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What You'll Do For The Bride
My hands were sweating. My heart was pounding. I felt sick to my stomach. I was blinking more than normal. And my breathing was short then fast.
Nerves. I was freaking out.
Leaning over the sink in the bathroom of the tall, white church. Where the love of my life was about to be married to another man.
Could I do this? I can't just start ranting about how.. I object? ….But, I can't let this happen. This can't happen. If it does, I'll regret it for the rest of my life.
Not like I will, if I go through with it.
I looked up, at myself in the mirror. I was wearing a black tux with a black tie. It was itchy… Too itchy. I really hated these penguin suits. If it were up to me, I would've worn something more comfortable to this wedding. Not like I wanted to be here in the first place. But, in order to be a best friend, you must come to each other's weddings. Even if you're madly in love with the other. Back to my appearance. I hated these suits, yes. My hair was in its usual style, but slightly damp from the sweat. It was unusually warm in this church, even though my blood ran cold. My face was pale. I quickly adjusted my tie, so I could breathe more easily.
Why she going through with this, I don't know. He set this up. Knowing it would hurt to see her married off to another man. Knowing I'd be in so much pain, that I couldn't take it. Couldn't bare it.
Sometimes I wonder if she knew.. Knew that her soon-to-be-husband loathed me. Would gladly push me down a well, and leave me to drown.
I swallowed the lump in my throat, and leaned my hands on the edge of the sink. Deciding on whether to throw up or not. If I did throw up, my face would drain even more. I'd look terrible. And I was here to leave an impression. To try one last time.
To get Natara Williams to realize what she's getting herself into.
I was going for dramatic, desperate guy here. Even if I felt like it. I was going for determined, in love guy, who didn't want to give up the one he loved to some guy who'd marry her for her father's money or rather sit in his office and work all day than to spend time with her or help raise her children.
I couldn't picture her having children with anyone but me. The thought made me want to throw up all over again.
I looked at myself in the mirror with disgust. I was supposed to be some bad-ass cop, who wasn't afraid of anything, but instead I looked like some… lovesick puppy. Ken was right. I AM a lovesick puppy.
"Ken, help me. What should I do? Should I tell her how I feel or should I just let her be with the one she loves?" I whispered.
I looked up, hoping to see some kind of sign from Ken about what I should do. But all I saw was the white, cracked ceiling of the bathroom.
There was a knock on the door. My heart beat sped up even faster. I glanced up one last time, and whispered, "Help me."
I looked down at the mirror. I looked fine. Good enough to sit through or crash a wedding. My nerves didn't do much but make me sweat a little.
I opened the door to reveal Amy, wearing a lacey, lavender dress. She had a knowing look in her eyes, which meant she knew I was in love with the bride.
"Mal, there you are.. They're about to start." She has a sad look in her eyes. Something told me she knew the next hour was going to be remembered. One way or the other.
It didn't even surprise me that she came here, even though she's disappeared for months. All I can think about is what I'm going to do.
I walked past her, without looking in her eyes. I couldn't though, not without convincing myself that this was wrong. That I shouldn't have even come, because this was a mistake. Natara invited me. Why wouldn't she, considering we've been best friends for almost 2 years. Something told me that Oscar had planned to invite me also. Not to be friendly, though. I bet he just couldn't wait to watch me suffer. Couldn't wait to watch the man who was desperately in love with his bride-to-be; have his heart ripped out, slowly and painfully once those two words were uttered.
Amy grabbed my arm, and twisted me around to face her.
"Mal, I know you didn't want to come but-"
"It's fine. I'm fine. Let's get this wedding over with," I clenched my jaw and smiled fakely, hoping she would buy it.
The expression on her face told me that she didn't.
"Mal, I'm so sorry. I know this must be hard on you. I know how you feel about her.."
I smiled sadly at her.
"Come on, they're about to start," I walked past her. Yes, I'm aware of how I was being unnecessarily rude. But, I'm a man in love, who's about to see her be given away to some other guy. I have the right to be rude right now.
We made our way to the auditorium, and instead of going in, I froze. Right down the hall, I saw a door with a sign over it that said, 'Bride's room.'
