*The End of Innocence*
*Chapter 3—Paradise*
*Disclaimer—I don't own the PH characters, they belong to Randall Wallace.*
A/N: Alright, Chapter 3 everybody! I'm skipping to the wedding…because I finally know where I want this story to go…hehe. Enjoy! Don't forget to R&R!
"Ev? Are you up sweetie?" Barbara shouted down the hall. I groggily rolled over and glanced at my alarm clock. 8 AM. I was about to fall back asleep until something clicked in my head that today was the wedding.
"Shit!" I shouted as I hastily jumped out of bed and toddled down the hall into Barbara's room. Sandra was in the process of curling Barbara's hair and when I entered the room, they both collapsed into giggles.
"What?" I asked them. They both shrugged. Puzzled, I turned around and headed back to my room with Sandra at my heels.
"So are you ready?" she asked me. I nodded slowly.
"As ready as I'll ever be I guess," I giggled. After a few more minutes of talking and laughing, Barbara knocked on the door.
"Ladies, I hate to interrupt your conversation, but if we all don't get ready, I don't think there's going to be a wedding today," she giggled.
About an hour later, Sandra and Barbara had finally finished with my hair, makeup, and my dress.
"Oh Ev, you look so beautiful!" Sandra exclaimed happily.
I walked over to the mirror and glanced at myself. Sandra had decided to pin my hair up, but she left a few curls down to frame my face. My dress was simple but elegant—it was sleeveless, with a short train. Roses adorned the bodice of it, and even though I was eight months pregnant, it concealed my stomach enough for me to be satisfied.
"Do you have everything?" Barbara asked me as we made our way to her car.
I nodded, and after Sandra placed the flowers in the back we were off to the church.
*~*
"This is it!" Barbara squealed as we stood in line behind the double oak doors that led into the church.
I smiled. Colonel Doolittle patted my arm as we inched closer and closer to the doors. Colonel Doolittle was giving me away, since my father was in New York and couldn't make it to the wedding. Sandra winked at me, and before I knew it the wedding march was playing and she was already at the altar, followed by Barbara.
I took a deep breath and slowly started walking down the aisle. All the faces that I passed were a blur. The only person that I could focus on was Rafe's smiling face as I neared him. I made my way to the front and handed my flowers to Sandra and turned to face him. He linked his fingers in mine and smiled.
"I love you," he whispered quietly.
"I love you too," I whispered back as the priest began the ceremony.
"…Do you, Rafe Thomas McCawley, take thee, Evelyn Marie Stewart to be thy wife, to have and to hold, in sickness and in health, for richer or poorer, and long as you both shall live?"
"I do," Rafe stated as he winked at me, causing me to slightly giggle.
"…And do you, Evelyn Marie Stewart, take thee, Rafe Thomas McCawley to be thy husband, to have and to hold, in sickness and in health, for richer or poorer, and as long as you both shall live?"
"I do,' I said as the priest nodded.
"May I have the rings please?" the priest questioned. Red handed over the rings and the priest placed one in both our hands. After the ring ceremony, the priest clapped his hands together.
"By the power invested in me and in this church, I now pronounce you man and wife…you may kiss the bride," the priest shouted as Rafe bent in to kiss me.
"Ladies and gentleman, may I present for the very first time Mr. and Mrs. Captain Rafe McCawley!" the priest exclaimed as everybody applauded us.
Rafe linked our hands, and together we walked down the aisle, finally together as one.
*~*
Later that night at the reception, after much talking and dancing, I had finally gotten a chance to sit down. I sighed as I pulled my shoes off and rubbed my swollen ankles.
"Thank God there's only about three weeks left," I sighed as I patted my stomach.
"Talking to yourself again Mrs. McCawley?" Rafe whispered in my ear as he kissed me cheek.
"Mrs. McCawley…I like the sound of that," I giggled. He grabbed my hand and helped me stand up.
"Care to have one more dance?" he asked me as he led me to the dance floor. I nodded as he slipped his hand around my waste. We swayed to the music, and I rested my head on his shoulder. I saw all our friends dancing, including a drunk Gooz who was stumbling over poor Barbara's feet.
