See You at the Altar – Chapter 1

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Disclaimer: All characters and situations originating with SGU are not mine and will never be mine.

Dr. Melissa Mitchell turned over to see her fiancé Colonel Everett Young's chocolate-brown eyes staring at her. "Good morning, Babe." He pulled her close to him and gave her a very thorough kiss.

She smiled as she snuggled in his arms and said, "What a nice way to wake up!" Feeling the baby kicking, Missy placed Ev's hand on her baby bump and said, "I think someone feels left out."

"Good morning to you, Angel. Did you sleep well, Missy?"

"Yes, I did. And you?"

"I did too. Let's take a look at your back." He lifted up her shirt and the dressing. Her injuries were only a couple of days old, and he was glad to see that the bruising was almost completely gone. He hated what Telford and the other two idiots had done to her. "Wow, the bruising is just about healed. We could probably get rid of the dressing." He peeled the dressing off of her back.

"Thanks, Ev. That feels better. She sat up on the bed. "So, what's up for today?"

Everett replied, "Well, first, you and I are going to get something to eat, and then we'll go from there."

"That works for me," said Missy. Climbing out of the bed, she walked over to her duffel. "Let's see what I can still wear." She pulled out both of her uniforms and her sweatpants and t-shirt. When she tried the first pair of pants on, she had already outgrown them. "Well, I guess uniform one is done." Putting the second pair of pants on, she was relieved to find out that they still fit although she could tell they wouldn't fit for the rest of her pregnancy.

While Melissa had been doing all of this, Everett had finished getting ready and was watching her with an amused grin. He came up behind her and put his arms around her waist. "Baby, I have told you that sweatpants are fine and that when yours don't fit anymore, you can use mine. I want you to be comfortable."

Relaxing into his embrace, Missy said, "Ok, Ev, sweatpants it is." She put them on along with Ev's t-shirt and her larger uniform shirt over that. "I guess all I need now are my boots."

"Which I have right here. Why don't you sit while I put them on?" Missy sat on the sofa and lifted each foot so he could put the boot on it. As he was lacing them up, he said, "Babe, let me know if you have problems with your feet swelling. I don't know what we'll do yet, but I'll figure out something."

Melissa gazed at him sheepishly. "I've already had issues with my feet, sweetheart."

Rolling his eyes at her, Ev said, "You need to tell me these things, baby. Ok, wear your boots today, and let's see what TJ says. She needs to look at your back anyway."

"Ok, are we ready then?"

"Yep." The two of them left their quarters and headed for the Mess. When they got there, Ev and Missy found that there were several tables pushed together and that Chloe Armstrong, Lieutenant Tamara "TJ" Johansen, and Eli Wallace were leading a spirited discussion.

Chloe saw them and said, "Hey, you two. Come over here and meet the wedding planning committee." The two of them sat down as Chloe continued, "Colonel, I think you know everyone, but you might not, Melissa." She pointed at the different people as she said their names. "This is Sergeant Harper, Lieutenant Colson, Dr. Miller, Airman Schulz, and Ms. Wilson."

TJ piped up, "Melissa, I was telling you about what Ms. Wilson found yesterday."

Ms. Wilson, a motherly brunette lady in her late 40's, admonished, "Lieutenant Johansen, I have asked you to call me Linda." She then turned to Melissa. "You must be Dr. Mitchell. You are absolutely lovely. I won't have any problem putting together something for you."

Missy ducked her head shyly, and said, "Thank you, ma'am."

"You're welcome. Ok, we have several questions we want to ask you, but you are going to eat something first." Becker brought two additional rations to the table. "You need to keep up your strength for your little one. Did I hear right? Is it a girl?"

"Yes ma'am." Melissa began eating her ration.

Gently touching her arm, Ms. Wilson said, "No, you must call me Linda. I have to tell you, when I found that closet, you were the first person I thought of. I haven't been able to contribute a whole lot to our group here yet, but I knew I could do this."

Appreciating the feeling of being cared about by someone else, Melissa, her eyes brimming with emotion, said, "Linda, you may call me Melissa, and you have already done something nice for me. Thank you." Getting up from her chair, she said, I need to go put some water in my canteen. I'll be right back." She ran for the back water faucet before she could burst into tears.

Linda looked towards the back in concern. "Colonel, is she alright?"

