Chapter 35:

I'm glad you all enjoyed the last chapter of the ceremony: this is going to be the reception and be a little more realistic in terms of the length :D

Claire's POV

That was just so adorable: the pair finally together, at last, joined forever in holy matrimony. When they break apart, Michael is the first person to Sam, whereas I am the first person to Amelie.

"Congratulations!" I squeal in her ear as we hug: she has the biggest smile on her face I have seen on anyone.

When I let go of her, Myrnin steps up and hugs her whilst I hug Sam.

"So big guy, how does it feel to achieve all your hopes and dreams?" I ask him and he laughs.

"Better than you could ever imagine Claire!" he says and I smile. "So just what are your hopes and dreams?" he asks, and I think for a second.

"To get a degree in physics... But, actually, no, because I already know everything we're learning... My biggest hope is to just be with Myrnin forever," I decide on and he smiles.

"Well, that's great," he says, before he leads Amelie down to the front of the church for photos. All the guests are leaving out of the side doors; I see Eve with Neil, Shane with Lauren and Oliver on his own and slunking out. However, we three walk up the aisle, me jumping with elation that they finally wed. I take Myrnin's hand and lean into him, whilst Michael zooms on ahead to help one of the human guests stand up - she appears to be in her late 80's, at least!

"So, Amelie and Sam finally did it," I say to Myrnin and he nods.

"Finally, Amelie is happy. Throughout her whole life she has been looking for someone speical, rejecting all that got close to her until she met Sam. And she tried to reject him as well, having gotten used to being alone, but she had changed in the moment she met him: he was the keeper," he explains and I get such an insight into Amelie's mind from just this one bit!

Sam looks into the church and says:

"Come on geriatrics! We don't have all night you know!"

we laugh before running ahead, me propelled by Myrnin's superspeed, and emerging to the beautifully landscape behind the church. Here, the married couple are posing for a few photos, before the bride beckons on us to join them. I stand inbetween Amelie and Sam, Michael to Sam's left, Myrnin to Amelie's right. Here, we have a range of photos taken before the photographer leaves, and we all look at each other.

Just as we're doing this, a horse drawn carriage - honestly, Sam has an obsession with these! - emerges around the corner and Sam hands Amelie up into it before saying:

"See you shortly!"

We stand and wave as they round the corner, before Michael heads to his car and we go to the limo that was left for us two to get to the reception in style!

Myrnin helps me in and we don't bother with seatbelts: I lean into him, my arms around his waist, his face in my hair.

"I love you," he murmurs into my curls (I had the hairdresser make my hair into bouncing curls so that it fitted in with Amelie's curled bun) and I say into the hard planes of his chest:

"I love you more!"

Normally (especially on the phone or texting) we'd launch into an 'I love you more' battle, but instead we decide to skip this and go straight to the kissing. Which we do for 15 minutes straight, until the (vampire) limo driver clears his throat and says:

"We've been here for 10 minutes - can't you at least take it inside?"

Oops! Giggling like crazy, Myrnin helps me out of the limo and we walk into the lavishly decorated City Hall main room, where Sam and Amelie are sitting at the main table. We rush up to join them, me sitting right next to Amelie and Myrnin next to me, and I look around the room.

"Not bad, huh?" I say to Amelie, pulling her from the trance she was in from Sam's eyes.

"It's absolutely brilliant," she says, in a slight trance and I giggle before supping my champagne. The starter arrives and my tomato soup looks amazing - Myrnin went for the prawn salad and it looks rather appealing. I begin to eat it, and it is divine... I finish it when the rest of the main table finish as well - we're eating fast!

After the soup, I have chicken on a bed of rice (scrumptious!) and chocolate dessert for pudding. Michael has to leave slightly earlier so he can set up for his first set and help the string band move their equipment back so it's not in his way. I suppose this is better for him, because he doesn't have a girlfriend, so for most of the evening he's not going to be in an awkward situation.

Sam takes Amelie's hand and leads her to the dancefloor in the middle of the room, the circular tables around the edges. They both wait for the music to start, in anticipation because they don't know what the song is! Michael says:

"This is my wedding present for you guys, so enjoy it!"

I jump with glee and clap my hands and Myrnin looks at me curiously.

"What is it?" he whispers into my ear and I smile.

"Michael wrote a song for them and managed to get it to be their first dance song without them knowing!" I explain as Michael begins playing the music on his guitar - shit, I hope they weren't listening!

Then Michael begins playing the song, and they dance in a beautiful style, their love for one another showing in their expressions.

When they hear the lyrics, they look up in shock and Michael smiles at them, then when they look at me and I do the same. The guests look in amazement, and I see Eve is crying (then again, pregnant women do seem to be set off easily) in the corner.

"This is really thoughtful!" Myrnin says softly before I kiss him.

"I know, I've been helping him get it sorted and to practise it for ages now: I came up with the idea and he wrote the lyrics!" I explain and he puts his hands around my chest.

