A/N: This was a short songish fic written in response to an SDPortal Challenge. The challenge was to listen to a song and use it as inspiration for a short story. The musical inspiration for this one was "God Blessed the Broken Road," by Rascal Flatts (specifically the acoustic version.)
Disclaimer: I don't own Stargate and I'm not making any money off of this.
Sam took a deep breath and tried to steady her nerves. She wasn't scared, exactly. After all, she'd waited for this moment for far too long and she had absolutely no hesitation concerning what she was about to do. She just couldn't believe it was almost time.
She'd carefully planned every part of this day, particularly the song. She wasn't much of a traditionalist, but she knew she wanted the perfect melody, the perfect words, to mark this perfect instant in time. When she'd heard it, she'd known this song was the one.
She heard the first few notes of the guitar and instantly smiled. The doors opened as the words began. She took her first steps toward their new life together, grateful for every twist and turn that had taken them to this place, this time, this occasion.
She took her time, each step measured, eyes only for him.
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Daniel's breath caught in his throat when the song began. He drank in the sight of her soft beauty, her graceful walk, and the lyrics washed over him.
Sam had insisted on keeping the song she would walk down the aisle to a secret, something he'd thought silly for the past few months. Still, there was nothing he wouldn't do for her, and indulging her in this seemed a simple thing.
But now, as she made her way toward him, their eyes locked and he realized she had once again been right. After all the years, the false starts and missteps, the pain and loneliness, the laughter and joy, the late nights and cups of coffee, they were finally going to be husband and wife. The beauty of their story captivated him.
This moment was perfect. The song was perfect. She was perfect.