Hi everybody! Thanks for your great reviews. This is chapter one of the first part of this story.

In total, I think there are three sections to this story, each with about 8 chapters. I've got most of the first written, so we'll see how long it takes me to type it all.

Disclaimer: I noticed that I forgot this, so here it is; I don't own Bones, Fox, or anything related to either. I do, however, own all the characters in my head that have not appeared on paper or computer yet.

Chapter 1- Wedding Blues and Saviors

Brennan sat alone in her dressing room, thinking. She was in her wedding dress, and she said a silent prayer of thanks that she had refused to buy the puffball dress that Angela had wanted. Her dress was a cream color, for fitting until her waist, where it flowed out gently to her calves. A peach colored sash held the dress firmly at her waist.

Brennan sighed and leaned forward in her chair, letting her head drop onto the table. She was trying to prepare herself for what would happen next. She was going to marry Booth, and she was terrified that it wouldn't work out. She knew Booth would not divorce her, since he was Catholic, but the rational part of her brain knew she definitely did not want to be stuck in an unhappy marriage.

By this point, Brennan was beginning to cry. Of course, Angela had to walk in, beginning to yammer about doing makeup and hair until she saw her best friend.

"Sweetie, what's wrong?" Angela asked, alarmed.

Brennan shook her head and turned her face away indicating that she didn't want to talk about it.

"Ange? Can you please just leave me alone for a while? I need to think," Brennan asked tearfully.

Angela saw Brennan's face and quickly complied with her request. She left the room and practically ran to the groom's dressing room. She pounded on the door until Booth opened it, looking slightly annoyed.

Angela spoke before Booth had a chance to. "Booth, you need to go see Bren. Something's wrong, but she won't tell me what."

Booth's expression changed to one of concern as he started down the hall. He shot a glance at Angela, seeing how distraught she was.

He gave her hand a squeeze, saying, "Thanks, Ange. Don't worry about it. Everything's going to be just fine."

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A knock sounded on the door. Bones didn't reply, but Booth walked in anyways. He walked straight over to his fiancée, engulfing her in a hug.

"Bones, baby, what's wrong?" he asked.

"I'm scared, Booth. I don't want to fail your expectations. I just don't know if I can be a wife!" Bones confessed.

"Oh, Bones. Don't say that. You're going to be a great wife," Booth assured her, "And even if you screw up, I won't care. I love you, and that's what counts, right?"

Brennan and sniffled and reached for a tissue. "I guess so," she agreed, "Thanks, Booth. I really needed that."

"That's me! Bones' savior!" Booth said as he assumed the superhero position.

This wrenched a laugh out of Brennan, and she knew she was ready. She could accomplish anything as long as Booth was with her.