"Hey Rafe! Congrats man!" Gooz yelled across the dance floor as everybody laughed.
"Maybe you should lay off the drinks pal!" Rafe yelled back. Gooz shrugged and continued dancing with Barbara.
Rafe and I were dancing into the beginning of our fourth song when I felt a sharp pain in my back. I sucked my breath in and stopped dancing. Rafe glanced down at me, obviously concerned.
"Ev? You ok sweetheart?" he asked me. I slowly nodded as I motioned that I needed to sit down. He led me to the table and helped me into the seat. He sat down next to me, obviously concerned.
"What happened?" he asked as I took a sip of my water. "Do I really dance that bad?" he grinned. I laughed as I shook my head.
"No, the baby just kicked," I said as he nodded. I focused on Gooz as he attempted to give a speech, but was too drunk to say much.
"Rafffeee, man, you're like my brotherrr, and I wish you all the happiness in the world. Damn, I sound drunk don't I? Well anyway, good luck man, and congrats," Gooz sat down and somehow ended up on the floor instead of in his seat.
"I'll be right back," Rafe said to me as he made his way over to Gooz. I nodded, and went to sit back down until I felt this sharp and sudden pain in my abdomen. I doubled over in pain and grabbed the table cloth.
"Ev?!" Sandra yelled out as she helped me sit down. Rafe looked up and sprinted over to me and kneeled in front of me.
"Ev? Are you ok? What's going on?" he asked me. I struggled to catch my breath as another pain hit me. I gripped his hand until it was over with.
"I think…I think…this baby wants to come out and now," I said calmly. Rafe nodded as Sandra helped me to my feet. I stood up as Rafe placed his hand around my waste and gently led me towards the exit.
"Hey! Where ya goin buddy?" Gooz yelled out.
"Ev's having the baby!," Rafe answered.
"Great timing pal!" Gooz laughed.
"Thanks Gooz," I muttered as another contraction hit me full on.
*~*
A/N: Cliffhanger! Well, not really. LOL.
*Chapter 3—Paradise*
*Disclaimer—I don't own the PH characters, they belong to Randall Wallace.*
A/N: Alright, Chapter 3 everybody! I'm skipping to the wedding…because I finally know where I want this story to go…hehe. Enjoy! Don't forget to R&R!
"Ev? Are you up sweetie?" Barbara shouted down the hall. I groggily rolled over and glanced at my alarm clock. 8 AM. I was about to fall back asleep until something clicked in my head that today was the wedding.
"Shit!" I shouted as I hastily jumped out of bed and toddled down the hall into Barbara's room. Sandra was in the process of curling Barbara's hair and when I entered the room, they both collapsed into giggles.
"What?" I asked them. They both shrugged. Puzzled, I turned around and headed back to my room with Sandra at my heels.
"So are you ready?" she asked me. I nodded slowly.
"As ready as I'll ever be I guess," I giggled. After a few more minutes of talking and laughing, Barbara knocked on the door.
"Ladies, I hate to interrupt your conversation, but if we all don't get ready, I don't think there's going to be a wedding today," she giggled.
About an hour later, Sandra and Barbara had finally finished with my hair, makeup, and my dress.
"Oh Ev, you look so beautiful!" Sandra exclaimed happily.
I walked over to the mirror and glanced at myself. Sandra had decided to pin my hair up, but she left a few curls down to frame my face. My dress was simple but elegant—it was sleeveless, with a short train. Roses adorned the bodice of it, and even though I was eight months pregnant, it concealed my stomach enough for me to be satisfied.
"Do you have everything?" Barbara asked me as we made our way to her car.
I nodded, and after Sandra placed the flowers in the back we were off to the church.
*~*
"This is it!" Barbara squealed as we stood in line behind the double oak doors that led into the church.
I smiled. Colonel Doolittle patted my arm as we inched closer and closer to the doors. Colonel Doolittle was giving me away, since my father was in New York and couldn't make it to the wedding. Sandra winked at me, and before I knew it the wedding march was playing and she was already at the altar, followed by Barbara.
