September 9th, 2004

The day had finally come. It was her wedding day. She didn't think it would ever come. Her Shakespearean wedding. This was actually happening. She stood in front of the mirror in her bra and panties. Not bad for just having a baby. She chuckled to herself.

"Can we come in?" Susan and Abby stood at the door.

"Yeah. Come in." Jing-Mei said, "I need some help with getting Portia and myself ready."

"I call Portia!" Abby cried. Susan groaned.
"You suck." She said going to Jing-Mei; "I'd get your dress on first then work on your make up so you don't mess either up as you put the dress on." Jing-Mei nodded.
"That's what I was thinking." She said. "I hope it still fits."

"It will." Susan took the dress off of the hanger and handed it to Jing-Mei. She was getting married. It was so wild. Jing-Mei pulled the dress on. it fit snuggly, but not in a bad way.

"So, does Jing-Mei Pratt sound good?" She asked.

"It sounds just fine." Susan chuckled.

"Zip me up." Jing-Mei said. Susan walked behind her and pulled the zipper up. Jing-Mei turned around, "How does the dress look?" Abby looked at her.

"It does not look like you just had a baby." Abby replied.

"Yeah. It doesn't." Susan said, "Colour be jealous."

"Oh shut up." Jing-Mei chuckled looking at Portia in her dress. "Oh look at her!!! She looks so precious."

"I knew it was a good buy when I got it." Abby smiled. Jing-Mei took in a deep breath.

"This is it girls. I'm not going to be single anymore." Jing-Mei's aid.

"It's about time." Susan smiled, "You have a winner there." Jing-Mei nodded.

"I know." She said.

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"I think I'm going to throw up." Greg said as John did the tie.

"You're not going to throw up." He said. Greg nodded.

"I so am, Man." Greg said, "I'm taking the plunge."

"To a cool woman." Michael said putting his cufflinks on.

"She's more than cool." Greg said, "She smoking."
"Yes she is." John said, "There. You look great." Greg nodded as he looked at Michael.

"How much time do I have?" He asked him. Michael looked at his watch.

"You have ten minutes until you need to stand out there." Michael asked. Greg groaned, "It's pretty packed out there too."

"I don't need to know that." He said, "I really think I'm going to throw up."

"Are you?" John asked. Greg nodded.

"Yes." He grunted. Michael grabbed a trashcan.
"Don't get your tux dirty." he handed it to him. Greg immediately began to throw up. John and Michael grimaced.

"You think you can make it?" John asked.

"Yes." Greg groaned. Michael couldn't help but to chuckle. It was funny seeing strong arrogant Greg like this. It was weird.

"We should head on out to the alter, G." Michael said.

"All right. I can do this." Greg said. John nodded.

"Yes you can. I'll see you when I'm walking her down the aisle." John said. Greg managed to smiled.

"Thank you for doing that." He said.

"I would do anything for Deb." John returned his smile.

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John walked down the hallway towards Jing-Mei's room. The wedding day had finally come. He was so honoured that she wanted him to walk her down the aisle. He knocked on the door.

"Who is it?" Abby called out.

"Ah...It's John." He said, "There's no groom insight."

"Good." Jin-Mei said, "Come in." John walked into the room. His breath caught in his throat when he saw Jing-Mei. The creamy dress clung to every curve of her body. She wore her hair in a French twist. Some tendrils framed her face.

"Wow." He whispered. Jing-Mei giggled.

"You think I look nice?" She asked. John nodded.

"You look hot." John said, "Pratt is a lucky man."

"I know." Jing-Mei laughed loudly. "I can't believe I'm doing this." John nodded in agreement. He couldn't believe she was marrying Greg either.

"Stop staring at her like that." Abby chuckled. John smiled.

"I'm not staring at her in anyway." He winked. Jing-Mei chuckled softly.
"Is it time?" She asked. John nodded.

"Yeah it is." He watched Jing-Mei's face turn green, "Don't throw up. Greg already did."

"No he didn't..."

"Yes he did." John chuckled. "Let's go get you married off."

"Okay." Jing-Mei whispered as Susan, Abby, and Portia went out before her. This was it. She was going to be a married woman soon. She watched the girls walk out and start marching down the aisle. "I'm doing the right thing."

"Of course you are and I'm happy to be doing it with you." John smiled linking Jing-Mei's arm with his. Then she heard the wedding march.

"I can't do this." She said.
"Yes you can." John said leading her to the doors. They opened up and John started walking Jing-Mei down the aisle. It was such a blur to her. She recognized a few people as she walked towards Greg. Jing-Mei looked at him.

"Wow." Greg mumbled. She was utterly gorgeous. As she approached him, Greg took her hand, "You're gorgeous."

"So are you." She smiled shyly. The priest nodded to them and to the church.

"We are gathered here today to witness the joining of two doctors." He said. Jing-Mei giggled. She wasn't paying attention to anything going around her. She was just staring into Greg's eyes. She saw pure love and devotion in them.

"Jing-Mei..." Greg whispered.

"What?" She asked.

"He's talking to you." Greg smiled.

"Oh." She looked at the priest. People were laughing in the church.

"Jing-Mei, would you like to say your vows now?" he asked.

"Yes." Jing-Mei smiled nervously. She looked at Greg as she kissed his knuckles, "I've waited for this moment my whole life. I've wanted to walk down the aisle into the arms of the man I love and now here I am. I'm so in love with you, Greg. I am so happy I have been able to give you a daughter and I hope to continue that trend. I consider myself blessed."

"Very good." He said, "Gregory?" Greg took in a deep breath.

"I thought I'd be running the streets my whole life. I thought I would be a player my whole life until I met you. When I first met you, I knew you were the one I was going to marry." Greg said, "You make my heart sing. You make it easier for me to live. You're my whole world, Jing-Mei and I love you." A single tear slid down Jing-Mei's cheek. His words were perfect. The priest handed each of them their rings.

"These rings are a symbol of your unity." he said. Jing-Mei took Greg's hand and slid it on his finger. it was a perfect fit.

"I hope I don't drop the ring." Greg chuckled sliding the ring on the shaky finger.

"Do you, Gregory Pratt, take this woman, Jing-Mei Chen, to be your lawfully wedded wife through sickness and health until death may you part?" The priest asked.

"Hell yeah. I mean Heck yeah." He grinned. Jing-Mei chuckled.

"Do you, Jing-Mei, take this Man, Gregory Pratt, to be your lawfully wedded husband through sickness and health until death may you part?" The priest asked.

"I do." She whispered. her heart seemed to stop.

"Then by the power invested in me and by the state of Illinois, I now pronounce you husband and wife." He said, "you may kiss the bride."

"Come here." Greg snagged Jing-Mei by her waist. She giggled nervously as Greg lowered his lips down onto hers. She sighed with happiness as they sealed their marriage with a kiss.

"May I introduce to you Mr. and Mrs. Pratt?" The priest said.

"Dr and Dr Pratt." Greg groaned turning to the church. Everyone clapped. They were finally married.

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