Lindsay paced back and forth nervously. It was killing her to wait like this. Why couldn't she just go out there and marry him already? Five more minutes, they kept telling her, just wait five minutes. But then five turned into ten and ten turned in fifteen. Lindsay began to panic. What if Danny had ditched? What if he had run away and they couldn't find him and that's why they were making her wait. "Stella, I'm going to throw up," she gasped.

Stella hurried over to her friend. She made her sit down and Stella sat next to Lindsay, rubbing her back. "No, you're not. Everything is going to be ok. I just talked to Flack. Danny's almost ready, and then we're going to start, ok?"

Lindsay nodded, not feeling capable of forming words.

Several minutes later there was a quiet knock on the door that caused Lindsay to jump. "Is it time?" she asked Stella eagerly.

Stella shrugged and went to open the door. It was Mac. "Please tell me that it's time," she whispered urgently, "Lindsay's about to explode."

"Almost," Mac whispered back, biting back a smile, "Let me talk to her for a second."

"Ok." Stella ducked out of the room and Mac went to sit next to Lindsay.

"Hey, Mac," she said quietly.

"Are you ready?" he asked.

"Yeah," Lindsay said, "I wish they'd just start already!"

Mac chuckled. "Lindsay," he said, his tone of voice changing to a more serious, almost embarrassed one, "I have something to ask you. More like offer, I guess," he said stumbling over his words a bit.

"What?"

"Well, I was just thinking that since your father wasn't going to be here I could walk you down the aisle, if you want," he blurted out, "If you don't want me to, that's ok," he added quickly, "But I just wanted to let you know that you had that option."

A beaming smile spread across Lindsay's face. "Really?"

"Yeah," Mac said, slightly embarrassed.

Lindsay threw her arms around him and kissed him on the cheek. "That's so sweet!" she exclaimed, "Thank you so much!"

"No problem," Mac let out a sigh of relief.

Stella came back into the room just then. "They're ready, Linds," she announced.

Lindsay squealed and stood up. She ran over to Stella and hugged her quickly. "Thank you for everything, Stella," she said.

The guests at the wedding of Daniel Messer and Lindsay Monroe gasped audibly when they saw Lindsay float down the aisle on the arm of Mac Taylor. Danny locked eyes with her, and couldn't seem to tear them away. He actually shed a tear watching his bride walk down the aisle towards him. She was radiant! A smile danced across her face and her cheeks were glowing pink with excitement. Her long white gown was simple, yet beautiful, just like she was and her brunette curls hung loosely around her face.

Lindsay hardly acknowledged the presence of her guests and she walked down the aisle. She didn't see Dr. Montgomery or Flack or Peyton and Danny's mother and sister. All she could focus on was Danny. She had always thought he looked cute in a tuxedo, but somehow he looked even more handsome than she'd ever seen him. She wanted to just ditch the whole idea of a calm, composed, blushing bride and sprint down the aisle to her future. It seemed as thought she and Mac were walking at a snail's pace.

Finally, she made it. Mac kissed her on the cheek and handed her off to Danny. He held her hand tightly and wished that they could get to the "man and wife" part. That's all he really cared about at this point. They both cried through their vows, and finally they heard the words, "I now pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss the bride."

Danny took Lindsay into his arms and kissed her. Lindsay rested her head on his shoulder, soaking his tux jacket with her tears. "I love you, My Montana," he whispered.

"I love you, too," she murmured.

The reception immediately followed the wedding. It was held outdoors and seemed just as perfect as the wedding. Danny and Lindsay never stopped smiling, and rarely left each other's side. Mac thought that Danny was going to cry when he asked Lindsay to dance with him. "It's just a few minutes, Danny," Mac teased, "You have a whole lifetime together." Danny brightened when he heard those words, loving the idea of spending his entire life with Lindsay.

"Ok," he sighed dramatically, "fine, go dance with her. But remember she's mine," he said jokingly.

Lindsay kissed Danny quickly on the lips and allowed Mac to lead her onto the dance floor.

Danny stood there watching his beautiful wife dancing with his boss. Suddenly he heard a voice behind him. "Didn't think I'd ever see Daniel Messer a married man."

Danny turned around and saw his best friend standing there. "Aw, shut up, Flack," he said, but secretly enjoyed it.

Don walked forward so that he was standing side by side with Danny. "She really is something, Danny, isn't she?"

Danny couldn't help the smile that crept onto his face. Lindsay was laughing at something that Mac had said. Danny always thought that she was the most beautiful when she was laughing. Or sleeping. He smiled, remembering that conversation they'd had about her peacefulness when sleeping. "Yeah, she is," Danny agreed. "But she's taken," he said protectively, "Remember that Flack, and keep your dirty little paws off of my Montana."

