***full pagan handfasting vows included and for younger readers warning slightly raunchy ending to this chapter.***

Jeff waited nervously fidgeting on the spot. Matt stood beside him with a hand up on his shoulder. Ville's finger glazed over the keys letting the notes ring out. He wasn't singing, just playing some of his own songs that had piano that Logan liked.

Maria came out first. She was in a strapless black dress that had a small train. Stephanie followed also in the same. Jade and Ben appeared. The guests lost it. Jade and Ben linked arms and picked up the hems of their dresses. They were decked out in off the shoulder black satin with large full skirts pinned up. With arms still linked, they skipped down the path between the guests, kicking over exaggeratedly with their boots. Daryl facepalmed as the rest of Jeff's party were in tears with the guests. Whoops and hollers were heard.

"Show us your tits!" Hollered Edsel Dope and Bam Margera. Jade obliged and flashed a pierced nipple. Maria groaned and shook her head.

The wedding party was in pain and the bride hadn't even emerged yet. Jackson was next down the path and took Logan's side. Ville began playing the piano introduction to 'Join Me'. Gil appeared and held out a hand, as everyone turned to watch. Logan stepped forward and reached out and took Gil's hand. It was as if the guests all drew breath at once.

"Holy shit dude" Shannon muttered in Jeff's ear.

Jeff could only stand there with his mouth open. She came down the path on Gil's arm in the black rubber latex dress. The fishtail swished as she kinda walked like an elegant morticia. The extra ivy vine were wrapped up her arms, around her neck and then down the dress, winding around her. The ivy was strategically wound around her neck to cover the bruise and wound she suffered. The dangerous drop v front of the dress made a number of guys turn away briefly so they wouldn't seem like they were checking out the bride. She and Gil approached quickly. As they did Jeff stepped forward and fell on his knees in front of her, still gob smacked. Gil let go of her and Jeff reached up for her hands and kissed them.

Jeff stood up finally and Logan closed his mouth. He smiled down at her and they turned to the celebrant who was waiting for them. The entire time Jeff kept one arm around her tiny corseted waist and the other held one of her hands close to him. He couldn't stop staring at her. She would steal glances of him every chance she got from under the green feathered lashes she had stuck on. Or at least Jackson had anyway.

They had chosen a pagan hand fasting ceremony for Logan's sake as she was rather ingrained in her belief. Jeff didn't care as long as it meant all the same thing and because it was slightly different he was into it. The pagan officiant turned and then presented a silver plate with six red cords laying upon it and placed it onto a small altar that had been set up. He turned and had Logan and Jeff face each other. He took Logan's right hand and Jeff's right placing them atop of each other. Then the same with the left of each, having that placed on top of their right. The officiant cleared his throat.

"Know now before you go further, that since your lives have crossed in this life you have formed ties between each other. As you seek to enter this state of matrimony you should strive to make real, the ideals which give meaning to both this ceremony and the institution of marriage.

With full awareness, know that within this circle you are not only declaring your intent to be handfasted before your friends and family, but you speak that intent also to your creative higher powers.

The promises made today and the ties that are bound here greatly strengthen your union; they will cross the years and lives of each soul's growth

Do you seek to enter this ceremony?" the officiant asked.

"Yes." Logan and Jeff answered in unison.

The celebrant continued.

"In times past it was believed that the human soul shared characteristics with all things divine. It is this belief which assigned virtues to the cardinal directions; East, South, West and North. It is in this tradition that a blessing is offered in support of this ceremony.

Blessed be this union with the gifts of the East. Communication of the heart, mind, and body Fresh beginnings with the rising of each Sun. The knowledge of the growth found in the sharing of silences.

Blessed be this union with the gifts of the South. Warmth of hearth and home The heat of the heart's passion The light created by both To lighten the darkest of times.

Blessed be this union with the gifts of the West. The deep commitments of the lake The swift excitement of the river The refreshing cleansing of the rain The all encompassing passion of the sea.

Blessed be this union with the gifts of the North Firm foundation on which to build Fertility of the fields to enrich your lives A stable home to which you may always return.

Each of these blessings from the four cardinal directions emphasizes those things which will help you build a happy and successful union. Yet they are only tools. Tools which you must use together in order to create what you seek in this union.

I bid you look into each others eyes."

They already had been. The entire time since she stepped out Jeff couldn't stop staring at her nor could he breathe properly. She said she was going to make it dangerous for him, he just didn't think she was really intent on it until he saw her in that dress. He was pretty sure half the male population of guests would've agreed with him.

"Jeff, Will you cause her pain?"
"I May"
"Is that you intent?"
"No"

The celebrant addressed Logan.

"Logan, Will you cause him pain?"
"I may"
"Is that you intent?"
"No"

He then addressed both of them.

"Will you share each other's pain and seek to ease it?"
"Yes" they answered together.