"Well, you are just amazing!" he coos softly and I smile. The song finishes, everyone claps before we get up and walk over to the duo. Myrnin begins to dance with Amelie (it's customary!) and I take Sam, with a slightly more upbeat song now. We dance around and I say to him:

"So, hows married life treating you?" in a jokey manner and he laughs. All around us people are making their way onto the dancefloor, but staying a respectable distance from us four. The song ends and I move onto Myrnin and dance with my true love for over three songs. Then, Amelie taps me on the shoulder and says:

"Come with me please."

Unwillingley, I step away from Myrnin who is now stood with Sam and follow Amelie into another room, which is soundproof: I cannot hear a single thing from the party hall.

Amelie is positively glowing and looks so happy: she leans against the desk in the room and twirls her wedding ring and engagement ring around.

"So..." I say - why has she brought me in here, away from Myrnin?

"Will you help me categorise these presents; it's been bugging me since I arrived but Sam doesn't care," she says seriously - is she actually kidding me? No, apparently not, given she's looking completely dead pan serious.

"Ok," I grudgingly say, and for 25 minutes we alphabetise presents in accordance to their giver. Oh god, I want to kill her!

Myrnin's POV

Finally Amelie gets her out of the room, and into the soundproofed one so that Claire cannot hear what's going on.

"Michael, when I tell you to, can you start playing 'You're Beautiful' please?" I ask him as he finishes a song.

"Sure - is this for...?" he asks, not wanting to mention the 'thing' on the microphone. I nod my head in agreement and he understands. Sam turns to me and mouths:

"Where are you doing it?"

I incline my head in the direction of the corner, where there is a beautiful balloon archway, which I had Amelie get specially. It's all part of my master plan, for a perfect setting, so that she can't say no.

"Oh, so is that if your irresistable charm fails, at least the nice decorations might sway her?" Sam grins and I want to bat him over - it's not funny. He gets that so says, "Relax man, you know what she's going to say, it's a dead cert, what with it being my wedding: whatever Amelie and I want, we get today, so there's 100% chance of getting the right answer!" he claps my shoulder before walking to the nearest waiter and arranging something. He comes back (with some champagne as well) and grins:

"Lighting will go down when she comes in. Have arranged that when she comes in, Eric will trip her up. You can then pick her up, take her to the corner and then pop the question, okay?" he explains and I smile - thank god for Sam!

"That's great - thanks!" I say to him and wait for Claire to come back from the distraction by Amelie!

Claire's POV

Finally, we finish this mundane activity and Amelie leads me through the door and back to the party.

"Thank you for that Claire: you've been extraordinarily helpful and you can now enjoy the party," she says, for the last part she raises her volume for some strange reason.

Still puzzled about this, I walk through the ornately decorated doors and am immediately tripped up by a waiter.

"Oh my, miss I am so so sorry!" he says apologetically, as Myrnin rushes over to help me up. He bares his fangs, and scoops me into his arms before zooming me to the corner - with... Hey, I didn't order a balloon arch!

Michael is playing 'your beautiful' by James Blunt, one of my favourite songs, at the minute, and abstractly I notice that Sam and Amelie (arms around each other) are pretending to be occupied but are staring over at us. Confusing!

"Claire, you mean so much to me," Myrnin says, as he sets me down underneath the arch, which is rather pretty. I always imagined whenever I got engaged that there would be an arch to encompass me in: I told Amelie this the other day, when we were swapping stories about fantasies.

"Yeah..." I say and he bends down for some reason. I haven't a clue why... Oh.

He's on one knee and brandishing a blue velvet box, which he is just opening. Inside, is a delicate gold band, with an intricate web of diamonds on the front: it's gorgeous! But back to Myrnin!

"Claire, I love you so much. You mean the world and more to me, so would you do me the honour of becoming my wife?" he asks, with his effortless charm showing through instantly: I just can't say no to this man - not that I would want to!

"Yes!" I squeal and he takes ahold of my left hand to slip the ring on - it's a perfect fit! He stands up and I kiss him, my arms around his neck - I try to steal some of the Glasses happiness and passion and it works. Best kiss of our lives!

The whole room (well the vampires as they could hear) bursts into applause and Michael says:

"Congrats to Claire and Myrnin, who are now engaged!" this clears things up for the humans who now join in the clapping: I see Eve is jumping for joy.

I walk with Myrnin over to Sam and Amelie... That's what she was doing!

"You were distracting me!" I blow her cover and she laughs, giving me a hug.

"Yep, and I guess you know how it feels now!" she says and I nod.

"Yes. I wanted to kill you," I admit, deadpan serious, and Sam roars with laughter, clapping Myrnin on the back.

"Oho, Myrnin, I'm the lucky one... We used all the ideas on sneaking around for this wedding - enjoy thinking up more!" he boasts as I lean into Myrnin.

"That's how much you know!" he sniffs, before laughing loudly.

So how quaint - getting engaged at the happiest event of the year? IT'S FRICKING AWESOME!

Did any of you expect that? I mean, it WAS sorta obvi :D

Ohhh, who do you think should be maid of honour - Eve or Amelie? Also who for best man?

Please review!

Vicky xx