We Belong Together

By: Marauders-rock-my-socks

First of all...wow. Just wow. I cant believe thatthe reviews suddenly went up from a 5 to a 15. I guess fixing up the summary does work.Since personally, I dont really like the long listsof thanks too much since it prettymuch keeps one too long from the story, I'd just liketo say in general for all my reviewers (Spexy, colorado-chick, Jedi Knight Bus, butteredflies, oliverlover, lily-potter2010, Eruaphadriel, Marisa, legolascrazy17, fleur137, anonymous, Safinette,and xThe-Ravenx) for taking time to read my story as well as review. I really do appreciate all the complements and you don't even know how happy I am that I dont have any criticisms yet.

Disclaimer: I still dont own anything...so, so sad...

Well, without further adieu, I present to you all the last sob installment, PART 3 OF 3

We Belong Together (3/3)

Previously...

"Hello, Katie."

Aiden Lynch smiled broadly from his spot in front of the altar, even more so as he soon heard the ever familiar wedding hymn, Giving himself one last look over, Aiden glanced to his best man- the chaser of the Kenmare's, Troy- who gave him a thumbs up and an encouraging smile, before once more facing the red-carpet covered path.

Heads turned as the long line of awaiting people soon started to march down the aisle, starting with the flower girls who threw freshly cut blooms into the air, the ring bearer who seemed to be trying hard to balance the silken pillow he held, to the twenty bridesmaids, and finally the two maids of honors. All stood as they continued to watch the archway, eyes searching for the bride and her father.

As the small orchestra continued playing while people still continued watching the entrance, all the families and friends of the bride and groom- as well as the man himself- grew more anxious after the first few minutes passed without anything happening. Aiden who was looking very different from the man he was just mere minutes ago, was now wringing his hands together, eyes shifting continuously, and his face very much pale.

In all their nervousness, no one had noticed that Gregory Bell had just entered through a small door in the side of the cathedral. Stealthily moving towards his worried wife, he gently tapped her shoulder before he took the seat next to her.

"Greg, where's Katie? Everyone's waiting!" Kiera whispered urgently, her fearful eyes watching his reactions.

"Kiera, dear, I don't know."

Almost as soon as the words were uttered, the missus almost fainted right there and then, her face looking even more blanched than before.

"Wha-what do you mean that you don't know? Weren't you supposed to meet her as soon as she stepped off her carriage then bring her here? What do you mean!"

"Kiera, this isn't a time to be hysterical, no matter how it seems to be the only logical thing to be done in this situation." Mr. Bell reminded, trying his best to calm down his wife. "Now, see what happened is I was waiting outside since you last left me before the wedding to meet her there like you said. I waited and waited until just a few minutes ago, when Claire- you remember her don't you?- sent me an owl saying that Katie never went back to her suite after having said to have taken a walk around the house. Here, I have it with me."

With trembling hands, the mother took hold of a small piece of torn parchment, its urgency very obvious from the hurried writing.

Mr. and Mrs. Bell,

I am almost afraid to inform you that your daughter, Katie, has not returned after having gone for a short walk around the house. I remember that since we were 30 minutes ahead of schedule, making the time round 9:30, she said that she wanted to go for a short walk around the house to just clear her mind. So after having done the last touch ups, we- the stylists and I- saw her leave the preparation room, though we weren't able to see where she was heading. I awaited her return but after the thirty minutes passed, I, with the aid of some five other people, started searching the halls and rooms for any trace of her. Marie, the housekeeper, said that she went to check this certain place where Katie usually goes to just sit and think, and found one of the crystals from Katie's hair. After a few more minutes of searching, while some security preformed some spells to track her and check if she was abducted, we weren't able to find any trace of her.

-Claire

Already as white as a sheet of paper, Kiera put down the letter, her head swirling with so many thoughts and feelings, that she almost fainted once more.

"What're we to do, Greg? How can we tell the Lynches that there will be no wedding? How are we going to be able to break it to Aiden that his bride just deserted him? And even more importantly, will we ever see our daughter again?"

Suddenly, the usually calm and controlled woman broke down silently, finally catching the attention of the maids of honor and the twins.

"Mr. and Mrs. Bell, where's Katie? Aiden's suddenly looking like he might drop there in front of the altar, plus all the guests are starting to gossip that she ran away." Angelina whispered, her face looking just as worried as the other three.

"It seems that Katie did in fact run away." Gregory Bell said softly, the usual twinkle in his eyes gone. Discreetly passing them the same letter, he watched the look of horror, surprise, and concern shadow their faces. "Maybe it'd be best if the four of you were to look for her. Perhaps the fact that you all know her better than any one else will give you better luck in finding our Katie."

With determined looks, the four friends nodded, before hurriedly, yet inconspicuously, slipping out through the same way Mr. Bell came.

