Chapter 12

Ok. It came to my attention that in chapter 10, Alice drinks milk. And cats are lactose intolerant. But Alice is half human so she can drink milk and it won't kill her. Alright then, on with the story!

Helen's POV

Today was the day. October 16th. The day she was getting married.

Shortly after the day of the terrible 'stew,' Nikola and she decided on a date for the wedding. Things moved rather quickly from there. Food, bridesmaids, location, dresses, and suits were all taken care of. Nikola had even picked a best man! At her insistence, of course, but that was beside the point. Nikola had finally decided between James and Nigel, James would be the best man.

Helen stood in front of the full length mirror in her old bedroom at her father's house. She had taken weeks picking out the perfect dress. It was a sleeved dress, ruffled on the sides of the top, layered at the bottom, with a semi-long train off the back of the bustle. It was wonderful because the dress was slightly loose; she was broaching on four month pregnant and soon would begin to show.

Her hair was wound into a tight bun with ringlets of hair falling down. The veil came down to her lower back and her bouquet was made completely of English bluebells.

Helen spun around once to inspect everything when there was a knocking on the door.

"Come in." She called. Penny, Helen's maid of honour, was at the door.

"The carriage is waiting outside." She said smiling.

"Thank you Penny. Would you care to help me with my train?"

"Of course." Penny came around Helen and took up the train.

"You look so beautiful, Helen." Helen felt herself blush.

"Thank you." She said again.

"You are so lucky to have a husband like Nikola."

"He's not my husband yet. And believe me; I know lucky I am." Helen lowered her voice at end of the statement. She hadn't told any of her friends she was pregnant. While when they were pregnant they all told her right away. It made Helen feel like an awful friend.

Before Helen knew it, they were at the chapel. Stepping out of the carriage, Helen and Penny walked into the chapel.

There waiting for her was Gregory Magnus. Her father. Ready to walk her down the aisle. He reached his elbow up for Helen to take. After snaking her arm around her father's Gregory leaned in and whispered in her ear.

"You look gorgeous my dear."

"Thank you, Father." She whispered back.

"Your mother would be very happy right now." Helen bowed her head.

"I'm sure she would." Gregory looked back towards Penny.

"Let's get this wedding started shall we?" Penny nodded and disappeared for a moment; letting the pianist know to start the music. It started up and the big oak doors opened up in front of her revealing all the guests.

But at the very end of the isle was the only thing that mattered: Nikola. There he stood in a crisp, black suit, waiting eagerly for her.

'This is it. All the awfulness for the past year is gone. I'm marrying Nikola and we are going to have a baby. John is a thing of the past. I. Am. Moving. On.'

Helen was suddenly standing in front of Nikola and he was holding her hand.

"Dearly beloved, we gather here today to celebrate the joyous union between this man and this woman. If there is any man who believes these two should not be joined, let him speak now or forever hold your peace." As Helen heard the priest say those words Helen held her breath, half expecting John to burst through the door. But as the priest waited, nothing happened. Helen released the breath she had been holding and looked Nikola in the eyes. The priest continued to speak.

"True marriage is more than joining the bonds of marriage of two persons; it is the union of two hearts. It lives on the love you give each other and never grows old, but thrives on the joy of each new day. Marriage is love. May you always be able to talk things over, to confide in each other, to laugh with each other, to enjoy life together, and to share moments of quiet and peace, when the day is done. May you be blessed with a lifetime of happiness and a home of warmth and understanding." Helen watched as Nikola smiled. The priest continued with his speech.

"Please repeat after me. I, Nikola,take you Helen, to be my wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish; from this day forward until death do us part."

"I, Nikola, take you Helen, to be my wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish; from this day forward until death do us part." The priest nodded and turned to her.

"I, Helen, take you Nikola, to be my husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish; from this day forward until death do us part."

"I, Helen, take you Nikola, to be my husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish; from this day forward until death do us part."

"Now may we have the exchanging of the rings?" The priest motioned to the ring bearer, who approached them with the rings. Nikola picked up her ring and slid it on her finger.

"I, Nikola, give you, Helen, this ring as an eternal symbol of my love and commitment to you." Helen reached down and lifted the other ring to his finger.

"I, Helen, give you, Nikola, this ring as an eternal symbol of my love and commitment to you." The priest smiled approvingly.

"By the power invested by me, by the city of London, I pronounce you husband and wife. Nikola, you may now kiss the bride." Nikola grinned before leaning in and kissing her passionately. Helen wrapped her arms around his neck, one hand tangling in his hair.

When they came apart, the crowd cheered. The priest smiled and spoke loudly.

"Family and friends I present to you for the first time, Helen and Nikola Tesla!" The crowd cheered again and Helen and Nikola made their way out of the chapel.

Once outside, Helen looked up at the sky, taking notice of the leaves falling all around them.

"You were right, Mr. Tesla. The leaves are rather beautiful."

"Not as beautiful as you Mrs. Tesla."

"Mrs. Tesla. I like the sound of that." Nikola laughed.

"I said you would." Helen reached up to peck him quickly on the lips.

"I love you."

"So do I."

Nothing could ever ruin this. Nothing.

John's POV

John had always loved wedding. There was something about a blushing bride, a strapping groom, leaving the chapel, blissfully married that made him smile. When he heard there was one happening today, he came down to the chapel. He stood across the street beside a tree waiting for the happy couple to come out.

But when they did, John had to restrain himself. Helen. Nikola. They walked out of the chapel together, rings on their fingers, laughing together. Helen leaned up and quickly kissed Nikola.

This. Was. Not. Right.

She. Was. Going. To. Pay.