*
Georgie traced a heart in the condensation on the windowpane. She bit her lip, determined not to cry another tear over Mac. That was going to be impossible. She had been home for two hours and the entire time she had been thinking about him. How could he hurt her this way? He looked her in the eyes and completely shut her out. At least Felicia was coming. That was something to be thankful for, her mother was supporting her decision and that meant a lot.
"Georgie?" Dillon called as he opened the door to the room "What are you doing up here?"
Immediately she felt the tears well up again in her eyes and she rushed over to him. He pulled her close as she sobbed on his shoulder.
"What happened?"
"It's Mac...He's not coming to the wedding."
"What?"
"He's being so stubborn," she shook her head "You know when I pictured my wedding day, I always assumed he would be here...I never thought twice about it."
Dillon studied her face. She was devastated and she had every reason to be. Sure his mother wasn't coming, but what did he expect? Georgie counted on Mac, she had for her entire life and now when she truly needed his support, he was just going to leave her out in the cold?
"Listen," he sat her down on the bed "I know that you need Mac to be there. I know how important it is to you...but I love you and I want to marry you more than anything and no matter what happens between you and Mac, *I'm* always going to be here for you."
"You *did* get the order in to the florist right?"
"Yes, a month ago."
"Ok, so, everything should be set then," Maxie folded up her checklist and shoved it into the depths of her purse. She had made it her personal crusade to make sure the wedding coordinator Dillon hired covered all the bases.
"It's all ready. In exactly one week, your sister will say I do during the most elaborate wedding this town has seen in years."
"She better," Maxie sighed, as she ran her hands through her hair "She deserves this."
She finished her conversation and tossed her cellphone down on her table at Kelly's.
"Problem?" Kyle walked up behind her.
"No," she shook her head "Wedding stuff."
"Oh," he sat a milkshake down on the table and took a seat opposite her "How's it going?"
"Everything's in order, for now," she took a long sip of her drink "You did get your suit right?"
"Yes, for the fifth time, I picked it up yesterday...You're more nervous than the bride."
Dillon carefully pulled a cigarette out of his pocket. He was just about to light it when he caught himself. He had promised Georgie he would give it up. Frustrated, he squashed it in his hand and tossed it on the bar.
"You want another?" Coleman walked over to him, picking up his glass.
"No, I'm just waiting on somebody."
"Anyone I know?"
"Mac Scorpio."
"You gotta be kidding me," Coleman laughed.
"No, no unfortunately I'm not. I wish I was...I heard he comes by here for a drink on Friday nights, so now is as good a time as any."
"Well, just don't trash my bar, man," Coleman shook his head as he moved back to another customer. Dillon shook his head. He couldn't believe he was doing this. He was actually prepared to grovel with Mac *a little*, but only as a last resort. Georgie had been moping around ever since they had talked and Dillon knew he had to try to convince Mac to change his mind. He might be the last person Mac wanted to listen to but he was going to make him pay attention.
Mac came in about fifteen minutes later. He ordered a beer while Dillon sat close by waiting to approach him. Finally, he stood up and walked over to his future father-in-law. Mac groaned.
"I have nothing to say to you Dillon."
"Look, I don't care how much you hate me. As far as I'm concerned, we can hate each other for the rest of our lives, but we do have one thing in common. We both love Georgie and we both want to see her happy, and right now she's not happy and that's because you've broke her heart."
Mac stood still, staring at him.
"Just, just forget about how you feel about me, think about Georgie. She wants you to be there, for her, and I don't care if you don't like it, you still owe it to her. She's *your* daughter!"
"Georgie has made her own decision..."
"She didn't decide for her father to abandon her!"
Mac sat down and took a sip of his beer. He ran his hands over his face and let out a heavy sigh, before standing up to face Dillon again.
"I'll be there."
"I think you need to tell Georgie that for yourself."
Mac nodded, fishing his cellphone out of his pocket. Dillon tossed some money onto the bar and turned to go.
"Dillon?"
He spun around.
"You take care of my daughter."
*Wedding Day*
The church looked beautiful in the evening light. Music filtered out the front doors, soft harp music that created a peaceful tone amongst the guests. Huge displays of pink lilies and white roses were dispersed through out the entire premises.
Everyone was there. The entire Quartermaine clan, including Kristina, Brook Lynn, and even Edward who only came because Lila asked him to. Lucky and Elizabeth sat with Nikolas who brought LuLu. Jax and Sam took a seat in the last row of the bride's section. Just about every citizen of Port Charles that was remotely associated to the couple was in attendance.