I took a deep breath and slowly started walking down the aisle. All the faces that I passed were a blur. The only person that I could focus on was Rafe's smiling face as I neared him. I made my way to the front and handed my flowers to Sandra and turned to face him. He linked his fingers in mine and smiled.
"I love you," he whispered quietly.
"I love you too," I whispered back as the priest began the ceremony.
"…Do you, Rafe Thomas McCawley, take thee, Evelyn Marie Stewart to be thy wife, to have and to hold, in sickness and in health, for richer or poorer, and long as you both shall live?"
"I do," Rafe stated as he winked at me, causing me to slightly giggle.
"…And do you, Evelyn Marie Stewart, take thee, Rafe Thomas McCawley to be thy husband, to have and to hold, in sickness and in health, for richer or poorer, and as long as you both shall live?"
"I do,' I said as the priest nodded.
"May I have the rings please?" the priest questioned. Red handed over the rings and the priest placed one in both our hands. After the ring ceremony, the priest clapped his hands together.
"By the power invested in me and in this church, I now pronounce you man and wife…you may kiss the bride," the priest shouted as Rafe bent in to kiss me.
"Ladies and gentleman, may I present for the very first time Mr. and Mrs. Captain Rafe McCawley!" the priest exclaimed as everybody applauded us.
Rafe linked our hands, and together we walked down the aisle, finally together as one.
*~*
Later that night at the reception, after much talking and dancing, I had finally gotten a chance to sit down. I sighed as I pulled my shoes off and rubbed my swollen ankles.
"Thank God there's only about three weeks left," I sighed as I patted my stomach.
"Talking to yourself again Mrs. McCawley?" Rafe whispered in my ear as he kissed me cheek.
"Mrs. McCawley…I like the sound of that," I giggled. He grabbed my hand and helped me stand up.
"Care to have one more dance?" he asked me as he led me to the dance floor. I nodded as he slipped his hand around my waste. We swayed to the music, and I rested my head on his shoulder. I saw all our friends dancing, including a drunk Gooz who was stumbling over poor Barbara's feet.
"Hey Rafe! Congrats man!" Gooz yelled across the dance floor as everybody laughed.
"Maybe you should lay off the drinks pal!" Rafe yelled back. Gooz shrugged and continued dancing with Barbara.
Rafe and I were dancing into the beginning of our fourth song when I felt a sharp pain in my back. I sucked my breath in and stopped dancing. Rafe glanced down at me, obviously concerned.
"Ev? You ok sweetheart?" he asked me. I slowly nodded as I motioned that I needed to sit down. He led me to the table and helped me into the seat. He sat down next to me, obviously concerned.
"What happened?" he asked as I took a sip of my water. "Do I really dance that bad?" he grinned. I laughed as I shook my head.
"No, the baby just kicked," I said as he nodded. I focused on Gooz as he attempted to give a speech, but was too drunk to say much.
"Rafffeee, man, you're like my brotherrr, and I wish you all the happiness in the world. Damn, I sound drunk don't I? Well anyway, good luck man, and congrats," Gooz sat down and somehow ended up on the floor instead of in his seat.
"I'll be right back," Rafe said to me as he made his way over to Gooz. I nodded, and went to sit back down until I felt this sharp and sudden pain in my abdomen. I doubled over in pain and grabbed the table cloth.
"Ev?!" Sandra yelled out as she helped me sit down. Rafe looked up and sprinted over to me and kneeled in front of me.
"Ev? Are you ok? What's going on?" he asked me. I struggled to catch my breath as another pain hit me. I gripped his hand until it was over with.
"I think…I think…this baby wants to come out and now," I said calmly. Rafe nodded as Sandra helped me to my feet. I stood up as Rafe placed his hand around my waste and gently led me towards the exit.
"Hey! Where ya goin buddy?" Gooz yelled out.
"Ev's having the baby!," Rafe answered.
"Great timing pal!" Gooz laughed.
"Thanks Gooz," I muttered as another contraction hit me full on.
*~*
A/N: Cliffhanger! Well, not really. LOL.