I sucked in a breath and turned back to Amy.
"I'll be there in a minute, okay? I've got to do something first.."
She smiled sadly at me, then walked into the auditorium.
I gathered up all my courage, and walked down the hall, in front of her room.
I breathed in deeply, before pushing the door open.
I was met by a few girly shrieks.
"What the-"
"Get out! Get out! The groom is not supposed to see the bride before the wedding!" one bridesmaid shrieked at me, attempting to push me out the door. Three other bridesmaids came to join her, hitting me with several bouquets.
"Ow, ow! Stop! Those things have needles in them! I'm not the groom!" I exclaimed, but they wouldn't listen, still pushing me back.
"Get out! It's unlucky for you to see her right now!"
"Eeeee! Out, out!" They all shrieked.
"For the love of God, I'm not the groom! Natara! Tell them I'm not Oscar! I look nothing like him!" I exclaimed to her, even though I couldn't see her.
"False alarm, guys. He's a friend," came a smooth voice.
She stepped out of the small, built-in, bathroom, with hands on her hips.
My eyes widened and my heart sped up at the sight of her. Her hair was up, exactly like when she was the pretending to be the princess of Ildonia in the royal wedding. The one that we crashed together. Not her and Oscar. Her dress was strapless and pure white, with small beads on the torso area and at the bottom of the dress. Light makeup on, with a white necklace and matching earrings. I was speechless.
"Oh, sorry," they muttered, before going back to fixing their hair and stuff.
"Um, girls, can you leave us alone for a few minutes?" she asked, politely.
The bridesmaids mumbled something, before turning, and walking out the door.
"Got yourself quite the ninja bridesmaids," I joked.
She let out a chuckle before enveloping me in a hug.
I stood in shock for a split second before wrapping my arms around her waist, and hugging her back.
"I'm so glad you could make it. I don't know what I'd do if my best friend wasn't at my own wedding," she mumbled into my ear.
"Of course I'd come to your wedding. That'd be awful of me if I didn't." My face arranged into sadness at the thought of what was about to take place. I put on a fake smile as she pulled away.
"So, how do I look?" she stepped back, and did a little twirl.
My eyes widened, and my heart stopped.
"You look… Uh," I cleared my throat, "Good. You look fine," Fake smile on again.
"Oh, just good? Do you think he'll like it? Do I look ugly? I'm so nervous. What if I trip on my dress while coming out? What if everyone laughs at me? What if I forget my flowers?"
"Nat, don't fret. Calm down. You look beautiful. Don't be nervous. You've practiced enough times walking down the aisle and you haven't tripped once. You'll be okay."
Her shoulders untensed a little.
"Thanks Mal. You always know just what to say.."
I swallowed the lump in my throat and led her to sit down on the small, cream-colored sofa. I took her small hands in mine and looked down at them. Here goes nothing…
"Nat, I wanted to tell you something…"
"What is it?"
"I… Uh, I.. Well you see, I…I wanted to tell you… that I,uh,-"
'Oh, c'mon Mal! Be a man! Just spit it out!'
"Nat, I wanted to tell you that I-"
"NATARA! C'MON! YOU'RE WEDDING IS ABOUT TO START!" I heard Neha yell from outside the door.
Lovely, Neha. Great timing, really…
"Hold on just a minute!" she exclaimed back, then looked at me again.
"You were saying…?"
"Oh yeah. What was I saying..? Oh! Right, Nat.. I wanted to tell you that I'm-"
'-in love with you. Come on Mal! Grow a pair! Just say it!'
I looked up into her soft, hazel eyes and my heart melted.
"Happy for you." I smiled sadly at her. I couldn't do it. I couldn't ruin her perfect day like that.
"Oh.. Well, thanks," she put on a little smile.
"C'mon. We've got a wedding to go to," I took her hand in mine and helped her up.
"Could you..?" she said, smiling shyly, and holding up the veil attached to a small tiara.
"Oh, of course." I gently took the tiara out of her hands, and took a step closer.
Gently, as if she would break any moment, I placed it on her head, making sure as not to mess up her hair. I took the veil and put it behind her head, so I could see her for the last few moments of her being unmarried.