Felicia was seated in the front row, wearing the corsage Georgie had bought her. She nervously twirled her handkerchief around in her hand. Her daughter was getting married...Her little girl. Well, she wasn't little anymore, at least to anyone else, but when she looked at Georgie she saw her sweet little girl in pigtails, sitting on her bed reading a book.
Just down the hall, Georgie sat nervously in front of the mirror. She watched as Emily and Maxie made finishing touches to each other's hair. They were wearing their bridesmaid dresses; She had chose light pink with spaghetti straps and knee length skirts. They both looked beautiful in them.
"Are you doing ok?" Maxie leaned over her sister's shoulder.
"I think so, I mean, is feeling like I'm gonna throw up normal?"
"It *is* for me lately," Emily laughed, trying her best to lighten the nervous energy in the room.
"I just, I feel dizzy and nervous, and excited and happy, all at once," Georgie laughed "Does that make sense?"
"Yes, trust me. I felt all of those things on my wedding day. That's how you know it's right," Emily nodded.
"Do you think getting sick is normal?" Dillon asked Leo as he straightened his bow tie in the mirror.
"I guess," Leo laughed "You really got sick?"
"Twice."
"You're not getting scared are you?"
"No, no I'm not scared. I can't wait to be married. I want to be her husband...I want to make her happy and..."
"Whoa, don't go all mushy on me boss," Leo laughed as he pulled on his tuxedo coat.
"How the mighty have fallen huh?" Dillon laughed as he stared at his reflection.
"For the love of a woman," Leo shook his head with a smirk "Where the hell is Ryan?"
"You've got the ring right?"
"Um," Leo patted his pockets with confusion "Am I supposed to?"
"What?" Dillon looked ready to go into panic mode, or kill mode which ever hit him first.
"Just kidding," Leo smiled as he pulled the ring out of his pocket "It's right here."
Dillon lightly pushed his friend's shoulder and they both laughed.
"Ready?" Ryan came through the door.
Dillon nodded, taking a deep breath he followed him out the door and into the church.
"Are you ready?" Maxie grinned as she carefully repositioned Georgie's veil.
"I've been ready all my life," she smiled.
*
Yay! Wedding next chapter! I have a lot of it written so it should only be a day or two before I post it. =) I was just going to post this chapter and the next one together but I haven't updated in a while so I decided to go ahead and post this now.
Georgie traced a heart in the condensation on the windowpane. She bit her lip, determined not to cry another tear over Mac. That was going to be impossible. She had been home for two hours and the entire time she had been thinking about him. How could he hurt her this way? He looked her in the eyes and completely shut her out. At least Felicia was coming. That was something to be thankful for, her mother was supporting her decision and that meant a lot.
"Georgie?" Dillon called as he opened the door to the room "What are you doing up here?"
Immediately she felt the tears well up again in her eyes and she rushed over to him. He pulled her close as she sobbed on his shoulder.
"What happened?"
"It's Mac...He's not coming to the wedding."
"What?"
"He's being so stubborn," she shook her head "You know when I pictured my wedding day, I always assumed he would be here...I never thought twice about it."
Dillon studied her face. She was devastated and she had every reason to be. Sure his mother wasn't coming, but what did he expect? Georgie counted on Mac, she had for her entire life and now when she truly needed his support, he was just going to leave her out in the cold?
"Listen," he sat her down on the bed "I know that you need Mac to be there. I know how important it is to you...but I love you and I want to marry you more than anything and no matter what happens between you and Mac, *I'm* always going to be here for you."
"You *did* get the order in to the florist right?"
"Yes, a month ago."
"Ok, so, everything should be set then," Maxie folded up her checklist and shoved it into the depths of her purse. She had made it her personal crusade to make sure the wedding coordinator Dillon hired covered all the bases.
"It's all ready. In exactly one week, your sister will say I do during the most elaborate wedding this town has seen in years."
"She better," Maxie sighed, as she ran her hands through her hair "She deserves this."
She finished her conversation and tossed her cellphone down on her table at Kelly's.
"Problem?" Kyle walked up behind her.
"No," she shook her head "Wedding stuff."
"Oh," he sat a milkshake down on the table and took a seat opposite her "How's it going?"
"Everything's in order, for now," she took a long sip of her drink "You did get your suit right?"
"Yes, for the fifth time, I picked it up yesterday...You're more nervous than the bride."
Dillon carefully pulled a cigarette out of his pocket. He was just about to light it when he caught himself. He had promised Georgie he would give it up. Frustrated, he squashed it in his hand and tossed it on the bar.
"You want another?" Coleman walked over to him, picking up his glass.