"Where could she be?" Fred asked, opening doors as he and the rest walked down the hallway.

"I don't understand how this could've happened. We were all joking a while ago, and she was even smiling." Alicia said quietly as Angelina nodded in agreement.

"Look, we can't be thinking about that now." George said seriously, something very rare for any of the notorious Weasley twins. Once more slamming a door shut, he took hold of yet another door handle. "We just have to concentrate on looking for her."

All nodded in agreement before bursting into the same suite they'd been in not too long ago. Upon seeing the utter chaos inside, people shouting as aurors apparated to question them in the case of Katie's disappearance being a kidnap. It being obvious that she hasn't gone back, the foursome wasted no time going down another random corridor, once more opening door after door in search of their missing friend.

"We can't just keep doing this- taking random turns and checking rooms." A finally fed-up Alicia snapped, banging another door shut in utter frustration. "This is insane! This is like searching for a needle in a haystack. Remember that this is a mansion with four different wings, a courtyard, several rooms, and many balconies. It'll take us forever if we don't do this logically."

"You're right. But what other option do we have?" Exhausted, Fred and George dropped to the carpet, sighing as they sat.

"Wait, Alicia, you said something about balconies? I just remembered something." A sudden spark filled their friend's dark eyes, making the three perk up and look curiously at Angelina. "Remember in the letter it said that they found something of Katie's- I forgot what it was- in a place where she usually goes to sit and think? It's obviously that balcony she always brings me and Alicia to." Suddenly up and striding down the hallway, the three looked at each other before catching up with her. "When we were still studyingin Hogwarts, we used to leave each other messages here over the summerby hiding notes and letters under the wooden bench, you know, just in case Alicia and I decide to drop by and Katie wasn't here."

Suddenly, Angelina stopped in front of the same double French doors, slowly pushing them open, allowing the rest to enter.

"Wait, I know where your getting at." Alicia said, her eyes growing wide in realization while the boys remained oblivious. "You think maybe she left a note here for us…"

Seeing the two women nod, Fred and George soon sprang into action. "Well what're we waiting for? Let's check!"

All got down onto their knees, as the two men lifted up the bench slightly, allowing the two women to feel for any pieces of parchment that may have been put underneath.

"I GOT IT!" Alicia exclaimed as she held up triumphantly a piece of parchment, a note scribbled over it, the hurried handwriting obviously belonging to Katie.

"Well, what does it say!"

"Keep your trousers on! Bloody hell, you'd think-"

"ALICIA!"

"Okay! Sheesh! I'll read it out loud.

" 'Ange, Alicia, George, & Fred,

I don't really know how to explain everything to you, and I'm sorry if this all will be too vague, but even I'm confused with this happening all at once. All I do know is that I can't go up there in front of the altar and marry Aiden without me feeling that everything was wrong. I don't know how everything suddenly changed from me feeling that I was so lucky to be marrying the man I love to the next minute where I feel that me with Aiden wont work out.

You can tell my parents that I'm alright, no need to worry if I'm safe. Please tell them that I am truly sorry for doing this. I never really planned for this to happen, but I guess it just did. I can't even begin to imagine how me doing this will be such a burden to both of them.

For Aiden-I don't even know where to start. Please tell him that I'm also very sorry for doing this to him. He really didn't deserve for this to happen to him. He's what every woman could ask for in a man and I know that he'll be able to find someone who truly deserves him, someone who will love him not only for what he is but for who he truly is. Also tell him that I really did love him deeply, but I know that if I did marry him, I wasn't really the one who was meant to be his wife and be Mrs. Aiden Lynch.

And for everyone else, I am also sorry for causing you all the inconveniences. Please also include especially the Lynch family who were what any bride could ask for in their future in-laws, they were all so very accepting, warm, and kind from the moment they saw me.

Also for you four. I know that you all wanted the best for me. I'm sorry if I let you down, but I just really couldn't do it.

I hope that you all will accept my apologies and be able to understand why it had to end this way. I promise to write to you all as soon as I can.

-Katie

P.S. By the way, I guess you were right. I was meant for Oliver.

Well, what did you think? I mean, to me, I guess the ending pretty much sucked. But I hope you all though differently! Heh, so please stop keeping me anxious and for once in all the stories I've ever written, I ask that you please, please review!

Oh, and just before you may comment on the whole 'P.S. By the way...' thing, It is still correct grammar. Well, that was just in case you were wondring like I was...

Hehe, well I guess that's the last of this story. sob sob I thank you all again and I encourage you all to go to MS Word, get a pen and paper, or something else, and write your own OWKB. (I'm sorry if that sounded really- ah what's the word?- endorsementish, but I really do see a somewhat decline on the number of stories for this pairing.)