"You ready?" I whispered, still standing close to her.
"Yeah, I think so," she whispered back, looking into my eyes.
We held each other's gazes for a few moments longer before I gave a small smile, kissed her on the temple, and whispered in her hair, "Goodbye Nat," before I turned and quickly walked out of the room, leaving her standing there, speechless.
That goodbye had a double meaning. It was like I was saying goodbye, even though I would see her again in a few minutes, but it also stood for me telling my chances with her goodbye. Now I would never have a chance with her.. Unless I crashed another wedding.
I quickly walked back into the auditorium, spotted Amy talking to Kai, Blaise, and Jeremy on the brides' side, and went to sit down beside her.
"Malligator! What's up, my homie? Can you believe that Agent Hottie is finally getting married?! I can't believe it! I think I'm gonna cry. Although, I always pictured you and Boom Bottie getting hitched. I never, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever would've pictured her with anybody else but you. I can't believe she chose Oscar over you! It's insane!" he blabbered. I glared at him coldly, while Amy gave him a look that clearly said, 'Shut up!' Obviously, he didn't get the memo because he kept on talking.
"Are you going to object? That would be so cool! I can just picture you standing up and telling Natara that you love her and she can't be with Oscar or you'll kill yourself right now. That'd kind of be like in The Notebook! Oh my gosh! This is like a love story just waiting to happen! Love story, interrupting weddings… You've been listening to Taylor Swift haven't you? Oh, this is just like her song, Speak Now! You're going to interrupt the wedding right? If you do, I wonder if we'll still get to eat the cake..When you do, you better watch out for Oscar, cause he might punch you in the face. But I wouldn't worry about it if I were you. You could take that pip-squeak any day. Speak of the pip-squeakish devil and he shall come. He's walking this way!" he rambled, pointing at an approaching Oscar.
'Oh God, not now.'
"Hello, Amy." He nodded at her. "Kai," Another nod. "Blaise. Jeremy." "Mal," he said coldly.
"Oscar.." we all said.
"Glad you could make it," he smiled warmly at Amy and completely ignored Kai and me.
"Thanks! I'm kind of shocked that I'm here though! I've always rooted for Natara and M-" Kai started but Amy clamped a hand over his mouth.
"What he means to say is he's glad to be here," she smiled fakely at him. After giving Kai and me one last stony glare, he turned and walked away.
"Rawr!" Kai growled at his back.
"Gosh, I hate that guy!" Blaise exclaimed. Amy, Kai, Jeremy, and I nodded in agreement.
Suddenly, the music started playing. And so began the rest of my sad, lonely life.
I watched glumly as bridesmaid after bridesmaid came strolling out on the groomsmen's arms, smiling brightly.
Then came the death, err- wedding march. Amy patted my arm, comfortingly, as we all stood up. I tried not to look as she came in the doorway but I couldn't help myself. I looked up and met her hazel eyes. Even though I saw her a few minutes ago, I still couldn't help the gasp that left my mouth as I looked at her. She looked even more beautiful with the veil over her face.
She stood on Raj's arm with the most played smile I've ever seen. No one noticed except me. I've known her long enough to recognize all of her expressions. She should be disappointed. She wanted a June ceremony. It was September. She wanted an outdoor reception. We were standing in a small church. She wanted a horse-drawn carriage. All I saw out there was several cars. She wanted lilies. I saw piles of daisies and roses.
Right, when I looked at her, I knew what I was going to do. And as soon as I locked eyes with her, I knew I was doing this for a good reason.
I knew without a doubt my eyes were full of hurt and sadness. The price you pay when you fall in love with your best friend, who's in love with someone else. Now was time for a determined look. Not a scared little boy look. Which I knew was on my face.
Natara seemed to be looking at me, rather than her groom-to-be, who was glaring at me jealously. I didn't even pay any attention to him, though. My eyes were locked on her.
What I was doing… crashing a wedding. But, I was going to do this right. Wait for the preacher to say, 'Speak now, or forever hold your peace.' Not jump in the middle of the aisle, while she's walking and kiss her. Even though a part of me, actually wanted to do so.
