Liz didn't want a big wedding. She never had. So she and Jack organized a small- but pretty- matrimony. At first, Liz suggested they just get the forms signed at City Hall, but Jack resisted. "I'm Jack Donaghy, Lemon." he'd said. "I could bring you on the most expensive wedding the world's ever seen. In any country, in any chapel."
"I just want something simple, Jack."

"Then we'll have something simple. But not that." Jack had ended up giving her the money to go out and buy herself a wedding dress- and a bridesmaid dress for her maid of honor, Jenna. They didn't invite many people; just Jenna, and Tracy and Kenneth, who were Jack's best men. Other than the priest, that was it- not even Colleen, or Liz's own parents were invited. It was simply a ceremony of love, and they already knew that they loved each other.

Regardless, the dark-haired writer was nervous as she waited by the door. Was she late? No, she wasn't. Did her dress cover the baby bump enough? Yes, of course it did. And if it didn't, Jack wouldn't even care. Did Jack even want to marry her? Did she even want to marry him? Yes, and yes. She couldn't help but feel like she was walking into something unknown. Breathe, Liz, she told herself sternly. You can do it.

With surprisingly steady hands, Liz pushed open the doors and started to walk down the aisle. She could see the others at the back- Jenna was wiping her eyes, uncharacteristically real tears flowing down her pale face. Kenneth was grinning widely, his blue eyes lit by a fiery excitement. Tracy was clapping, saying, "Damn! That's how you do it, Liz Lemon!"

Jack was staring at her with a small smile on his face. He held out his hand, and as she approached the altar, she took it.

"You look perfect, Lemon." he whispered.

"Oh, Jack." Liz choked out, tears welling in her own eyes.

She drowned out the minister as he spoke, and she could tell that Jack was doing the same. They were just staring into each other's eyes, and the whole world was just an unimportant blur.

Just then, Jenna leaned over imperceptibly and nudged Liz with her shoulder. "Liz." she whispered.

Liz snapped out of her lovestruck daze just in time to hear the minister say, "...take Jack Donaghy as your lawfully wedded husband?"

"I do." she replied. Jack grinned.

"And do you, Jack Donaghy, take Elizabeth Lemon to be your lawfully wedded wife?"

"I do." he responded, reaching out and taking Liz's hand.

"I now pronounce you… husband and wife."

Liz pitched forward and embraced her boss, laughing and crying at the same time. His arms wrapped tightly around her back, and they kissed.

"Thank you for this." she whispered.

"No." Jack said. "Thank you."