Title: Quiet love Author: Maria (goldengirlforever@hotmail.com)

Feedback: Yes please. It is necessary!

Rating: R?

Summary: They have been together for years. Now they are moving on.

Dedication: Lorna! You inspired me with Silent Screams ( )

A/N: * = thoughts, '= sign language.

The wedding day.

Fred was trying to zip up her dress,

Cordelia too.

Buffy was a bit nervous.

There was much to do to get a weeding done.

Angel was cool. He was ready to get married. Gunn walked in. He was always smiling.

Gunn: Ready man? Your girl sure looks good!

Angel: You seen her? I'm as ready as I can be.

Gunn: Cor and Fred seemed to have problems with their dresses but they will make it.

Angel sat down on a chair. He was calm and just waited for everyone else. For once he wasn't the one everyone waited for.

Joyce and Angel's mom was in the church waiting for the couple to get their asses there and get over with this. Christine had really looked forward to this as well as Joyce but she and her husband had flown across the country for this. Could they not hurry up a bit?

Fred: Come on Cordy, we have to be ready now. What do you have left?

Cordy: What I have left? My hair looks like a mess!

Buffy touched Fred to get her attention and gave her the "that's how cordy" is look.

Buffy: 'Let's just get going now? I want to get married!'

The two girls got their guys and Hank took his daughter's arm. It was time.

As Angel saw his bride come closer he felt like he could pass put. She looked wonderful!

They were married. It had happened. *God, am I not lucky?* On the other side of the room Buffy was dancing with Xander, Cordelia's boyfriend. He was quite childish but he was a guy with humour. Cordy and Xander had met through Gunn. The two had known each other since childhood. Xander had been living in Colorado for some years but he had decided to return home to Sunnydale.

Angel went over to his dancing wife and her friend.

Angel: May I have a dance with my wife?

Xander: Of course. I'm sure I can find Cordy somewhere.

Angel took Xander's place and placed his arms around Buffy.

Angel: I was wondering if you were going to dance with him all night. Buffy smiled and kissed him to assure him he was the one she wanted to dance with. She put her head on his chest and he carefully his head on top of hers. They swayed to the soft music. People around them did the same.

Christine came up to the couple who were busy kissing.

Christine: Sorry to bother you but we want some cake!

Angel turned to his mom. You could see she was really excited about this.

Angel: Sure mom. What do you say honey? Hungry?

Buffy didn't sign anything, she just took his hand and they went to the cake. It looked really yummy! *Just like Angel!*

They cut it and took a piece to taste.

Later that night they lay outstretched on the bed in their hotel room. Buffy had decided she didn't want some giant wedding suit. She wanted a small cosy room and some Champaign. After some thinking Angel had agreed. They had changed to more comfortable clothes and were now snuggling closely together. *It has happened. I'm married. Angel is my husband.* She turned over so they were facing each other and caressed his cheek. Angel smiled. He was happy. Buffy was his true happiness.

Angel: Do you have any idea how happy I am now? You make me so happy Buffy. You're my world. I wish we could live forever.

Pulling out her arm from under herself she signed

'You mean the same to me. I wish I could speak and Itell/I you how much I love you. But I guess I have to accept the fact that I have been mute my whole life.'

Angel: It doesn't matter, Buffy. I love you like you are. You can't be more perfect.

She smiled and sat on top of him.

'Let me show you my love.'

Their lips met in a kiss and then let things go out of hand. But isn't that the point with wedding nights? Are you not supposed to show your love? Yes, you are. Many hours and orgasms later they left for their honeymoon!

Okay next part will be the last. This story turned out longer than I thought it would be but it is still not long! Feed me and you might get a x- mas present!