Don smiled. "I will, Danny. You'd kill me if I so much as touched her."

Danny nodded, "You got that right."

"Really, Danny," Flack said, his voice changing to a more serious tone, "I'm really happy for you. I don't think I've seen you this happy since – " he cut off, not wanting to bring bad memories to such a happy day. "Well, in a really long time."

"She's my whole world," Danny said quietly, "I'd be nothin' without her. I love her so much."

"I can tell. It's so obvious every time you look at her or even say her name," Flack teased.

"Shut up!" Danny flushed slightly. He rolled his eyes. "Whatever. It's true," he admitted.

The music ended and Mac accompanied Lindsay back over to Danny. "My turn," Flack exclaimed as soon as Lindsay had settled herself next to Danny.

Danny scowled. "No, my turn," he insisted.

"C'mon, Dan, you've got an entire lifetime ahead of you! I just want one measly dance!"

"That's what Mac said," Danny informed him crossly.

"Boys, boys!" Lindsay laughed as the two friends fought over her. "There's enough of me to go around!" She laughed even harder at Danny's shocked reaction to her saying that. "You know what I mean, Danny!" She rolled her eyes. "I'll dance with Flack, and then Danny can have a turn." Danny scowled again. "Stop being such a baby," she chided kissing him gently.

"Montana," he whined, grabbing her hand when Flack tried to lead her away.

Lindsay sighed dramatically. "Just a sec, Flack," she told him. She let go of Don's hand and allowed Danny to pull her close. She kissed him deeply and stayed in his arm for a minute before pulling away. "Better?" she asked.

"Much." Danny smiled and pecked her on the lips once more. "You can take her now, Flack," he informed his friend.

"Thank you, Danny," Flack said sarcastically, "I appreciate it!"

Stella approached Danny soon after Flack led Lindsay away. Mac had found Peyton and was now dancing with her. "I know I'm not the bride," she said with a smile, "but I feel a little left out."

"What about Sid?" Danny asked with a teasing smirk, "Or Hawkes?"

"Sid's dancing with a lab tech and Hawkes brought his girlfriend, remember?"

"Oh, well then I guess I have to," Danny sighed with fake exasperation, "Wouldn't want you to feel bad about yourself."

Danny shared the dance with Stella, but as soon as it ended he ditched her and searched out Flack. "My turn," he informed him bluntly, pulling Lindsay away from him, "We can trade," he gestured in the general direction of Stella, "Stella's over there."

Finally Danny pulled his wife into his arms and got to dance with her. "I've been waiting all day for this," he whispered into her ear.

She smiled and laid her head on his muscular chest. "Me too," she whispered back.

"How much longer do you think we have to stay at this thing?" Danny asked her with a gleam in his eye.

"Daniel Messer!" Lindsay scolded teasingly, "This is our wedding reception!"

"Big deal," Danny said, "The wedding night is much more important." He waggled his eyebrows.

"Nice try, Danny," Lindsay said.

"Please," he gave her his best puppy dog face.

"We still have to cut the cake."

"Screw the cake!" Danny exploded.

Lindsay laughed. "That's definitely going in my Best of Danny book."

"You have a book?" he asked, raising his eyebrows.

"No," she pecked him on the lips, "but I could make one if you want."

"Make the book," he ordered her.

"Then we have to wait until this thing is over," she informed him.

Danny sighed. "Not both?"

"Nope," she said.

"Fine, I'll take the book," he said after careful consideration.

Lindsay laughed. "What am I going to do with you?"

"I have some ideas," he said suggestively.

"Danny!" she laughed. "You really do have a one track mind, don't you?"

"No, I think about other things. You, the baby, ridding the world from evil, the baby, you, the baby, you…" he trailed off. "Mostly you and the baby," he said with a shrug.

She kissed him. "That's sweet."

"I love you," he told her.

"I love you more," she decided.

"Nu-uh," he said with a smirk.

"Yeah huh!"

"Nu-uh!"

"Yeah huh!"

They both started laughing at the sheer stupidity of their banter. The song ended and the guests urged them to cut the cake.

After what seemed like hours they had gone through the cutting of the cake, throwing of the bouquet and garter and all the other traditional wedding reception activities and were off on their honeymoon.

"Life sure is gonna be different around here," Stella mused as she watched them drive away.

"Yep," Mac agreed, "Just wait a few months. When Baby Messer comes into the world things are going to get interesting."

A/N Argh. Sry about that. Ik that a lot of it seemed rushed, but I didn't know how else to end the chapter. And I really didn't want to waste my time writing lame filler crap. So…yeah. Reviews are nice.

xoxo

Lia