Title: Against the rules
Chapter 50: The wedding
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Tracer's POV
I looked in the mirror as I gelled my hair. I decided to let some strands stick up but not so far it would poke people in the eye. The front was gelled slightly, it freely moving to where it usually goes. The back was just left, it not being long enough to be too dramatic.
I looked to my bed, there was a clothes bag on there and I knew my suit was inside. Myself and Amélie agreed that we would choose what we was having for our attire to not let the other know what exactly we was wearing. Sure, I knew she was wearing a dress but other than that I have no clue.
I walked up to it and unzipped the front to show my suit. It was white trousers that hugged my legs slightly, a white shirt, a slightly lavender blazer which had its lapels and pockets and the napkin pure white like the trousers and shirt. Then the bow tie was a deeper purple, it not being silky, just matt purple. The shoes I was wearing was white with black laces and soles.
"You'll look great in it." I heard from behind me. No one was in here. I turned to see Time stood there. She was wearing a similar suit to myself but instead of purple it was a light blue. Her hair was in its usual french braid down her shoulder.
"Time." I say, going up to her and hugging her tightly. I missed her since the last time I saw her.
"Hey." she says hugging me back.
"I didn't know if you'd come." I bury my face into her shoulder, glad that she did come.
"I wasn't going to miss your big day." she whispers her hand running up and down my back.
We stayed like this for a small while, basking in each others presence.
After some time Time breaks the moment. "Come on then. Your bride won't be happy if I don't deliver you."
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Widowmaker's POV
I was pacing the room slowly. Calm. I need to stay calm…
Oh fuck being calm. I'm getting married! To the woman of my dreams and to the only thing keeping me grounded at the moment. She's the whole reason I'm here today and I can never repay her for this.
My dress was hung up on the door. I need to get it on. But I don't know if I can. I don't know if I would be able to stay still enough to put it on my body.
I hear a knock at the door and walk to it, a bounce in my step as I open the door to see the person who was going to walk me down the Aisle. Ewa.
She stood there in a black suit, her shirt white and her tie a dark purple along with her napkin. Her hair was in its usual style, French braided down the center where her hair was and it stops at the back of her head.
"Hello Amélie. Still dancing around like an excited child on Christmas?" she asks, coming in as I wave her through the door and shut it.
"Obviously." I squeal softly, bounding up to her and pulling her in for a hug for accepting my offer to walk me down the aisle.
She laughs softly, patting my back. "Just don't cry. You don't want to look like you just came out of a French emo band from the amount of eye makeup you have on."
I laugh and slap her on the shoulder. Pulling away, I smile at her, especially happy that she is here right now to help me through this.
I may have been through a wedding previously but that wasn't love. That was just forced to make my mother happy. This marriage was out of love. I love Lena.
And because Ana and Ewa was now married I hoped she could guide me through the love filled event.
"Have you seen your dress?" She asks, I nod in response and move to my dress, opening it up for Ewa to see.
It was a dress that hugged my figure all the way down to my knees and then it had a split down one side for leg room. It trailed off to a semi long skirt that would drag slightly. The top was a love heart that showed my breasts slightly and it lead up to cover my shoulders. My back was completely exposed and covered with a fine mesh. The whole dress had a white underlay with a slight peach over mesh with lots of intricate embroidery. Not old style embroidery that looks ugly, the kind that you think it's beautiful.
"Damn… you're going to give Lena an aneurysm." Ewa says jokingly, admiring the dress fully.
"Really?" I ask, not sure of anything anymore.
"If she doesn't react to this then she must be the worst in bed." Ewa says as a joke again.
Well, I know she's not the worst in bed. She's very good actually.
"Come on then. There's no time like the present."
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The ceremony was going to be held in a large gazebo with some light coming in. It had two wings on either side of the pedestal that me and Lena would be stood on.
The idea was to walk down the aisle together, so one would be coming from one side and the other would be coming from the other.
Tradition says whoever walks down the aisle is the person getting given away and myself and Lena thought we should give ourselves to each other.
I take a deep breath and cling to Ewa's arm as we stand at the end of our aisle.
This is it.
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Tracer's POV
The walking music starts and Time starts to walk with me down the walkway. I clutch her arm tightly from the anxiety. What will she look like? Will she think I look just as good?
"Calm down. She's here, she loves you and you'll live a very long life together." Time whispers to me, obviously feeling my internal dispute.
I nod softly and feel sweat gathering in places that it really shouldn't. Luckily if it does show through my blazer will cover it.
I smile as I see other people in the audience; smiling at me and some admiring what I'm wearing. I'm glad I went with this.
Out of the corner of my eye I see a white figure walking down the opposite aisle and turn my head to look at the woman I will spend the rest of my life with.
I feel my face go blank as I stare at Amélie. She looks stunning. Her curves are on show for me, and her dress dips low enough to get some cleavage. At the bottom of her dress there was a slit, showing her calf to me in an enticing manner.
Her hair was tied back into a bun, making her neck perfectly clear for me. Oh she's so hot. So so hot.