People were going to look at me differently from now on. Instead of "That's Detective Mal Fallon, the guy who caught the Mask Maker and tons of other bad guys!" they'll say "Oh, him? That's Mal Fallon. He interrupted his best friend's wedding and got rejected in front of everybody. Some people say that she literally broke his heart and he could never love again." Or, if I was lucky, "That's Mal Fallon! He crashed his partner's wedding and told her that he loved her. She ran off with him, leaving poor Oscar Santos crying at the altar." They were already looking at me now. Probably wondering why in the heck I was here… and how I was taking it. Watching all this.
I held my breath as she passed. I literally stopped breathing. She looked me directly in my sad, hurt eyes and as she passed me, she looked behind her shoulder at me, one last time, before looking forward at Oscar. She had to keep looking forward, so she wouldn't look at me, I knew that. She was trying to look at him, Oscar.
I fidgeted nervously with my hands, fire in my eyes. This wasn't right. She wasn't supposed to marry him. She was supposed to marry me.
She reached the end of the aisle, and her father kissed her cheek, and laid her hand in Oscar's. Oscar grinned, and quickly glanced back at me. I furrowed my eyebrows. How is this gonna go? I scream 'No?' 'Stop?' 'Wait?' 'I object?' 'Don't marry that sorry SOB because I love you?'
I really never thought this through. Just the idea of getting her back was all that seemed to cross my mind.
They stood facing each other, the priest, a tall, balding man with a Bible open in his hands began talking aloud. "Dearly Beloved, we are gathered here in the sign of God and in the face of this company to join together, this man and this woman in holy matrimony-"
The 'Speak Now' part was coming up…. I'd been to a wedding before. Hell, I've been a groom in a wedding before! Oh crap.. What do I say? My heart was beating so fast I thought I was going to be sick again. Maybe this was a bad idea… I can't take this!
"-which is commended to be honorable among all men; and therefore-is not by any- to be entered into unadvisedly or lightly-"
It was coming up. My moment…If I even went through with it. I was beginning to have second thoughts. This was going to humiliate me. But, she's worth it.
"Is saving Natara Williams really worth spending the rest of your life in jail?"
"No.. She's worth more than that.."
"She's worth everything."
I blinked, having a small flashback of when I told that to the mayor. When I was willing to kill the most important man in the whole city of San Francisco for her to live. Series of flashbacks came running into my mind.
"Look at you. You're like a puppy, sitting by the door, waiting for his owner to come back."
"I am not a puppy."
"I'm happy for you."
"I'd say it's a date, partner."
"Did you know that you're number 2 on the pretty little Agent's speed dial? You two must be very close…"
"I'm just happy that I have a partner that I can depend on."
"The church will not hold you to today's wedding vows."
"I wanted it to be romantic. I wanted it to be the best moment of our lives."
"Are you insinuating some sort of inappropriate behavior between Detective Fallon and myself?"
"'Your gut?' You stealing lines from me, Williams?"
"You're a big softie."
"I believe in them. I believe in Mal."
"I've gone a little bit pyscho for love in my day."
"You've been too busy following your gut… Instead of your heart."
"Hey! Lay off her. She's trying to solve your case.."
"God, he killed a man for you… Or at least he pretended to kill a man for you. How can a guy like me compete with that kind of devotion?"
"I am not leaving her down there, Blaise! If that means risking my life, so be it!"
"-but reverently, discreetly, advisedly, and solemnly." The priest's words were almost to the point of fading in the background. I could barely understand what he was saying, through all the flashbacks, my heart pumping in my ears, and staring the girl who was having a hard time trying to keep eye contact with her guy.
"What I couldn't accept, what I could never accept is if I lost you. Natara, what I'm trying to say is that I.."
"Gunshots? Do we know who's shot? Is Natara okay?!"
"I mean the way you talk about her, the tone in your voice… I know what those signals mean."
"But it turns out you and Fallon are absolutely right for each other."
"I'm glad I have you in my life, Mal."
"You're too much of a coward to even tell her how you feel."
"Your daughter's the very best I've ever worked with."
"MAL!"
"NATARA!"
"I figure that if you want something, you have to go for it. Because if you don't, it might get away from you."
"Have you told her you love her?"
