Life After Chapter 1: The Wedding, a x-men fanfic

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Chapter 1: The Wedding

Jean Grey-Summers

To say that things were a little hectic on this fine October morning, that would have been a slight understatement. The bride had a mild panic attack when she has got up and realized that instead of a crisp, sunny morning, it was quite overcast. Ororo had immediately been awoken and the weather had been quickly adjusted to the bride's liking. That had just been the beginning.

How is it that Murphy's law almost always comes out to play on wedding days? Or is that just our luck? I mused on when I heard Scott's usually calm and collected voice echo in my mind, "Ah…. Jean?"

Continuing to pull on the peach colored bride's maid dress I answered back, "Yes Scott?" When I didn't immediately get a reply back, a slight twinge of worry made itself known. I asked again, "What happened? What's wrong?"

"Well you see…. I think …. I think that I might have lost the rings."

I blinked and for two seconds wondered how on Earth could Scott, of all people, loose something like a pair of wedding rings. Remy would have his head on a silver platter of they had really been lost. But I knew my husband; poor dear didn't take this kind of stress very well. All the men here can and have faced the worst of adversaries and yet, still grew so flustered over the simplest of things. Though I would never call being a ring bearer an easy job.

"Did you check our room?"

"Yes. And they weren't there. I knew that I had put the boxes on my bedside table."

"And then what had you said in the middle of the night?"

There was a small pause before he continued, "I had said that I could knock them over so I placed them on the dresser."

"So, that is where they must be."

"But they're aren't! I even checked behind the dresser, under the bed, even under the rugs!"

"Did you check your pockets?"

" …. Oops."

Chuckling I finished getting ready, pulling my hair back into my favorite style. Just as I had secured my hair with a clip, Jubilee stuck her head in and said, "Come on Jean. Its time we got Rogue ready. Who, may I say, could have an aneurysm any moment given just how tense and nervous she is."

With a smile I stepped out and chided Jubilee slightly, "When your own wedding comes, I'd like to see your reactions." Jubilee let out a 'phu phu' sound followed by, "I'll be the poster girl of calm and collected." I laughed out loud at that, "We'll see Jubilee. We'll see."

Kurt Wagner

Things were slightly hectic outside as I moved down the aisle with two bottles of red wine in each arm. Bishop did a double take at me and made to question me about the alcohol but I quickly moved inside and handed the bottles over to Warren, who had been placed in charge of the foods and drinks. Betsy was moving around the tables, adjusting the glasses, crockery and cutlery that were slightly out of place. The atrium had been beautifully decorated as the reception area.

Ororo was outside, doing some last minute changes to the floral decorations as the guests had began to arrive, being led to their seats by Bishop. The gardens had been transformed into veritable paradise, with flowers of every color and kind blooming and peeking out from every nook and cranny. Ororo had also supervised the making of the arch under which the happy couple would exchange vows. Green vines tangled with the woodworks, as pretty small flowers gave off their sweet fragrance. Ororo was adjusting a small bouquet of lilies and orchids that was attached to every chair beside the aisle, as I teleported out of the reception area and outside the door where I knew Remy would be waiting. I knocked on the door, which was opened by a rather stressed out looking Scott Summers.

"Vot is wrong?"

Scott merely pushed the door open further to let me in and just pointed at Remy, who was nervously pacing the floor. He had stopped to look at me, his expression turning from anxious to terrified in a matter of seconds. Before I could ask what was wrong, he had both his hands on my shoulders and asked in a strangled tone, "De weddin's off aint it? Dieu! I knew dis would happen! She didn't change her mind did she?" I'm pretty sure that my eyebrows were hitting my hair hairline as I looked over at Scott who was shaking his head.

"Remy…"

"Or did she run away? Tell Remy she didn't run away!"

"REMY!"

He stared slightly at my tone and was quiet long enough for me to say, "Rogue iz getting ready. And I haf come to take you downstairs."

"Y' mean…de wedding still be goin on?"

Shaking my head bemused I pushed Remy out of the room as Scott asked out loud, "Was I as bad as this on my wedding day?" Chuckling I made my way downstairs, holding Remy firmly by his arm. His handsome face was a mix of nervousness and happiness as he beheld the flower wonderland where he was to be wed.

"Storm really has out done herself this time." I heard Scott speak as the three of us stood in our places under the arch. Remy didn't say anything; he was too busy looking at all the guests, his hands nervously fiddling with his cuff. I placed a comforting hand on his shoulder, "There iz no need to worry mein freund." He seemed to take comfort in those words as his face relaxed slightly. Very slightly though, mind you. Finally, all the guests were seated; a comforting buzz of talking was in the air.

