A/N: I'll be honest; I'm not very good at speeches, so I'm not thoroughly happy with this chapter. I promise I'll make it up to you as the story progresses :)

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"Good afternoon everyone, as many of you know, my name's Nick Cutter, Jayme's father, and I'd like to welcome you all to the Ashwood Hotel, I think we can all agree this and the beach where the ceremony took place were very fitting venues for the happy couple. Before I properly begin, I'd like to take a moment to give a special thanks to the lovely parents of the man my daughter has married; Karen and William Becker, it's been an absolute pleasure to get to know you," Nick Cutter began, standing up from his seat, a glass of champagne in hand as the wedding guests listened intently to what he had to say.

"This is usually the moment where I tell you all about Jayme as a little girl, and recall cherished memories of her childhood, and of course the embarrassing moments as well. Unfortunately, I didn't have the pleasure of knowing her until five years ago, so I guess that part will have to be skipped. What I do know is that Jayme is incredibly strong-minded, there's very few people who can change her mind when it's set on one thing, which would explain why some, such as Connor, have given up trying," The Scottish man stated, a slight echo of laughter emerging from the audience, "She's also determined, intelligent, and she cares deeply about the people in her life, she's also very stubborn and very reserved, so it's often difficult to know what she's really thinking. But I do know she loves Becker with all of her heart, and nothing makes me more proud than seeing the life she is building for herself, and the effort she has gone to in order to keep it all together. She is the most incredible person I know, she brings light into my life and she means the absolute world to me, so Becker, word of warning, you better treat her well,"

"Moving on to the groom; funny enough, I've known him longer than I've known my own daughter. When I first met Becker, I had a feeling I wasn't going to like him, lucky for us he proved me wrong, I know the kind of strong and brave man he is, and I know that this is reflected in the eyes of his loving parents. He is a bit of a routine man though, and in no particular order, I can give a few things I've noticed about him since getting to know him over the years."

"He always has chicken tikka masala from an Indian and never tries anything different,"

"He will only have tomato sauce made by Heinz,"

"He's a bit of a neat freak, so as you can imagine, he's always making sure Jayme knows where everything goes. It was a disaster going to their new apartment after the move, OCD overdrive,"

"He lives his life by rules, although to be fair, he is always breaking them,"

"But on a serious note, Becker has worked hard over the years I've known him, and although doing a pretty dangerous occupation, he always puts others ahead of himself. I know he thinks the world of Jayme, and I'm very proud of them both. As long as they've known each other they've gone through some tough situations, but have always managed to come out on top. I wish them both all the happiness in the world, and welcome Becker into our family, although it already feels like he and our close friends have been a part of it for so long already. To Jayme and Becker," And with that he held up his glass to the couple, giving his daughter a loving smile before taking a drink of the champagne and sitting back down at the table where Abby complimented his speech.

"I was so hoping they would have his name in the wedding ceremony, it was the only way I figured we would learn it," Connor stated, wearing a small pout as the blonde beside him chuckled at his expression.

"We still have enough time to find out, Con, he can't possibly keep it hidden forever," Abby told him, planting a kiss on her husband's cheek in assurance. Connor responded by reaching under the table, taking her hand in his and still, after all this time, feeling a flip of his stomach and a tingle across his body at the touch. Her smile brought him back to reality, and only then had he realised he had been staring at the blonde, much to everyone else's amusement. But he didn't move his gaze, instead he simply smiled back and Abby laughed at the cuteness of her man. She really did love him.

There were more speeches passed around as the night went on, one from Becker's twin sister who thought it better to spend most of the time embarrassing him and talking highly of Jayme, it seemed that she was just happy to have another woman in the family. Then there were the speeches of the bride and groom. Becker's speech took the breath away from most people, it was rare to hear him so genuine and romantic, and before Jayme, it was a side to him that those at the ARC had never seen nor heard before. Jayme's speech was equally as sweet, a complete dedication to Becker of how he changed her life and opened her world; it wasn't difficult for anyone to see how much the two loved each other. And then there was Jess' speech as maid of honour which was a refreshing mix of beautiful and hilarity that made them all smile, and Connor's which at first made Becker want to kill him, and then actually turned out pretty sweet, as one could imagine it turning out to be.

