The melody of the Boston Police Orchestra is soothing to your nerves as you take your assigned seat. Today is her special day, one that she'll never forget. You're going to have to make sure that you don't jump up and yell when Cavanaugh asks if anyone doesn't want them to get married. It's so sunny out, that you can see the slow tears on people's faces and they catch up and chatter before the wedding.
The music changes and you glance behind you to see everyone lining up to walk down the aisle. Slowly the pairs make their way to the front of the makeshift altar. The newly ordained Lieutenant Cavanaugh stood before the crowd, a teary twinkle in his eye like everyone else at this event. Rizzoli is the unsung hero of BPD and everyone's hearts are bursting with joy. Well, yours is trying to burst. You'll get over her, you have to.
After the wedding party is lined up, you hear the bridal march start and your heart sinks. Can you look at what you'll never have?
Sigh
Whatever.
You stand up and turn around, tearing springing to your eyes as you take in the heavenly form of the blushing bride, Jane Rizzoli. Her hair is still down in the classic Rizzoli mane but she'd donned a floral crown. Good lord, she's so beautiful. Why did you wait too long, why didn't you just tell her that you wanted to spend the rest of your life with her?
Why didn't you tell her that you wanted to kiss her dimples every time that she smiled?
Why didn't you tell her that her swagger was so sultry that you copied it?
Why didn't you save her when she shot herself?
Why didn't you save her?
Why didn't you?
Why?
She walks past you with Korsak on her arm. She smiles at you and god fucking damnit she just looks so ..content. She tries to wink at you, which makes the tears in her eyes finally spill over and you lose it. She looks so gorgeous in her white sundress that, for a moment, you think she might be an angel.
She floats to the front of the altar and turns around. You study her face for bit and suddenly it she bursts into tears and you look back down the aisle.
There's Maura, in her pure white Vera something-or-other dress, walking down with Mr Isles on her arm. She looks like a magazine bride, only somehow even more exquisite. She makes the trek down the red carpeted aisle and stops across from Jane. Cavanaugh starts his speech about true love and happiness and you feel a hand on your shoulder. It's Robin, your mother next to her is bawling.
"Are you okay Barry? I know this is gonna be hard" She said to you quietly.
You just shrug, you don't know if it will be okay.
You don't.