Silence fell as music began to filter through the air. The first one down the aisle was Jean, looking as sunny as ever. She was followed by Ororo and Logan, Kitty and Piotr and last, Bobby and Lorna. There was a small smile on Remy's face, as though he could not believe that this was happening. There was a sense of anticipation in the air as the wedding march began to play, Remy's eyes fixated on the frosted glass foyer doors along with the rest of the company. There was a collective intake of breath as Rogue swept into view. She was wearing a strapless white dress with delicate embroidery that started from the torso and ended in two striped to the end of the full-sized skirt, with a thick ribbon tied around her pale neck. In her hands was a simple spray of half-bloomed white roses. Her hands were bare; the bride had flat out refused to wear gloves saying that she didn't want anything between her and her husband's hands. Her usually tousled wavy hair had been brushed back into a loose bun, letting only the white streaks fall down to frame her face. The only ornaments that she wore were a pair of dangling earrings and a matching pendant that had been threaded through the ribbon around her neck. A see-through white shawl was resting on her arms, completed her appearance.

By her side was Professor Xavier. No one had been more pleasantly surprised than the professor himself when Rogue had gone to him and asked him to lead her down the aisle and give her away. The Professor's expression was on of extreme pleasure, which was echoed on Rogue's face, she was fairly glowing. I sneaked a peak at Remy's face, he was smiling at Rogue, a full blown out smile had replaced his usual smirk. The usual self-confidence had been replaced by a look of awe and marvel. Slowly by surely the pair made their way towards the small company that stood around Remy. The Professor placed Rogue's hand into Remy's with a fatherly pat on their entwined fingers.

I cleared my throat as I began the ceremony, "Dearly beloved. Ve are gathered here today, to bear witness the joining of these two souls in holy matrimony." As the ceremony went on, I noticed that both seemed completely wrapped up in each other. I was prepared to bet that at that moment, even if Magneto and a whole herd of Sentinel attacked, they wouldn't have even noticed. Or maybe Rogue would, and pummel each (or either) into the ground for ruining her wedding. Fighting back the amused notion I nodded Scott, who moved forward with the rings. The simple silver sterling claddagh rings went from one hand to finger and again. With a smile I told Remy, "You may now kiss the bride."

Remy delicately raised the veil, as though it was made of the most finely spun sugar, pulling it over Rogue's head, careful of her hair. Their eyes met for a split second before he leaned down and pressed his lips against hers in an ardent embrace. Both were oblivious to the cheers and hoots that came from the crowd around them, breaking apart when I coughed delicately.

They pulled apart with a smile, but Remy pressed his forehead against hers, his lips parting in a wide, happy smile, which was mirrored by her. He moved back, never letting go of her hand as I announced, with a happy smile of my own.

"I give you, for the first time, Mr. and Mrs. Lebeau."

Anna Lebeau

Right after Kurt announced us as man and wife, ah felt this really happy feelin' jes bubblin' in mah heart. Ah guess this is what it means t' be really happy. Ah never thought that this day would ever come for me. Ah mean, what with everythin' that Remy an' me have been through. Ah never really believed or dared t' dream that one day, we could be together. As in 'together forever', kinda thang.

But here we were. Years from when we first met. Years from when he first reached out his hand for mine, not really caring of my powers. Ah looked up into Remy's dark eyes as he gave my hand a gentle squeeze accompanied by a small smile. Ah returned that smile and pressed closer against him. Not a day has gone by when ah haven't thanked God for him and his love. And ahm especially thankful for the fact that he stuck through all the hard times.

Ah rested my head on his shoulder, letting my eyes wander over the crowd, tryin' t' ignore Remy's hand was tracin' the edge of the ribbon choker. Ah could see Jubilee standing next to Wolvie, both of 'em seemed t' be arguin' over somethin' mighty fierce. Ah wonder what Jubilee did this tahme. And then there were Bobby and Lorna. Bobby's standing across from Lorna and ah think that he looks like he just might ask Lorna t' dance after this first dance. Kitty and Piotr were talking with Warren and Betsy, the latter looking very pleased with themselves. Ah think that Kitty was praisin' the décor, which I admit was quite beautifully done.

Ah looked up when Remy pressed a soft kiss to mah temple, "J'et aime chere. Toujours." Ah let out a soft sigh of contentment as we moved to soft strands of music that filtered through the magnolia-scented air.

Lying here with you
Listening to the rain
Smiling just to see the smile upon your face
These are the moments I thank God that I'm alive
These are the moments
I'll remember all my life
I found all I've waited for
And I could not ask for more

Looking in your eyes
Seeing all I need
Everything you are is everything to me
These are the moments
I know heaven must exist
These are the moments I know all I need is this
I have all I've waited for
And I could not ask for more.

I could not ask for more than this time together
I could not ask for more than this time with you
Every prayer has been answered
Every dream I have's come true
And right here in this moment is right where I'm meant to be
Here with you here with me

Ah dun know who picked this song out, though ahm pretty sure that it was Jubilee, who had been picked in charge of the music. Before ah knew what happened, the beat picked up and 'fore ah knew what was happenin', Remy picks me up in his arms and swings me around.

Ah was just too startled t' do anythin' 'cept laugh. Ah swear that at that moment, he looked like a boy again. With so much happiness and joy in those scarlet eyes of his. Ah giggled as he let me stand on mah two feet again, "Watcha do that fer sugah?" Remy's grinned never faltered as he brushed his lips against hers in a butterfly kiss.