"The Princess has asked you keep the wedding gown as a gift, for the day that you two really do need it."
"I know that we're absolutely perfect for each other, but circumstances have conspired to keep us apart."
"Would it hurt knowing you never even tried to make it work?"
"Natara is great, really great, but we're partners, and we shouldn't be more than that."
"I'll be watching her back, Mr. Mansingh. Always."
"Every time she looks at you… She'll see this. I.. win."
"It should be with someone you love. Someone you want to spend the rest of your life with."
"It's Chinese takeout!"
"And the right man for my daughter."
"You mean…As a partner right?"
"How's our chemistry?"
"Light. Playful. Banter-y."
"Mal, I've been meaning to tell you. ….Oscar and I are engaged."
"I knew you'd come for me."
"Of course I did. I'm your partner."
"So you arrested Dwitz without the help of your knight in shining armor."
"I do trust you Mal. You know that."
"We've got each other."
"I keep expecting your sarcastic remarks, but after I say something smart, Ken just looks at me like I'm a nosy librarian."
"Into this holy estate these two persons now come to be joined." And here it is. Can't back out now….last chance to get her back.
"I love you."
"I dare you to kiss Natara!"
"If they'd been honest about their relationship and their feelings for each other… None of this would have happened."
"Wow… Natara you look just… Just…"
"I figure you two can share the bed, because, you know, comical sexual tension…"
"Just looking out for you, Natara."
"Oh, I see. Single then. Perhaps you should sing for her sometime, Malachi?"
"Is there something going on between you and Detective Fallon?"
"Mal and I spend nearly every hour of every day together. We depend on each other in life or death situations. But if you're asking if we've ever been more than that…?"
"Sometimes there are circumstances that keep you apart from the one you love… But that doesn't make your love any less pure, any less true…"
"Life is short. We need to make every second count."
"She's the best partner I've ever had."
"Could we save this flirty banter for after you've pulled me out of this crap canal?"
"Happy Halloween, Princess Williams."
"You too, Count Fallon. You too."
"Well, Greg's an idiot. He'd be kicking himself today."
"We can't wait for our little bundle of joy to come this spring."
The preacher's words hit me like a train, "If any person shall object these two in marriage-"And then it was like slow motion.
"My! You two are quite the couple…"
"Because it does. It matters to me."
"Hey! Who said I'd be married to you?"
"I've found real love."
"You're dying for excuses to hang out with me."
"Thanks Mal. You always know just what to say."
"I knew you'd make it back okay."
"That's not what you said five minutes ago. Detective Fallon was totally about to organize a search party."
"Hello, my name is Charles Waldencrest, and this is my wife, Claudette."
"Are you asking me if I'm in love right now?"
"You trust me, right?"
"…I do."
"This is your…Boyfriend?"
"I'm Detective Mal Fallon."
"Special Agent Natara Williams."
"Can I call you Nat?"
"You can call me Special Agent Natara Williams."
"You reminded me what young love was like."
"Now, now, you don't have to hide anything. I could tell by the way you talk, the way you laugh together, even the way you argue. You two are proof that there's still real love out there."
"I kinda figured you had your eye on someone else."
"She worries that she's the kind of person that can't be loved."
"Speak now or forever hold your peace.." The priest paused for a minute.
"I love her. I always have."
It was silent for a moment, as everyone looked around. I saw Natara give a quick glance at me, then back to Oscar. I could see Kai and Amy staring at me, telling me with their eyes to stand up. Blaise nudged me in the arm.
"Stand up, you idiot!" she hiss whispered.
I could just hear Ken screaming down from Heaven, "JUST DO IT MAL!"
What the hell. Who wants to hold their peace for forever anyways?
I slowly stood up, and raised my hand.
"Uh, I do!"
"Oh my God, this is just like my fanfic!" Kai shrieked excitedly.
Oscar's side gasped and started murmuring to each other, while Natara's side burst into cheers.
Natara's mom and sister started cheering and clapping, while her father sat back in his seat, smiling.
"You go Fallon!" I heard someone yell.
"GO MALLIGATOR! YOU GO GET AGENT HOTTIE BOOM BOTTIE!" You can guess who yelled that.