We soon met in the middle, in front of a middle aged woman with a pale ginger hair and she was wearing robes from some sort of religion that didn't bother me right now. All that matters is the woman who I'm about to get married to.
Time releases my arm and stands behind me, Ewa following suit for Amélie, leaving us together in the middle of this celebration.
I reach my hands forward shakily to get a hold of Amélie's, feeling the slightly cooled skin and how soft it was. Did she bathe them in rosewater before the wedding? She doesn't get calluses usually due to the thickness of her gloves she uses but they wasn't always this smooth was they?
Oh god that smoothness will be touching me-
"We're here today to celebrate the joining of these two women in a bond like no other." The woman vicar starts, knocking all thoughts out of my mind as my hazel eyes meet with golden ones in an affectionate glance.
The next thing I know, a bunch of guns are obviously held in the audience and surprisingly one held by the priest herself before she continues.
"Does anyone object this marriage? No? Didn't think so." she says before all the guns are put away. I let out a small laugh at Amélie's amused face. I can't believe she planned that bit of the wedding.
She's an amazing woman.
"Now, you may say your vows. Amélie?" The priest says, holding her hand out as a gesture for her to go on.
Amélie takes a long shaky breath before starting her vows.
"The day I met you, oh Lena, you made me catch my breath as I looked at you through the scope of my sniper. I didn't know it was love. Hell, I didn't know I could feel that anymore. The feelings you made me have made me make you my test subject. I played with you, I aimed just above your head or where you used to be after you blink. I couldn't pull a killing shot on you. No matter how hard I tried. You always came back to mind.
The day I truly felt something for you was on a rooftop in London. You was so angry at me. You showed a vulnerable side to me that day that caught me off guard. And since that day I discovered so many more feelings. I didn't care for what Talon wanted for me, I wanted you. So I took the opportunity I had to get you.
We've been through so much together. You are the reason we're here today. If it wasn't for you and your damned persistence, I would still be a mindless slave of Talon.
You saved me Lena. In more ways than I'd admit. I owe you everything I have, everything I am. And getting married to you would be an honour I just cannot hold back any longer. I love you more than anything in the world. You are my world. You are my everything. And I want to spend a long and happy life with you."
Amélie finishes, her image completely blurry from the tears welling up in my eyes. I go to pull a hand away before Amélie's hand does so, going to my face and brushing the offending water away to show me the vision of a slightly crying Amélie.
I return the favour and wipe her own eyes. I'm so glad she wore waterproof makeup.
"And Lena?" The priest says to me, asking for my own vows.
"Well, I can say it won't be as good as what she just said but I'll try my best. Amélie, the moment I met you I knew there was something special. I also knew you had the best shot in the world and it wasn't just coincidence that you kept on missing.
I don't know when I started to develop feelings but I knew by the time that we was on that London roof that I fell for you hard. I wouldn't have been so hurt if someone else had done it. I guess I just wanted you to be this good guy that would fall for me too.
People called you heartless, lifeless. Even cruel. And I guess you was all of them things. But you're not them anymore; you're sweet, caring and goddamned good at making me feel better when I'm having a low day. I can sit with you for hours in silence and be content. Because you're like air to me. I need you. You're everything I'm based upon and you saved me in times when I didn't know that I did need saving.
I love you Amélie. I love you so much. And I want to spend eternity with you. I would bargain my anchor to have you with me. To make sure you're safe."
I feel Amélie's fingers back on my cheeks, wiping away my tears again. God this is a very emotional day. I reach up and wipe her own. Caressing her cheeks as I do.
"Now for the rings." The priest continues, probably used to crying spouses to be.
I hear a loud bark and turn just in time to see a large German Shepherd bounding up to me.
"Eric!" I shout as he takes a seat in the middle of us, his head forcing itself under our hands for a stroke that was well deserved.
Around his collar was a box for rings and I look up at Amélie and smile in appreciation and love. She got Eric back for me.
I lean down and open the box pulling the two rings out. They were just plain bands from first glance but on closer inspection I see our names engraved into the inside of the metal.
I pass one ring to Amélie and hold the other in my right hand. Shaking slightly from everything that had happened today.
"With this ring, I make you my wife. I will stay beside you through sickness and health and even after death. I promise to protect you and care for you with everything I have and everything I will have." Amélie says as she slips a ring onto my finger, her touch lingering longer than it probably should.
"With this ring, I make you my wife. I will stay beside you through sickness and health and even after death. I promise to protect you and care for you with everything I have and everything I will have." I repeat, slipping the ring on her own finger and lacing our digits together in both hands.
"With the power invested in me, I pronounce you wife and wife. You may kiss the bride." and with those words, or faces come together like a rush for air after drowning for years.
I wrap my arm around her head to hold her close to me, her own hands find their way to my hips as she holds me close. Our lips dancing together in a slow embrace to show our love and commitment to each other.
I didn't want to stop but the people around us was waiting and Amélie must have sensed this too. We pull away slowly, keeping our noses touching for a second before turning to look at our friends that are here to support us.
This was the best day of my life.
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AN: they're both Oxton now. Because Lacroix is from Amélie's ex husband so it was only fitting they had Lena's name.
