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Prompt: memories or wedding.

This was prompted as a part of my collection of prompt fills and ficlets "Snapshots", however it fits nicely into this universe so I decided to publish it here.

It's a rare quiet moment, the first for hours – or so it seems – and his eyes sweep the room as he tries to contain the nostalgia that is creeping in, the emotion a lump in his throat.

His youngest daughter is married, his baby girl, and even though he has done this before, even though he loves his newest son in law, it doesn't make it easier to curtail the overwhelming emotion of the day.

Kate has been joyful and collected all day and he wants to be too, but he can't help but wallow a little in the reminder that his kids are all grown up.

Their eldest son has his daughter on the dance floor, the girl's bare feet pressed to James's shoes as he dances her around the room, delighted giggles falling from her lips.

"Remember when that was Lucy?" Kate whispers, her chin on his shoulders, her voice in his ear.

"Yes."

Now that she's getting sentimental there's no hope for him.

He swipes at a stray tear leaking from the corner of his eye, reaches for her hand.

"She thought Alexis's wedding was one big party just for her, and now…"

"And now," he echoes, finds his youngest daughter amongst the crowd, by some miracle meets her eyes.

She grins, her mother's wide smile, such joy in her eyes that his lips lift automatically.

She's so happy, the little girl in the pretty dress at Alexis's wedding now a woman in a white dress with her husband's hand in her own.

In this fleeting moment she's shy, ducking her head at the pride that shines so bright in his eyes, so much like her mother.

But then someone demands her attention and she transforms, able to work the crowd with an effortlessness that Kate has always attributed to his genes.

"We did pretty well," he murmurs, slipping an arm around his wife's shoulders, drawing her close.

James is giving in to pleas of "more daddy, more", twirling his daughter on the dance floor; Noah is entrenched in quiet conversation with his partner, while Lucy and Jason traverse the crowd, gravitating towards them as they chat to Alexis.

Pride swells in his chest at the sight of them, and Kate's lips find his jaw, touching a kiss there.

"That we did."

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