These are the moments I thank God that I'm alive
These are the moments I'll remember all my life
I've got all I've waited for
And I could not ask for more

I could not ask for more than the love you give me
'Coz it's all I've waited for
And I could not ask for more
I could not ask for more

Remy Lebeau

I never thought that dis day would come. Sure I had day-dreamed of it... but now dat it was here and almost all done... I had a hard time believin' it. It was almost like a dream. A dream dat I never wanted t' wake up from. The firecracker was dancing with me while Logan had whisked away my wife for a dance. I was half tempted t' ask 'er t' pinch me jes so dat I could make sure dat dis wasn't all jes a dream. I glanced over the dance floor, looking' fer Anna. She dancing with Logan, doin the strangest dance which strongly looked like de foxtrot. But who does a foxtrot on Jamie Cullum's music? Ma wife still looked like she was havin' a blast.

Ma wife. Jus' saying dat and Rogue in da same sentence, it just makes me feel so good an' warm inside. It jus' feels so right. Her emerald eyes locked with mine before flicking back to her dance partner. The firecracker must 'ave noticed dat I hadn't taken moi eyes off ma wife 'cause she said, "Is this what you've wanted?" I glanced down at de girl dat was fast turnin' into a lady. Her hair that was usually left loose over her shoulders had been twisted back into a French braid, her eyes lookin' intently at me as she waited fer my reply.

I tilted my head slightly, pondered da question slightly. "Petite, If y' would 'ave told Remy years back dat dis day would come, he would have been mighty wary. But...dis ain't what I had wanted." Slight shock and curiosity flicked over her face. "Dis be more than this poor t'eif deserves. He keeps t'inkin' dat it jus' be some dream." I chuckled an' added, "Jes ask Kurt."

Da firecracker nodded in understanding and slight confusion but still gave moi a hug as the last dance ended. I held her as she said, "Make her happy."

I nodded, "I plan on dat petite. I plan on dat."

Jubilation Lee

"Time for the bouquet and garter throwing!"

There was a loud round of hooting from the guys as Remy hitched Rogue's skirt up her leg, until her garter was showing. I rolled by eyes slightly at the guy's behavior as I muttered, "Oh honestly." He pulled the dark blue material and tossed it amongst the crowd, letting the crowd decide where it fell. Another round of hooting and cheering burst when the garter fell neatly into Bishop's lap. The poor guy blushed until he was looking like he had a huge tomato instead of a face and looked around confused what to do with the piece of material. I giggled behind my hand at his expression, poor guy. Maybe he'll finally give it to Sage.

The men moved back as me and the rest of the girls moved forward, jostling each other in hopes of catching the simple white roses bouquet. Rogue turned her back to the crowd and threw the flowers in what she hoped was the direction of the crowd. I made a grab for the flowers as they sailed neatly over my head and landed smack into the hands of Ororo, who just smiled serenely.

The bouquet and garter out of the way, the couple went around hugging and saying their farewell's to the group before they went to catch their flight for their honeymoon in the Hawaiian Islands. Remy had asked her where to go and that was the first place that came to her mind. Even after all their adventures, they had never been to Hawaii. So the couple figured that it was a suitable choice.

I watched the white limo pull out of the Mansion gates and let out a small sigh. I wish that I could find that kind of love someday. Who cared about all the trials that you went through; when in the end...you had a love like that?

I began my trek up to my room but was side-tracked when I heard someone giggling. Sounded like group giggling. A very large group giggling. I peeked around the corner to see a very flustered looking Sage and a very red faced Bishop surrounded by the new recruits. From what I gather, amidst all the laughing and good-natured ribbing, Bishop gave Sage the garter. Oh la la! Bout time! I was giggling all the way upstairs. Who'd have thought that? Wolvie caught me half-way to my room and asked me what was wrong. I could barely manage to tell him. He just shook his head and said, "Night Jubes."

I pulled off my peach brides' maid gown and carefully hung it in my closet. Quickly, pulling on my pale banana colored pajamas, I snuggled under the covers. My thoughts began to wander back to the wedding. More exactly, just how happy Remy and Rogue seemed. Their faces had an expression that was impossible for any artist or camera to capture. Inexpressible joy had been painted on their faces along with a certain look, which I just can't describe. I slipped underneath the sheet, my mind inevitably going back to their beginning.

I guess all the years of heartache, pain and torment down their journey…. All the challenges and hurdles that they had passed… they all were now worth it. I sighed and rolled onto my side, facing my bedroom window. I looked for the brightest star that I could find, given the small area, and made my wish. I wished for a love as strong as Remy and Rogue Lebeau's.

Ta-da! I'm back people! And I decided that all the chapters were a smidgen too short. So…I'm editin the whole story. And I plan on finishin' it in the coming two months. I added in Kurt and Jean and more Jubilee. Also changed the song, from 'You're still the one' by Shania Twain to "Couldn't Ask for More" by Edwin McCain, GREAT song!

I've deleted and re-submitted this story because I wanted fresh reviews for the fresh chapters. Sides, I've got all the reviews saved on my mail box So I guess its all good. So be a dear and drop a new review? Tell me what im doing wrong and or right.

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