"Ladies and gentlemen, and fellow survivors of that awesome stag night, speaking of which how did Becker manage to drink that much tequila and what on earth was Connor doing with the toothpaste?" Zach began, shaking his head as he smiled. Soon enough the attention was on Becker's old roommate, standing there with champagne in hand and smoothing out his tie with the other, "Er, well, never mind that... Y'know, when I woke up this morning, the first thing I said was to make sure I didn't forget my speech, well, I think it's clear what happened, I left the apartment and yes, you guessed it, I forgot it. So... Well, I met Becker at school when we were five, and we pretty much became best mates. Er, well, he hasn't changed a bit, actually scratch that, he is a lot bigger, more muscles, not the scrawny little thing he used to be when he was ten, yep. Erm, huh, I know I've changed a great deal because I used to always bleat things out at the stupidest moments, for instance, I would've told you about how I met the bride as she snuck out of Becker's room after a drunken night, they weren't even together," Jayme's head fell in her hands as he spoke, a small smile on her face. A few eyes fell on the couple, and a few laughs were heard from some the guests. Becker wrapped an arm around her, bringing her attention back to Zach as he carried on improvising his speech.

"Wait, she was drunk that night?" Nick asked Connor, and he looked at Abby for help, though she couldn't help but chuckle at his expression.

"It's not a big deal, Nick, it worked out didn't it?" The blonde stated, looking over at him as he shook his head, a small smile on his face that let her know he wasn't planning on killing Becker anytime soon.

"Anyway, probably shouldn't have mentioned the walk of shame, but it's always interesting meeting your mate's future bride that way," Zach stated, sending a smirk Jayme's way, "Y'know it's funny, I never expected Becker to marry, he was always the one who didn't do relationships, mostly just flings and stuff, so you can imagine my reaction when he told me he was going to propose, speechless, a lot like I am now. I mean, I know he's been there once before, but I figured after that he'd never do it again, and yet here we are; though this time he actually went through with the wedding. Anyway, I know this time it's real because I know Jayme's a special girl, I'll give her that, she treats him well and it's obvious they love each other. I know Becker was hung up on her for a while when he first met her, not sure where she went after that, but when she came back, I think it's pretty obvious she was still on his mind because look at what we have here, the lovely couple. So, erm, I'll probably just wrap this up now, yeah? To Becker and Jayme, I honestly do wish you all the happiness in the world, mate, you deserve it,"

Becker gave him a nod in appreciation, before turning to the brunette and pressing his lips to hers, "He's right, you know, you never left my mind," The soldier whispered, and she could only smile at his words, feeling a little speechless herself. And he had never left hers.

As the night went on, Jess finally managed to get Becker and Jayme back onto the dance floor; luckily it was a slow dance song, so the couple were happy enough with the decision. Becker was the better dancer; actually to many people's surprise he was really good; the brunette on the other hand wasn't a big dance fan. Though thanks to Jess' help, she didn't turn out too bad, although the getting there was completely stressful to both Jess and Jayme, alcohol was the only reason they continued to try. Turns out Jess' experience with tequila and dancing came in very handy.

"I can't believe we're finally married," The soldier murmured, letting the rhythm of their bodies act as a trance, completely relaxing the mind and filling him with a warmth of love that only the woman in his arms right now could provide.

"Me neither," Jayme agreed, letting her fingers fiddle with the ends of his hair at the back of his neck, "I didn't think I would ever get married," She added, letting the spark of truth out as she looked up into his eyes. Those kind brown eyes that she loved so much, like pools of melted chocolate, and at times when the light hit them she could swear a glint of amber would reflect back, making her remember just how beautiful they were, and just how handsome he was, and how lucky she was to even have someone like him in her life let alone be the woman he loved.

"There was a time when I did, but that faded after a while. I think for the past five years or so before I met you the thought of marriage didn't even cross my mind again, I guess I assumed that it just wasn't for me," Becker stated, briefly thinking back over his life.

"I'm figuring Lauren was the one who caused it to fade?" Jayme queried, voice soft, not wanting to bring up the past too vividly.

"Only girl I ever considered marriage with before I met you, proposed and everything, well you know the story. I guess I was naive to think I'd never fall in love again, and who'd have thought that it would be stronger this time around. Shows just how much you mean to me, Mrs Becker," The soldier responded. He was glad he could talk about the past with her without it causing any drama, she was surprisingly accepting about anything he wanted to share with her, although if it were easier to get her past out of her then it would make it a bit better. It was strange how people always say the first love is the hardest and the strongest, he disagreed easily. He was completely over his first love, and how he felt about Jayme was the strongest feeling he had ever felt about anyone or anything before in his life. She was his everything, and he was hers, and he'd never been happier in his life than every second shared with her.