"And so the binding is made."
The First cord is draped and knotted around Jeff and Logan's hands. They both smiled at each other as it was done. All the while watching each other as if to try and read the other's thoughts.

"Logan, Will you share his laughter?"
"Yes"

"Jeff, Will you share her laughter?"
"Yes"

He addressed both of them again.
"Will both of you look for the brightness in life and the positive in each other?"
"Yes" again answering together.

"And so the binding is made."
The Second chord is draped across the couples hands and knotted. Shannon leaned into Matt's ear.

"Two down, four to go." Matt elbowed Shannon hard. Phil and Greg sniggered.

"Logan, Will you burden him?"
"I may"
"Is that you intent?"
"No"

"Jeff, Will you burden her?"
"I may"
"Is that your intent?"
"No"

"Will you share the burdens of each so that your spirits may grow in this union?"
"Yes"

"And so the binding is made."
The celebrant drapes and knots the third chord across the couples hands.

"Logan, will you share his dreams?"
"Yes"

"Jeff, will you share her dreams?"
"Yes"

"Will you dream together to create new realities and hopes?"
"Yes" They answered together, still staring, still watching.

"And so the binding is made."
The fourth chord is added across the couples hands.

"Jeff, will you cause her anger?"
"I may"
"Is that you intent?"
"No"

"Logan, will you cause him anger?"
"I may"
"Is that your intent?"
"No"

"Will you take the heat of anger and use it to temper the strength of this union?"
"We Will"

"And so the binding is made."
He adds fifth chord across the couples hands.

"Logan, Will you honor him?"
"I will"

"Jeff, Will you honor her?"
"I will"

"Will you seek to never give cause to break that honor?"
"We shall never do so" they answered together.

"And so the binding is made."
He adds the sixth chord across the couples hands. Jeff was smiling. Almost at the end. Almost officially husband and wife. Logan was chewing her lip in anticipation.

The celebrant then knotted all six cords together, binding Logan and Jeff's hands to one another.

"The knots of this binding are not formed by these chords but instead by your vows. Either of you may drop the chords, for as always, you hold in your own hands the making of breaking of this union."

Logan and Jeff slip their hands out of the knotted cords and the celebrant takes them and replaces them on to the silver dish on the altar. He holds his hands outwards and nods as a sign that its done. Jeff beamed and scooped Logan up into an embrace and kissing passionately in front of everyone. Jeff slips the white gold band onto her hand and she does the same to Jeff. He picked her up and spun with her. Only to stop to kiss her again.

The guests were either cheering or crying. Maria, sniffing quietly, rested her head on Jade's shoulder. Daryl, trying to be discreet, produced a tissue and dabbed his eye. Shannon elbows him but Daryl just shrugs. Matt collected his brother and new sister-in-law into a hug. Until he was tapped on the shoulder by Jade and Ben.

"What about us Machew? You love us doncha?" they feigned pouty bottom lips. Matt rolled his eyes and collected the two younger men into a family hug. Jeff broke from Logan to go to his father. Gil hugged his happy younger son. Gil figured they'd either settle each other or they'd both run wild. He was leaning toward the latter in all truthfulness.

Morgan was obliged to stand up on his chair and face the guests.

"Let's get this party started!"

Cheers, whistles, whoops and hollers were returned to him. His wife Rayna pull him back down by the seat of his pants. All through the night the merry making continued. Jeff and Logan did not leave each other for an instance. They were like glue. During their first dance as husband and wife they just swayed gently with their heads pressed together like they do.

"I'm telling ya Jupiter, that" he pointed down at her dress and curves, "Is killing me."

"I told you, you're in trouble now."

"I'm doomed. But happily." he whispered.

He watched them. He had watched the whole thing. He gritted his teeth watching the ceremony. He could've intervened at any time up until now. No, he wanted things to be perfect. The utterly most perfect and right time, when they were so ignorant and happy that they had forgotten the world around them. That is when he would strike. When the world was in the palm of their hands. That is when he would come and take it all out from under them.

The night had wore on, the guests had left. Jeff and Logan were alone again. He was waiting for his bride to come out of the shower. Jeff was lounging on the bed in his bright lime green boxers. He figured they matched the rest of what he worn today. He casually flicked through channels, but he wasn't concentrating. It really had been the most full on, roller coaster day. The rage of emotions was extraordinary. Everything from homicidal tendencies to utter pure bliss. He smiled to himself. It all came down to this moment now. Knowing that the woman he loved in the next room was now his wife. He heard the bathroom door unlock and turned his head slowly when he felt she was standing there. He had to sit up and do a double take.

His wife stood there in a slinky pose against the door frame wearing nothing more than her cheeky wicked grin and red ribbon slung around her hips with a bow covering any modesty she had left. She sauntered around the room with one arm behind her back. She arrived at Jeff's side of the bed. As he slid his hand up the outside of her thigh, she produced her hidden hand. It was holding a pair of scissors which she held out and made them go snip snip.