Her she was, standing at the altar in her massive princess gown looking at her perfect human fiancé. His shinning blue eyes staring back at her. His mouth forming a huge smile on his chiseled face. Yes, her perfect soon to be husband. He was everything she wanted. Or rather, what she was told to want. Her she was standing in a massive church in the heart of New York City about to exchange vows to this man. But things are never that simple.
Yes today was supposed to be Buffy Summers' special day. The happiest day of her life. The day where she became Mrs. Dr. Brian Denials. The man who saves lives on a daily bases as a ER doctor. He was perfect, kind, funny, and generous. And most importantly not complicated. He was everything a girl could wish for.
Her dress swallowed her whole. A petite woman shouldn't wear a ball gown as massive as this she thought. She takes another deep breath and another. She glances at all the people in attendance. Four hundred people. Four hundred people here to enjoy their special day with them. Mostly Brian's friends. The Scooby gang is here including Dawn, Willow and Faith serving as bridesmaids.
Faith fidgets with her bouquet holding her breath. Never did she think she would be standing here serving as a bridesmaid to a woman who she once tried to kill; the same woman who put her in coma. But, hell life is full of surprises. Yes, surprises have been a theme for the Scooby gang the past few years. One of the biggest was Buffy announcing she was marry Brian. The doctor. The cute human doctor. Mr. Perfect.
Deep down she knew her sister slayer was being pushed into this marriage. By her friends, by society. To be normal. To live a normal life. After the last big battle in Sunnydale concluded most human life evacuated or was dead. The gang departed and headed to New York to regroup. But that was of course after they made a stop in Los Angeles. The city of Angels.. the city of Angel. Her Angel.