I looked up at Natara to see her staring at me with surprise.
"And why do you object to this marriage?" the preacher asked me.
"Because.. Nat.. I.."
"GO MAL!" someone yelled.
'For the love of God, if I get interrupted one more time while trying to tell her I love her, I will smack someone in the face…with a hammer.'
"Nat, I love you. I love you more than anything in this whole world. Please don't marry Oscar." I could tell Oscar was glaring at me with fire in his eyes, but I didn't dare take my eyes off of her face.
"Guards! Come get him!" Oscar yelled.
'Guards? What the-'
I turned around and for the first time, noticed the security at the door, now coming at me.
"Ah, hell." I mumbled.
The first guard grabbed my arm roughly and pulled.
They must've not have been informed that I'm a trained police detective… I quickly twisted his arm around and pushed him into an empty pew.
Many people screamed, while others were rooting me on. I looked up to see more burly security guys coming at me. I stood on top of an empty pew, and hopped from pew to pew to pew, away from them.
"Nat, ever since I laid eyes on you that day on the pier, I knew that we were meant to be together!" I explained to her, outrunning the guards. Okay, so it wasn't the most romantic thing I imagined, but it's all you can do when you're being chased throughout a church.
People screamed, and got out of my way, once approaching them.
"You can't marry him, Nat! He will never love you the way I do! Please don't say yes! Don't say one single vow!"
One guard came running at me, so I ducked under his arms, turned around, and kicked him in the back, sending him flying forward.
"Don't say I do because I know you don't! You don't want this! You know you don't love him! You-" I dodged a punch coming from the 3rd body guard.
"-can't go through with this! Listen to me, Natara, you don't want this! You don't want to marry him! You want to marry me!"
Dodged one punch, kicked another.
"We've been best friends for 2 years! I know you have to feel something for me! I sure as heck feel something for you!"
I ran up to where she was standing on the altar, shock and surprise written all over her face.
"Please Nat.." I whispered. "I love you." I grabbed her face, and leaned down to kiss her.
Our lips were barely brushing when…. I was jerked back.
"No! Let me go!" I protested, trying to land a hit on the guards, who were pulling me backwards out of the church.
"Let me go! I have to tell her something!" I tried to wriggle and squirm out of their grasp, but they wouldn't let go.
"I think you've said enough.." one told me.
"Stop it! Get off! You can't kick me out of a church! It's sinful!" I yelled.
Realizing that I was about to be to the door, and they weren't letting go anytime soon, I yelled to Natara, "Natara listen to me! Don't do this! You don't want to marry him! He only wants you for your money! Meet me at the back of the church outside! Please! Natara!" I pleaded desperately. Her name was the last thing I got out before I was dragged out the door.
While the 6 men were pulling me out, of course I had to put up a struggle. While I was dragged further away, I kept screaming at them to let me go, pounding against them with my fist.
Then, I broke free.
Thank God, I was a detective and knew how to chase down suspects. That sure did come in handy when you're running away from 6 guards. I ran for the back of the church, praying that she'd be there. Hoping my words had hit her in the heart and she'd changed her mind. That she'd wanted me now, and that she always had.
I was grateful when I realized the men had quit following me and went back inside to deal with the mess that was taking place because of me.
When I got to the back of the church, she wasn't there. I hadn't really expected her to be there, really. But, she hasn't had time to get here. So I paced, biting my lip. Then walked around the huge tree a couple of times, sighing repeatedly. If she doesn't come, then she doesn't come. I should've felt humiliated at what I had done… But I didn't. No regrets...
After what felt like hours, it started out as a light rain, then came the flood. I stood there, in the rain, feeling hopeless and soaked. She wasn't coming. She'd never talk to me again. I knew it. I sighed and looked up.
"Ken, you were telling me to do this, but you knew she wouldn't come… Didn't you?"
I sighed once again, ready to give up and go home.
Just as I took one step, I heard a small voice call out.
"Mal?"
I quickly whipped my head around and saw a figure in a white dress walking towards me.
I flinched at the expression on her face when she neared me. She was not happy.
"Mal..." her voice sounded low and cracked.
