Disclaimer: I doeth proclaim that I don't have anything to do with X-Men: Evolution or Marvel. As I always say, I only own my characters and ideas that came from my vast and somewhat tormented/delusional imagination.
Author's Note: This is the last chappie! Hurray! I also forgot to mention something a long time back. Note: X23 is not stuck in the body of a fourteen year old (well, not in this fic). She actually keeps growing until she's about in her late thirties (the same as Logan). Sorry for not mentioning this earlier.
Chapter 23: Double Weddings!
June 17/About Six Months Later
"I'm so nervous." Betsy sat anxiously on a stool in front of the full-size mirror Scott and Kurt had dragged in for the ladies who were using Professor Xavier's office as a dressing room for the wedding ceremony. Besides Cerebro, it was the biggest room in the Mansion, and would be large enough to accommodate the seven women and all their beauty supplies as they prepared for the big day. "Does anyone have a fag on their person?" she asked, adding, "I sure do need one." She fidgeted around on the chair.
Jean started to take the curlers out of Elizabeth's hair on the right side, while Rogue took to the left. The purple locks of hair fell down in curls, bouncing as they hit her shoulders. Kitty was stooped down at Betsy's feet to smooth down the ruffles of her dress. It was an elegant, white halter dress with a long trail behind it. There were many different patterns intricately sown into the design of the dress. She also wore a veil on top of her head that covered up her large and curious black eyes and plump pink lips. Nervously, Betsy chewed on her recently painted fingernails, a habit she developed after quitting smoking. "Hey!" Kitty screamed playfully from down below. "I just painted those! Besides, I thought you gave up smoking?" She stood up and wiped the imaginary dust from her bridesmaid dress and went to help X23 (Joy) zip up the back of her dress. Xavier's office was as clean as a whistle, as Jean came in every day and cleaned up since Professor was beginning to lose his sight and motor abilities.
Betsy waved a hand in dismissal at Jean and Rogue who were trying to perfect her hairstyle. She thought it perfect already. She knew Warren would love it, and that was all she really cared about. She walked over to the leather couch in the corner. "I did," she answered. "But sometimes ... I don't know ... sometimes, I can't help but feel the urge to try them again, anytime something gets stressful." She laid down, stretching out, but being careful not to mess up her appearance. She hoped she could subdue the headache coming on.
"Well, don't give in to your feelings. Sometimes, they're not always right. I mean, come on. I married Lance," Kitty said jokingly. Some of the other women laughed.
In the office chair, Ororo sat, pondering over how the wedding would go. She didn't notice anything around her. She was in too much of a trance to be paying attention. She wished that she had the power to see the future, instead of being a weather witch. That way, she wouldn't have to worry so much. 'What if I break my vow? What if I mess up my words at the alter? What if the honeymoon goes badly? What if—' All these questions ran through her mind until Jean interrupted her thoughts. "What if you drop dead before you even make it down the aisle, Storm? Don't worry so much. You'll be fine," she said encouragingly.
"Were you reading my thoughts, Jean Grey Summers?" Storm asked, using the other woman's full name. She crossed one leg over the other and placed her chin in the palm of her hand. Her white tube top dress fluttered as it followed the movements of her body. It really contrasted well with her skin tone and blue eyes that were so intensively seductive. That was how she attracted Logan in the first place.
Jean smiled at her old instructor. You couldn't really tell that the woman in front of her was getting older. She always had white hair, and she didn't have a wrinkle on her. If Jean had never known her, she would have guessed that she was still in her late thirties. "No," she answered, "Your thoughts were just really loud." She used her telekinesis to grab her hairbrush from the file cabinet and passed it to Pepper who brushed Jenna's hair into a ponytail. Jenna was handpicked by both the brides to be the flower girl, since she was the most left out of the preschoolers at the Mansion. All the women hoped this would boost her self-confidence and would give the other girls an excuse to play with her.
"Y' sure she's coming?" Logan asked. He stood in front of the window of the living room and looked out at the crowd outside where the wedding was taking place. There was a huge tent hovered over the alter and all the seats in the garden. All the kids and adults who weren't part of the wedding entourage were outside, getting situated. He watched his reflection in the shiny, clean window as he tied his black tie into a neat bow.
Scott sighed as he buttoned his tuxedo up and worked on tying Gavin's tie. "For the hundredth time, Logan. Yes! She's not walking out on you. I promise ... she will be there." Warren raised a finger in the air, ready to ask the same question as Logan, only with Elizabeth's name, but Scott cut him off. "Don't even ask." Warren shut his mouth.
"Are you gaining another power, Scott? Telepathy?" Remy teased as he gelled his neatly combed hair. He looked at himself in the mirror. 'I'm so hot,' he thought to himself. (A/N: Yes, Remy, we know.)
"Here, Sheila. Let me 'elp you," John said, taking a hold of his wife's arm and leading her over to a chair where she could sit comfortably. She sat down, one hand behind her aching back, and rubbed her six month pregnant belly, feeling the baby kick underneath her flesh. She smiled and kissed her husband's cheek. She then patted the seat next to her, rubbing its cool metal. John plopped down beside her and put an arm around her neck.
