*Summary: Jack and Elizabeth and getting married, and Abigail and Pastor Frank are engaged! See what awaits these couples as they go through marriage!

*Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters.

Elizabeth Thatcher sighed nervously as she looked at herself in the mirror. There she stood, a vision in white, about to be married to Jack, the man of her dreams. Still, she was nervous; what if he didn't come? What if it was a mistake? What if something happened to Jack? She bit her lip with uncertainty. Abigail Stanton, as if reading Elizabeth's mind, calmly reassured her, "Elizabeth, Jack is a wonderful man. You love him. He loves you. You've known that for a long time and have overcome obstacles already. Everything will be fine!"

As she spoke, Abigail draped the veil over Elizabeth's dark brown curls.

"Elizabeth you look gorgeous!" Clara, Abigail's daughter-in-law, gasped.

Clara had designed and sewn Elizabeth's dress. Elizabeth's parents had sent the fabric, and Clara had been shocked and terrified when yards of silk, taffeta, and lace, appeared at the mercantile. However, after some reassurance, Clara had made a stunning gown. It was high collared with lace, a silk bodice, and billowing taffeta skirt. The veil was of French Lace, completing the look.

"Well Elizabeth, the carriage is here. Are you ready?" Abigail asked.

"As ready as I'll ever be!" Elizabeth said nervously as she exited the cafe, her long train flowing behind her.

The three women exited the café and climbed into the carriage. Elizabeth played with her hands the entire time, looking out into the distance with anticipation. Abigail chuckled to herself, thinking of how nervous she had been on her wedding day. She had been so in love with Noah, yet so nervous that he would change his mind. They were so young; she just barely eighteen, he nearly nineteen. They had a wonderful life together, working as a team to support and love one another. Only a year after the wedding, they had welcomed little Peter into the world. He was such a blessing to their marriage. Abigail smiled sadly to herself. He would be eighteen now, and she and Noah would be nearing twenty years of marriage. It was not meant to be though. Yet by now, Abigail was ready to move on.

They arrived at the church. Elizabeth smiled nervously as she climbed out of the carriage. Abigail squeezed her hand and gave her a big hug, helping her nerves for the moment. Then she saw through the doors, and saw how packed the church was. Nearly the entire town had turned out for the wedding! All of a sudden, her nervousness came back at full force! She had to get in front of all those people, including her students, and eventually kiss Jack in front of them! She knew what the topic of discussion would be at school when she returned. Elizabeth only wished her family could be at the wedding. They had sent gifts, but would not come. When Elizabeth had turned Charles' proposal down, her parents had been less than thrilled, and decided not to appear at the wedding if Elizabeth decided to marry Jack. It didn't make matters better that Julie had run off with Jack's rebel brother Tom, and had not spoken to her parents since. The elder Thatchers were not pleased that two of their daughters had fallen to the Thorton boys, and thus, decided to stay home. Elizabeth was sad, but she loved Jack too much to really care. She hoped they would come around and see that Jack was an honorable, good man.

Clara held up the train so it wouldn't get muddy, while Abigail hurried up the church steps to alert everyone that the bride was there. Next she walked down the aisle, as she was Elizabeth's maid of honor. As she saw Frank at the end of the church, her heart started to beat faster. She would be doing this again in about a month, only then she and Elizabeth would have reversed roles. Frank had proposed about a month after Jack, and the weddings were a month apart. As a result the women were both incredibly busy! As she made it to the end of the church and turned around, she saw little Emily coming down as the flower girl. After that, Here Comes the Bride started playing, and Elizabeth entered the church. She was gorgeous in her gown, her bouquet accented by the pearly white dress. Jack beamed at her.

Elizabeth had never been so nervous in her life. As she took Jack's hands, she began to feel a bit better. The ceremony was a blur, however, and all she could remember was the "I do" portion. She finally heard the "You may kiss the bride." Finally. She had never been so relieved! Jack took her into his arms and gave her a kiss that made her toes tingle! They were finally married! Everything seemed complete in her world. She and Jack exited the church, climbed into the carriage, and headed towards the café, where their reception was to be held.

"I love you." Jack whispered, softly kissing her cheek.

"I love you too." Elizabeth said, smiling as she laid back against him.

The reception was lovely. Abigail and Cat Montgomery had been preparing for it long in advance, and the food was delicious. There was dancing, laughing, talking, and crying. Little Emily came up to Elizabeth and asked: "Miss Thatcher? Are you still going to be our teacher?" The little girl looked so worried, Elizabeth couldn't help but chuckle.

"Yes Emily, of course I'll still be your teacher!" Elizabeth said, smiling at the sweet little girl.

"Good. Because I don't want you to leave! School isn't fun without you!" Emily said, running away.

Elizabeth smiled as she watched her little student go.

"It seems you're very popular."Jack said, coming up behind her.

"I suppose. She's such a sweetheart! Now I don't know if I'll ever be able to stop teaching!" Elizabeth exclaimed. Then she looked at the time. "Goodness! The stage will be here in fifteen minutes and I haven't even changed yet!" Elizabeth said, running off towards the stairs up to her, now former, room that she had shared with Clara. Clara saw her go up, and hurried up after her to help with all the buttons on the wedding gown.

Ten minutes later, Elizabeth and Clara returned downstairs, holding a large trunk, which Jack immediately took for them. He had also changed, and the bride and groom were now ready to head off on their honeymoon. Elizabeth hugged Clara and Abigail goodbye.

"Have fun!" Abigail said, with a twinkle in her eye, causing Elizabeth to blush.

"Thank you." Elizabeth said, giving her friend one last hug.

The sage arrived, and the newlyweds departed. The party broke up shortly afterwards, leaving Abigail, Frank, Clara, and Clara's beau Michael, to clean up.

"It was a lovely wedding. I can't believe ours is only a month away!" Abigail said to Frank as they were washing dishes.

"I know! And I honestly wish it were sooner. But I suppose if we were elope that would not go over well with the townspeople!" Frank said, smiling at her. Abigail was the only person in town who knew his past. He had been an outlaw, and nearly died running from the Mounties, and as a result, he changed his life and became a pastor. Abigail hadn't judged him; rather, she saw him for the man he was now. Frank respected her for that. She was the first woman who had actually loved him, and she the first woman he had both loved and respected. They both were looking forward to the wedding, and neither had any doubt that they were doing the right thing. Frank looked at the time, and realized it was not proper for him or Michael to be at the café any longer. Kissing Abigail softly, he took his leave with Michael, and headed back to his room above the saloon.

Clara and Abigail sat and had tea after the men left. Both were exhausted and knew that there were still lots of wedding plans to be completed for Abigail's wedding.

"Mother, do you think we should ask Florence to help bake for your wedding? You're going to be so busy, it might be nice to have another person help." Clara said earnestly.

Abigail smiled every time Clara called her "mother." She had requested to do it about two months ago, and Abigail could not be happier. "I think that would be a lovely idea! I had forgotten how much goes into planning a wedding!" Abigail said.

"Wonderful!" Clara said yawning. "I think I'm going to turn in for the evening! See you in the morning!" Clara rose, hugged Abigail, and headed for the stairs. Abigail did the same within a few minutes, and soon, everyone at the café was fast asleep.