"Is everyone ready for the big event?" Sallah asked the next morning. Heads nodded, and the music started. Marion quickly took the single red rose and started the trditional wedding march down the isle. She looked beautiful in her plain white dress with red rosebuds sprinkled throughout her curly brown hair.
Indy smiled as she slowly made her way down the isle of the tiny church. She made something so simple look so intricate and extravagant. Her dress, barely beneath her knees, had no train nor any matching veil. And nonetheless, she was barefoot. He watched as his love smiled back.
Suddenly, Indy remebered his chat with Sallah. Am I doing the right thing? He thought. Of course I am; I love her.
Marion looked up at Indy. He looked devilishly handsome in his black jacket and white collared shirt. He was actually wearing a tie, not a bow-tie. He looked so handsome, and she couldn't wait until they started thier life together. As Marion stepped down the isle, she had sudden last-minute doubts.Am I doing the right thing? She questioned herself. Well, I love him, don't I?
Wow, one woman to spend the rest of my like with. One woman to sleep with forever. Indy realized.
Geez, one man to spend every waking moment with. One man to please every ever-lovin night, She figured.
Here I go, taking the big plunge.
Look at me, gettin' hitched.
"Hi, honey. Ready to tie the knot?" He queried when she finally reached the altar.
"Ready as ever. You might as well cherish and flaunt this moment. You'll probably never see me in a dress again," She kidded. They both took a deep breath, and the ceremonial speech began.
"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to celebrate the event of holy matrimony between Henry Jones and Marion Ravenwood," The parson began.
"Yeah, yeah. Skip to the good parts," Indy said obnoxiously.
Marion was trying hard to surpress a laugh. "Wow, you're real eager, huh?" She said. How can he be so cocksure when I'm worrying my guts about it? She thought.
The parson looked almost hurt.
Indy smiled. Just willing to get this over with, sweetheart. Hasn't she known me long enough to know that I'm no good at formal ceremonies? He thought.
The parson started up again. "Do you, Marion, take Henry to be your lawfully wedded husband? To honor him in sick-"
"Yadee, yaddah. Yes, I do." She interrupted.
"Who's eager now?" Indy questioned.
"Just eager for the honeymoon, dear," She banterred.
Indy turned to the parson. "I do, too." He said hastily, joking along with Marion.
"Okay then, I now pronounce you Mr. and Mrs. Dr. Henry P. Jones."
"Ugh, I have a man's name," Marion teased.
"You may now kiss the bride."
"Finally," Indy said. He pulled Her close and kissed her more passionately than ever.
"Wow," Marion replied through the meager applause when thier lips parted at last.
A/N: I know, I know. It's so short. I've been the recluse sitting behind the computer screen , so sue me, okay? Just kiddin'. I'm tryin' here.