home. Even after she insisted they take it down all of Terra Nova wanted it there.
"Leah," She felt a hand grasp her own and curl it's fingers around her palm. "Why is my Mom mad?" he was six and she was ten, she hated to say it but he had crawled into her heart , but she saw him as a little brother then.
"Nat," she used his nickname on him, "It was put up when they thought she died, but I think it reminds people of her bravery too."
"Oh," he was silent after that, but he kept her hand in his palm.
She saw the sea just past the statue and the beach, a smile creeping onto her face.
Sixteen year old Zoe laid out on her beach towel as Leah's brother, Sam, slowly rubbed their equivalent of sun tan lotion on her back, visibly pink in the face.
Nathaniel Jr. walked to them and asked where Leah was, having come to the beach when his mother told him her whereabouts.
Zoe smiled, well aware of his crush on her friend, and pointed at the waves. Nathaniel looked up and literally got a bloody nose. Leah walked out of the surf in a two piece swimsuit, hair wet and breathing hard from the laps she did. It had been around the time when she was getting ready to join the army as a field medic and her figure was incredibly fit.
She saw the red and ran towards Nat, grabbing his towel and pressing it to his nose, "Are you sick today," she remembered asking the almost thirteen year old as he stared at her body.
He shook his head and reached up to hold her hand, like he always did in her presence.
They passed the orchards as another memory wiggled to the top of her mind, a smile curving her red lips.
It had been a decade since the beach incident and they were now both corporals in the army, they were often seen hanging out together when off duty. He had decided to take her to the orchards where they walked among the trees. He reached out and grabbed her hand, stopping her where she stood.
"Leah, what are we?" he asked, he had loved too much to be a little brother or a best friend, and scared away anyone who wanted to court her.
"Best friends, we've always been that," She said with a smile and turned to keep walking, but he grabbed her bicep with his free hand to keep her facing him.
"I…want to be more than friends." He whispered and looked into her sea blue eyes with his silvery ones.
She hadn't known what to say, she had suspected, but she didn't see him like that. She shook her head and wiggled from his powerful grasp, his powerful hand let her go.
Leah went straight to her home and cried. The look in his eyes when she pulled away was heartbreaking. She sank to the floor and when her sister-law found her she told her the problem.
"Maybe," Zoe started, "You should date him, see what happens."
"How, I've never even seen him that way." She confessed afraid that she could never face him again.
"Just go please, for me." She pouted her lips, making Leah sigh in defeat and nod.
"Okay."
Leah looked at the house that house Nathaniel had once shared with Derk, Max, and Alex, all soldiers.
"Yo Nat, girl's here for ya." Derk had yelled and retreated into the house as Nathaniel exited the house.
"What?" He snapped, darkened mood that she was there after hurting him earlier.
She scoffed and nearly slapped him, "Well I was going to say we could try this, but I guess not." She turned on her heel. She felt his hand grab her elbow, and tug, spinning her around and pulling her to his chest.
He leaned down and pressed his lips to her's. Leah never really looked at him before, but she definitely felt him as her hands slide up his muscled arms and rounded his shoulders, his hands sliding to her waist.
She thought this would be repulsive, kissing him after so long with a platonic relationship, but he was a really good kisser.
Leah sighed into the kiss and he tilted her head back to kiss her deeper, tongue snaking into her warm, wet mouth.
Several wolf whistles sounded before someone said. "Ow, ow, Taylor got's himself a sweet piece of-"
"Finish that, Alex I dare you." Leah barked with Nat scowling at him, having pulled apart but still very much pressed together.
When the men laughed at them and went back inside the house, Nathaniel looked at her, "I suppose I should do this right, or my dad will kill me." He cleared his throat and pulled himself from her, taking one of her hands instead, "Will you allow me to court you?"
"Oh God, you've been talking to Mark haven't you?" He nodded and smiled. "Yes, I will love for you to court me." She giggled when he kissed her hand before pulling Leah back to him and continuing where they left off.
She smiled at the memory and glanced at The Commander, who was watching her intently.
"What are you remembering now?" he asked with a warm smile.
"Nat's an' my first kiss," she blushed and looked back at the settlement, her eye landing on her brother's house.
Zoe had been cooped up inside on pregancy bed rest when the baby started doing funny things and Sam checked in as often as he could from the research labs.
"I am so lucky your sister is my boss." He would say to his wife when he got home early.
Leah and Nathaniel had been dating for a year, and they kept their old style dating very strict, which often meant leaving each other after a heated make out session left the hot and bothered. So to take the edge off they helped a very pregnant Zoe with whatever she needed as much as possible.
Sam and Zoe had invited them over for a small family and friends get together, when Zoe dropped a plate unexpectedly.
She looked at the floor and leaned down to get it when she gasped again clutching her stomach. Sam grabbed her and walked her to the table, where she sat while Leah cleaned up the plate for her.
"Oh, I'm fine, it's just-AHHHH." Zoe let out a scream before looking at her husband and speaking the scariest words in his life. "It's time." She said and was ushered out of the house by a flustered Sam. Leah threw the broken plate away and grabbed Zoe's overnight bag, exiting the unit as Nathaniel locked up.
They sat in the waiting room with the other Shannons, Reynolds and Taylors pacing before Sam walked out of the room with a nurse. "Twins."
"What?" Everyone said and the nurse took over.
"One of the twins is slightly smaller than the other and was hiding behind her big brother."
Commander Taylor smiled at the scientist, "Congratulations Mr. Marcos, twins and a swollen hand."
"Broken actually," Sam corrected and Jim let out a laugh.
"Jim." Elizabeth began chastising him.
After an hour everyone was allowed to see Zoe and her babies. Nat held Jacob Marcos in his arms and looked lovingly at the baby. He looked up to see Leah holding Juliette Marcos.
"Leah?"
"Yes, Nathaniel ?"
"I've decided, we're getting married, I want to have kids." He smiled at her though he could see everyone's surprised face around them.
"Not exactly a romantic proposal and I thought I was supposed to bring up the baby subject?" She feigned being offended, but smiled when he laughed at her.
"But will you?" he pleaded.
"Have your babies, of course."
"Yes…I mean no, I mean yes, but were getting married first." He passed the baby he held to his niece, Alicia Beth Taylor, named after his own mother.
"So all it took to get you to propose was me having kids?" Zoe murmured, exhaustion clear in her voice, "Sam why didn't you knock me up sooner?" This brought a laugh from most of the room, except for Jim and Josh and Mark, who were still a little overprotective of Zoe.
Leah gave Juliette to her brother and led Nathaniel Jr. out into the hall, "Yes, I would love to marry you and have all the little Taylors I can." He smiled and lifted her up, kissing her deeply until they were awkwardly interrupted by a nurse wheeling a patient by.
"We'll have to go to the market to get you're ring size and pick out a ring." He said happily, entwining their fingers together. "God, I love you."
The Commander turned down the main road and she saw the white flowered archway that Nathaniel Jr. stood under. He was wearing his dress uniform and looked amazing. She blushed when he smiled at her, keeping her eyes on him the moment she saw him.
They exchanged vows and slipped the rings on each other's fingers, kissing of the bride, and finally being pronounced as Mr. and Mrs. Taylor.
"Leah," Alicia Beth Taylor called to her and pulled her close, "I guess you're my aunt now, and I would like plenty of cousins." She smiled at Leah's blushing face. "Well I've held you up for too long looks like my Uncle's looking for you."
Leah has never been happier in her life and as her and her new husband began their first dance together. She couldn't help but think of what would happen next in their adventure together.