"No, I'm just waiting on somebody."
"Anyone I know?"
"Mac Scorpio."
"You gotta be kidding me," Coleman laughed.
"No, no unfortunately I'm not. I wish I was...I heard he comes by here for a drink on Friday nights, so now is as good a time as any."
"Well, just don't trash my bar, man," Coleman shook his head as he moved back to another customer. Dillon shook his head. He couldn't believe he was doing this. He was actually prepared to grovel with Mac *a little*, but only as a last resort. Georgie had been moping around ever since they had talked and Dillon knew he had to try to convince Mac to change his mind. He might be the last person Mac wanted to listen to but he was going to make him pay attention.
Mac came in about fifteen minutes later. He ordered a beer while Dillon sat close by waiting to approach him. Finally, he stood up and walked over to his future father-in-law. Mac groaned.
"I have nothing to say to you Dillon."
"Look, I don't care how much you hate me. As far as I'm concerned, we can hate each other for the rest of our lives, but we do have one thing in common. We both love Georgie and we both want to see her happy, and right now she's not happy and that's because you've broke her heart."
Mac stood still, staring at him.
"Just, just forget about how you feel about me, think about Georgie. She wants you to be there, for her, and I don't care if you don't like it, you still owe it to her. She's *your* daughter!"
"Georgie has made her own decision..."
"She didn't decide for her father to abandon her!"
Mac sat down and took a sip of his beer. He ran his hands over his face and let out a heavy sigh, before standing up to face Dillon again.
"I'll be there."
"I think you need to tell Georgie that for yourself."
Mac nodded, fishing his cellphone out of his pocket. Dillon tossed some money onto the bar and turned to go.
"Dillon?"
He spun around.
"You take care of my daughter."
*Wedding Day*
The church looked beautiful in the evening light. Music filtered out the front doors, soft harp music that created a peaceful tone amongst the guests. Huge displays of pink lilies and white roses were dispersed through out the entire premises.
Everyone was there. The entire Quartermaine clan, including Kristina, Brook Lynn, and even Edward who only came because Lila asked him to. Lucky and Elizabeth sat with Nikolas who brought LuLu. Jax and Sam took a seat in the last row of the bride's section. Just about every citizen of Port Charles that was remotely associated to the couple was in attendance.
Felicia was seated in the front row, wearing the corsage Georgie had bought her. She nervously twirled her handkerchief around in her hand. Her daughter was getting married...Her little girl. Well, she wasn't little anymore, at least to anyone else, but when she looked at Georgie she saw her sweet little girl in pigtails, sitting on her bed reading a book.
Just down the hall, Georgie sat nervously in front of the mirror. She watched as Emily and Maxie made finishing touches to each other's hair. They were wearing their bridesmaid dresses; She had chose light pink with spaghetti straps and knee length skirts. They both looked beautiful in them.
"Are you doing ok?" Maxie leaned over her sister's shoulder.
"I think so, I mean, is feeling like I'm gonna throw up normal?"
"It *is* for me lately," Emily laughed, trying her best to lighten the nervous energy in the room.
"I just, I feel dizzy and nervous, and excited and happy, all at once," Georgie laughed "Does that make sense?"
"Yes, trust me. I felt all of those things on my wedding day. That's how you know it's right," Emily nodded.
"Do you think getting sick is normal?" Dillon asked Leo as he straightened his bow tie in the mirror.
"I guess," Leo laughed "You really got sick?"
"Twice."
"You're not getting scared are you?"
"No, no I'm not scared. I can't wait to be married. I want to be her husband...I want to make her happy and..."
"Whoa, don't go all mushy on me boss," Leo laughed as he pulled on his tuxedo coat.
"How the mighty have fallen huh?" Dillon laughed as he stared at his reflection.
"For the love of a woman," Leo shook his head with a smirk "Where the hell is Ryan?"
"You've got the ring right?"
"Um," Leo patted his pockets with confusion "Am I supposed to?"
"What?" Dillon looked ready to go into panic mode, or kill mode which ever hit him first.
"Just kidding," Leo smiled as he pulled the ring out of his pocket "It's right here."
Dillon lightly pushed his friend's shoulder and they both laughed.
"Ready?" Ryan came through the door.
Dillon nodded, taking a deep breath he followed him out the door and into the church.
"Are you ready?" Maxie grinned as she carefully repositioned Georgie's veil.
"I've been ready all my life," she smiled.
*
Yay! Wedding next chapter! I have a lot of it written so it should only be a day or two before I post it. =) I was just going to post this chapter and the next one together but I haven't updated in a while so I decided to go ahead and post this now.