Having caught the tail end of what Missy was feeling through their empathic link, Everett said, with a smile, "She'll be ok. I'll check on her in a minute if she hasn't come back. Linda, you need to understand something. Missy hasn't had what I would call a 'mama influence' for a long time. Her real mom died when she was 13, her adopted mom died about 10 years ago, and she was among the first group of women to be placed on SG teams. So, she has always been the role model. The closest role model for her was Colonel Carter. Nothing would please me better than for you to just keep up what you're doing."

"Oh, that's good. I can do 'mama' real well. And, Colonel, I make you a promise. By the time I'm done and she's walking down the aisle, someone's gonna have to remind you to breathe."

"I'll remember that." At that moment, Missy came back to the table, her eyes slightly red. Ev asked, "You ok, sweetheart?"

"Yes." She gazed at the others and said, "Sorry about that." Everyone nodded and told her not to worry about it.

They continued to eat and finished a short time later. Once Missy had pushed her bowl back and indicated that she was finished, Linda said, "Alright, time to start with the planning. We're going to ask you several questions. Colonel, feel free to add in your input too." She pointed to Airman Jessie Schulz. "Why don't you start?"

"Sir, ma'am, my group is working on decorations, and we would like to know what your favorite colors are?"

"Mine's blue," said Missy.

Ev said, "Mine's red."

"All right, that works," said Jessie. "Whoever's next can go.

"Ok, I guess I'll go," replied Sergeant Mike Harper. "Sir, Eli and I are going to work on the music, and we wanted to know what yours and Dr. Mitchell's favorite kind of music is."

Everett grinned at Melissa and said, "I think I can answer that for both of us. It's country."

"Yes," said Missy. "I actually have my IPOD here that has a lot of our favorite songs on it."

"I didn't know you had your IPOD, Missy."

Missy smiled and squeezed his hand as she said, "Oh, yes, and one of the songs is Every Day." She told the others, "That was the first song we ever danced to."

Busily jotting down ideas on a piece of paper, Mike said, "That will definitely be included. We need to go through everyone's IPODS and see what we have. Now, we probably won't have the wedding march, but I'm sure there will be something we could use for that part. I also want to meet with each of you separately." Missy and Everett both nodded at him in assent, and he said, "Ok, whose next?"

Linda said, "I guess that would be me. Dr. Miller is going to help me with your wedding dress, Melissa, and we also wanted to know how many are going to be in the wedding party."

Everett and Melissa looked at each other. "I hadn't even thought of that, Babe."

"Me either, sweetheart. Ok, let me think for a second. Scott's going to preside, right?"

"Yep, and Eli's helping with the music."

Remembering what Dr. Rush had said the previous night, Missy said, "Dr. Rush is going to give me away. That leaves…" She gazed over at Chloe and TJ. "Will you two be my bridesmaids?"

At the same time, both of them enthusiastically answered, "Yes!"

Looking towards the door as it opened, Everett saw Lieutenant Jim "Mac" McDonald and Sergeant Ronald Greer walk in, "Lieutenant, Sergeant, come over here for a second." They came over and said hello to everyone. Ev continued, "I was wondering if you two would like to be my groomsmen for the wedding."

"I would be very honored, Sir," said Greer.

"So would I," said Mac.

Linda was briskly writing on a pad of paper. "That makes seven including Dr. Rush and the two of you. Ok, perfect. All right, I want to take the ladies now to look at that clothing I found. Colonel, can you get Melissa's IPOD for Mike?"

"I can do that if she tells me where it is," said Ev.

Melissa replied, "It's in the side pocket of my duffel. I thought you knew I had it. I'm sorry."

Ev chuckled. "Its ok. I'm just playing with you, Babe." Everyone got up from the table. "Linda, where are you ladies going to be?"

"We'll be two halls over, third door on the right."

"Sounds good. I'm sending Lieutenant McDonald over there with a radio so I can reach Missy if I need her."

"That works. All right, ladies off we go." Linda, Chloe, Melissa, TJ, Jessie, Dr. Alaina Miller, and Lieutenant Marla Colson started to head out the door some of them chatting excitedly with the others.

Before Melissa left, Ev gave her a quick hug and kiss and whispered, "Have fun, baby. Love you."

Missy smiled at him and said, "Love you too."