"I'm glad, Captain. I really do love you," The brunette stated, planting a kiss on his lips as they carried on gently swaying to the music, ignoring the flash that lit up from the corner of her eye, and she knew without looking that it had been Jess who had taken the photo.

"I love you too, more than anything," Becker added, tightening his arms so that she was pulled closer to him, chest to chest, and he let her steady heartbeat carry him away and free his mind from anything that dare intrude. As the song ended, Becker pecked her cheek, and the brunette sent him away to dance with Abby, and for a moment she simply stood still watching the scene ahead.

"Can I have this dance?" A voice behind her asked, and she spun around to find Danny standing there, a grin on his face and his hand outstretched.

"You dance?" She questioned, raising an eyebrow at him as he took her hands and they joined those on the dance floor, moving to the rhythm of the music.

"Just a little," He smirked, "Though I have to admit I never expected to see Jayme Cutter dancing, let alone get married,"

"Me neither, and while memories and feelings are being shared today, can I just say I'm happy you're in my life, Danny. I wouldn't be here today without you anyway," She admitted, smiling at the man.

"Well that's true, did save your life back then, didn't I? Terror birds are a bitch," He added, remembering how they met. Out in the Pliocene, a commotion of bird calls and screeches hitting his ears, going over to see what was happening, and then he saw her.

"And I have to thank Molly as well, that stick came in handy," The brunette stated, smirking. She could still see it all, she was once under attack by those birds, she had no weapons on her, she had left them back in her camp and that was when she was ambushed by them. By some miracle, Danny crossed her path and he saved her, with the aid of a very large and very strong stick. If it hadn't been for him, she may have died back then.

"For what it's worth, I'm glad we crossed paths. I guess you're alright, little Cutter," She laughed at his words, shaking her head at the man as he spoke.

"Thanks for that, Quinn,"

The gentle hand on her back made her jump slightly, "Do you mind if I interrupt?" The Scottish voice questioned, and she turned to see her father, a smile on his face.

"No problem, I think I'll go get another drink, anyway," Danny stated, grinning at the two, before the brunette prepared herself for another dance, and her father took her hand.

"I'm so proud of you, Jayme," Nick announced, making her smile and shake her head slightly.

"You've said that already,"

"I mean it; I just had to make sure you knew that. Being your father and everything I wanted you to know how much you mean to me, I couldn't ask for a better daughter,"

"And I couldn't ask for a better dad,"

When the song finally ended, she excused herself from the dance floor, sitting down for a moment at her table and letting her eyes wander. The wedding was a dream, and her husband was the love of her life, which only led her to often wonder what on earth she did to deserve him at all. Not that she wanted to spend her time thinking about such things, the point was she did have him in her life, and that's all that mattered. Setting the champagne back on the table, the note by the centrepiece caught her eye. Beside the note, one red rose lay, the thorns still in place on the stem making it difficult to hold. She ignored the flower, swiftly setting her fingers on the note and bringing the paper towards her. It had her name on it, though in handwriting she wasn't sure she recognised or not. As she unfolded the note, her breath caught in the back of her throat at the words and she was certain her heart had stopped for a moment.

'Congratulations, Jayme'

There was no name signed, no indication of whom it was from. All she knew was that it hadn't been there when she was at the table earlier, so whoever left it had done so when she was dancing. The brunette could've sworn she'd seen no one by the table, though her eyes weren't really focussed on anyone but Becker. The problem she couldn't work out was why it bothered her so much, why she had such a nervous feeling in her gut, why did she feel so hollow with only her heartbeat echoing through her body. And why was she letting it become more than it was. It was only a note, a congratulatory note; nothing wrong with that, and certainly nothing abnormal. In fact it was a lovely action, someone was happy for her, that wasn't a problem. She was clearly being ridiculous.

"Everything alright?" She let the note slip under her hand as the soldier sat down beside her, not trying to resist kissing her and smiling after he did so.

That only made her feel like she was doing something wrong. This was stupid. She was being stupid. "Everything's fine," And now she was lying. Was she simply being paranoid? Something good was happening, she was completely happy so she had to screw it all up by letting a note, that was only trying to share her happiness, get to her? She shook her head, pushing back all unnecessary thoughts to the back of her mind before smiling at her husband, "There's nothing to worry about," Jayme added, hoping that those words were the complete truth and not just there for show.