Little wedding bells

Having spent an entire day and most of the night making love Temperance Brennan felt as though she were a month over due for a shower. Though she couldn't seem to pull herself from her bed. She lay on her stomach, her head and left arm laying over Booth's chest and stomach. She liked this more then anything she had experienced. Being able to just lay with a man she enjoyed conversing with, enjoyed being around in any capacity. Not to mention the amazing sex and the all around fact that she just all out loved him.

Sighing she smiled when his left hand wrapped around her back. "Hey you awake?" questioned Booth sleepily.

Shifting her head to his right shoulder she locked her grey blue eyes on his brown. "Yes. I'm awake." she answered.

Shifting Booth brushed some of her hair from her face. Her skin held a sort of glow that he'd never seen on her before. Her eyes bright and happy. "I have loved you for a longgg… time." he whispered.

"I believe I have loved you for a while as well. Though I just realized exactly how." she whispered back, her tone thoughtful.

Leaning up Booth pressed his lips to hers. "Do you like the ring?" he murmured out of now where against her lips.

Frowning she pulled back, "The ring?" she questioned. Looking down to her finger she eyed the adornment. "It's beautiful Booth… from the Victorian era."

Grinning he kissed her cheek, "It's a Booth family heirloom." he whispered before he began to assault her earlobe and neck.

Rolling her eyes back Brennan let out a shaky breath. She could diffidently get used to her and Booth doing this always. At her phone ringing she opened her eyes and snatched it from the bed side table. Peering at the screen she sighed. "It's Angela, Booth I have to take this." Pulling the phone open she pressed it to her ear while Booth looked to her. "Hello." she answered.

"Please, Sweetie… could you please tell me why you aren't at the chapel getting ready for your wedding right now?" asked Angela quickly. "I swear, if you are in bed with a naked Booth I… I am so jealous!"

Chuckling Brennan grinned to Booth, "What time is the wedding Angela?" she questioned. At the word wedding Booth's eye brows shot up.

"Five, Sweetie. So cam will let everyone be there." responded Angela.

Looking to the clock Brennan attempted a groan but instead she moaned as Booth began to assault her neck. It was one thirty. "We'll be there by Two the latest." she finally said.

"No, no Sweetie. Just you. Send Booth to Hodgins." corrected Angela. "And hurry Babe!"

Closing the phone Brennan looked to Booth. "I have to be to the church by two." she reported. When Booth frowned she grinned, "You're the one that wanted it today."

"Okay." Booth nearly wined.

"And you need to get to Hodgins' to get ready." she added.

At this Booth perked, "I have always wanted to see inside that place!" He declared before he jumped from the bed.

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Standing at the front of the church Booth amazed at just how much Angela had accomplished. The church its self was small and quaint. The ceilings high and vaulted. On each pew was a green bow, with white wedding bells each. Two smaller real bells hung from each white bell.

There was maybe a handful of people on each side of the chapel. Hodgins and Russ stood to Booth's left. Each of them dressed in a tux with green accents that matched the bows. Glancing to his watch he rolled his eyes, it was fifteen after twelve. He'd been standing for fifteen minutes.
Just then the doors opened. Cam emerged first, taking her place before Angela made her way down the isle. Both wore green dress' that wispily flowed to their ankles. The color matching the men and bows. As the wedding march began he moved his eyes back to the door. Brennan appeared, Max at her side. She smiled to him before scanning the people in attendance. Grinning Booth let his eyes take her in. Her dress was long and white with no train. Strapless with a green band wrapping around her waist, ending in a bow at the back, the tails of the bow falling down the back of her dress. She had no vale, but her hair was half pulled up reviling her neck and framing her face at the same time.

Struggling to keep her composer Brennan tightened her grip on her white rose bouquet. Booth looked handsome waiting for her at the alter. His hands held in front of himself. She'd already thanked Caroline tearfully for allowing her dad and Russ to attend. She still had to thank Angel a for all she'd done… and pay her back. There was no way this was cheap.

Stopping next to Booth Max gave him a wink. "Here you go…" he said playfully as he gave Booth Brennan's hand. "…Let's see you handle her." Stealing a kiss on Brennan's cheek he chuckled with everyone else attending before he set down.

Grinning now Booth waited patiently as Brennan handed her flowers to Angels before he took both of her hands and obtained at least a complete half of her attention. "Is it nice so far?" he questioned.

Smiling back her eyes twinkled. "It got much better when I seen you here waiting for me." she replied.

With that the preacher began. With the normal marriage vows they became Man and Wife. Smiling happily the kissed before they made for the exit. Then they were lead to a limo and told they would be taken to the reception.