I was getting ready to apologize when I told myself that I wasn't going to say I'm sorry for something I wasn't sorry for.
"Look, I didn't-" I stopped. What could I say? 'I didn't mean to?' No, cause I meant to. 'I didn't mean to ruin the best day of your life?' No.. Meant to do that too.
She crossed her arms and looked away.
I began to study her. Her perfect hair from earlier was now down, and sticking to her face. What little makeup she had on earlier was now gone, her mascara running down her eyes. Her perfect white dress was now clinging to her body, and her veil had been discarded somewhere. And yet, she still looked strangely beautiful to me.
My hair was plastered to my face and my clothes were also sticking to me uncomfortably, but all I could do was stare at her.
"You didn't see everyone's faces..." she murmured.
"I don't really care how they all reacted! It had to be done!" I narrowed my eyes at her. I had just embarrassed myself in front of hundreds of people and she's mad at me?!
"You don't love him, Natara."
"And how do you know that?" she asked, defensively.
"I've been your best friend for 2 years. I know your facial expressions. And when you look at him, I don't see love. Remember at the couple's retreat when I had to convince Gil that I really was in love with you?!"
"Yes, why?!"
"Everything I said that night. It wasn't a ruse. I meant every single word."
"And that gives you a reason to come bursting in on my wedding day? To come in screaming and causing a scene about it? What ever happened to coming and telling me about these things? "
"I tried, but chickened out, okay? I've tried to tell you a thousand times but keep getting interrupted. I tried to tell you in your dressing room, but I couldn't ruin your happiness."
"So you decide to do it in front of everybody?!"
"Well, during that time, when I saw you walking down the aisle, towards another man.. I couldn't take it. I knew that I had to tell you sometime before I couldn't anymore and it was too late."
We were both kind of yelling now.
"So you decide to bring the guards on some hightail chase after you? Just to prove that you love me?!"
"They shouldn't have touched me.." I furrowed my eyebrows.
"To be honest, I didn't actually expect that part to happen. I only hoped that-" I started.
"What? That I would stop in the middle of the wedding, break down, and run away with you?!"
"Well, yes! Why not?! I love you!"
"I was getting married to him, Mal!"
"Why do you want to marry him anyways?!" I stood up taller, looking down at her.
"Because you wouldn't!"
"…What?" I asked.
"I've been waiting and waiting for 2 years for you to tell me that you loved me but you never did, so I thought that you didn't love me!"
Suddenly, everything clicked into place.
My face softened. "You're scared that you're the kind of person that can't be loved. So when the first offer rolled around-"
"I took it. I didn't want to refuse to him, knowing I would never have a chance with you. I figured that I could learn to love him since he already loved me back."
I looked at the ground and furrowed my eyebrows. "So, that's it, isn't it? I'm too late. I get it." I said, walking away, heading home.
"Wait, where are you going?" she shouted over the down pour.
"Home." I replied shortly.
"Don't go..." she whispered, but I still heard her.
I turned around and glared at her.
"Aren't you supposed to be married or something?!"
She walked up to me, close enough that we were almost touching, chest to chest.
She looked at the ground and said, "I didn't get married."
"And why the hell not?!" I exclaimed, my anger increasing.
"You told me not to.."
"And you listened?" My eyes widened.
"Why would I meet you back here if I had gotten married?!"
"Why didn't you get married…? You never answered it truthfully."
She stayed quiet.
"Natara, Why. Didn't. You. Get. Married.?!" I asked slowly.
"Because you can't marry a man when you love another!" she shouted, looking up to meet my eyes.
My eyes widened and I was speechless.
"You know what? This is stupid. You're right, I'm going home," she lifted her dress and started trudging through the rain, to her car.
I stood there for a moment shocked, trying to process what just happened. When it did finally process, my heart stopped.
I was about to lose the love of my life…
I quickly ran to catch up with her. To be in a dress, in the pouring rain, she sure does move fast.
"Nat! Natara! Wait up! Hold on!" I called after her, running.
"I don't want to talk anymore, Mal! Go home!" She replied, behind her shoulder.
I finally caught up to her and grabbed her elbow.