The matron of honor, Jean, walked down the aisle. She was accompanied by Scott, who was the best man. They both took their places on the opposite sides of the alter. They were soon followed by the bridesmaids and groomsmen: Rogue and Remy, Kitty and Lance, X23 (Joy) and Ray, and Pepper and Kurt. Everyone looked very distinguished and stood their places.
Next came Jenna and Gavin walking down the aisle. Jenna was wearing a bright pink dress and was throwing flower petals from the basket she carried. Beside her, Gavin carried the brides and grooms' rings. They both smiled and their friends and family gave them bigger smiles and high fives.
Finally, the two children stood on their gender rated sides and waited for the brides and Professor Xavier.
The doors slowly opened, revealing Ororo and Betsy, one hand on Professor Xavier's wheelchair. Since both their fathers were dead, Xavier had felt he should fill in the place. They slowly made their way. Many people in the audience started sniffling and crying their hearts out. Out of all the weddings held at the Institute, this was the most beautiful of them all. Ororo had personally done all the plant arrangements herself and even decorated the whole ceremony herself.
Betsy clutched Angel's hand and Ororo held onto Logan's. They turned towards the preacher, their backs toward the audience. Those who were on the far side could see their faces partially.
"Dearly beloved, we are gathered together here in the sight of God, and in the face of this company, to join together these men and women in holy Matrimony; which is an honorable estate, instituted of God, signifying unto us the mystical union that is betwixt Christ and his Church: which holy estate Christ adorned and beautified with his presence and first miracle that he wrought in Cana of Galilee, and is commended of Saint Paul to be honorable among all men: and therefore is not by any to be entered into unadvisedly or lightly; but reverently, discreetly, advisedly, soberly, and in the fear of God. Into this holy estate these two persons present come now to be joined. If any man can show just cause, why they may not lawfully be joined together, let him now speak, or else hereafter for ever hold his peace."
No one said anything. Everyone greatly approved of the bond between both couples. The kids fidgeted in their chairs. The ceremony was longer than they expected. "We better get something out of this," Emma whispered to Immy who sat in back of her. Bobby and Jubilee quieted down the kids so they could hear the couples talking.
"Logan, Warren, wilt thou have your fiancé to be thy wedded wives, to live together after God's ordinance in the holy estate of Matrimony? Wilt thou love her, comfort her, honor, and keep her in sickness and in health; and, forsaking all others, keep thee only unto her, so long as ye both shall live?"
Logan squeezed Ororo's hand. He took in a deep breath of air and said, "I will."
Angel stared into the eyes of his beloved and smiled as he answered, "I will," as well.
The preacher turned to the women now. "Ororo, Elizabeth, wilt thou have your fiancée to be thy wedded husband, to live together after God's ordinance in the holy estate of Matrimony? Wilt thou love him, comfort him, honor, and keep him in sickness and in health; and, forsaking all others, keep thee only unto him, so long as ye both shall live?"
The two women said at the same time, "I will."
Professor Xavier then gave both girls away to their husbands. "Repeat after me," the preacher said.
"I take my fiancé to be my wedded wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better for worse, for richer for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death us do part, according to God's holy ordinance; and thereto I give thee my troth," both men repeated.
The women did the same, as well. "I take my fiancée to be my wedded Husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better for worse, for richer for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death us do part, according to God's holy ordinance; and thereto I give thee my troth."
Gavin came forward and delivered the rings to the couples. Logan and Warren raised their wives hands and said, "With this ring, I thee wed: In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Ghost. Amen." They slipped the rings onto their fingers and smiled.
The women took their rings and raised their husband's hands. "With this ring, I thee wed: In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Ghost. Amen." The rings went onto their hands and they held each other, turning back to the minister.
"I now pronounce you ... husband and wife! You may kiss the bride!" the preacher yelled happily. Logan grabbed Ororo by her waist and pulled her in, kissing her long and hard, which she seemed to enjoy as it went on for more than a minute. Warren took a gentler approach and kissed Betsy softly, lifting her off of her toes. The two couples walked down the aisle and into the Institute while everyone else waited outside.
"I got something for you," Emma said to Nathan. From behind him, Jenna and Immy came up and held his hands together so that he couldn't move to get away.
Nathan put on an alarmed face. "What are you going to do?" he asked. Before he knew it, Emma puckered her lips and went into kiss him. The two fell into the grass and started rolling around, Emma trying to get a kiss out of the boy, and Nathan trying to escape his cootie fatal doom.
"REMY!!! YOUR DAUGHTER'S KISSING MY SON! ... AGAIN!!!"
Well, this is the end. I'll try to get the beginning to the sequel up soon. I'm having second thoughts, but I'm going to try to do it ... I just need more ideas. Anyways, see you around ! Bye!
- xmengirlzrule