"What do you wa-" Before she could say anymore, I whirled her around facing me, looked into her eyes for a millisecond, grabbed her face, then leaned in and brushed lips with her.
"I love you," I said, right before I brought her in a world-shattering, deep, passionate kiss. My arms immediately went around her waist, bringing her close to me. Her arms wrapped themselves around my neck as she kissed back, just as passionately.
All too soon, I pulled away, let go of her, and started to walk towards home.
"Where are you going now?" she asked in disbelief.
"You told me to go home.." I kept walking.
"You think you can just kiss me then walk away?!"
"…Yes?" I stopped walking but didn't turn around.
"Noone walks away from me. Not even you, Fallon."
This made me turn around. "Huh-?" I barely got out. She ran towards me and right when I turned around, she ran into me.
"There you are again, throwing yourself at me..." I joked.
She chuckled then grabbed my tie, and yanked me down to her level. She leaned in close enough for our lips to be almost touching.
"That kiss was way too short for my liking," she whispered before giving my tie a final yank, and bringing my lips down to hers. Now, this... I didn't complain about.
My arms once again snaked around her waist while she tangled her fingers in my hair. Our lips molded together as we kissed…Over and over again. I have to say... I didn't mind this at all. But I had a slight nagging feeling in the back of my mind.
"Wait, Natara." I tried to pull back, but she captured my lips with hers again. After kissing her for a few more seconds, I pulled back again.
"Nat, wait. Natara. Nat, hold on just a minute, okay?" I asked, pulling away from her, breathing hard.
"You didn't like it did you? It wasn't all you dreamed of..." she said, a hurt look on her face.
"What? No, that was amazing. It was the best damn thing I've ever done. It's everything I've ever dreamed of!" I said, breathless.
"Then what's wrong?"
"It's just... Do you really want to give him up for me? The Dashing DA for.. someone as normal as me?"
"Mal, you're anything but normal. You're sweet, romantic, funny, charming.. Oscar would never crash my wedding even if he loved me as much as you do.. I've been waiting for 2 years for you to tell me this. 2 years Mal. That's a long time to wait for someone to tell you that they love you. But now that that time is here, I couldn't ask for anything better. It was definitely worth the wait."
I stood speechless for a second.
"I love you, Mal."
…..Good enough for me.
In a flash, she was in my arms once again, and I crashed my lips to hers. My neck was starting to hurt from bending over to kiss her, so I tugged on her waist and she instantly, as if reading my mind, hopped up and wrapped her legs around my waist. I put my hands under her thighs, holding her up.
Oh yeah. Much better.. I continued to kiss her and walk, attempting to walk blindly to my car, to get us to a less wet place. Let's just say, walking through the rain, while making out with someone is harder than it looks. I stepped on some mud or something, and we both went crashing down.
"Holy-!" Luckily, (for her), she landed on top of me. I let out a slight groan.
She giggled, and said, "Wow, you're clumsy.."
"Shut up," I growled, bringing her lips back to mine.
So there we were, making out and rolling around in the mud, getting…messy.
I pulled back, breathless.
"I love you Princess."
"I love you too, Choirboy."
We both smiled at the nicknames.
"You know.. we could get married." I suggested, smiling brightly, brushing the wet hair out of her face, and wiping away some of the mud.
"Now why would we do that?" she fought back a smile.
"Because we love each other."
"Amen."
"We do have a church, you know. And you have a wedding dress and I have a tux."
"We don't have a preacher or guests!" her eyes widened.
I raised an eyebrow. "So? You don't have to have all of that stuff to love each other."
She smiled. "You're right."
"And they probably still have food lying out.."
"Mal!" she lightly punched me in the shoulder, while smiling widely.
"You know what? How about for now, we just skip everything and go on to the 'You may kiss the bride part' then we'll do the other stuff later."
"Sounds like a deal, partner."
"And maybe we could do the honeymoon, too, if I feel like it," I said, wiggling my eyebrows.
"Detective Fallon! You naughty naughty boy!"
"Well, maybe you'll just have to punish me?" I leaned in really close and whispered.
"Maybe I will," she whispered back, before, once again, kissing me.
And for the first time, in my whole, entire, sad, lonely life… I finally felt happy.
The end
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