Conner had spent his life in Quar-toth wearing animal skin and worrying only about the next kill. Suddenly, he found his world shattered when untold truths were revealed and he was placed back in the family he had longed for as a child. He never, not once, thought he would end up like this.
"Conner, you ready, man?" Gunn asked, looking at the teenager in the mirror as he straitened his tie. Conner smiled and nervously adjusted his suit.
"I should be asking you that," He responded, running a hand threw lose hair. Spike was sitting in one of the plush armchair while Lorne hummed a tune in the comer while rearranging a flower bouquet.
"I've been ready since the first day I laid my eyes on her," He whispered, and then suddenly laughed loudly. "Good god, I sound like a Hallmark card,"
"Hey, some of those poems are bloody good!" Spike defended, earning bewildered looks from the contents of the room. He simply flashed them a grin before turning back to the copy of "Vogue" magazine in his lap.
"Hi guys," Angel greeted sheepishly. Everyone greeted him back, no one particularly looking at him.
"Hey Peaches, you think you're a summer or a…holy bloody fuck!" Spike stated before falling out of the chair and staring at his grandsire.
"I knew my daughter learned that language from you," Angel muttered, running a self-conscious hand over his cheek. Gunn looked at him, before joining Spike on the floor. The other two men quickly fell to the Tan-Angel-Laughing disease and the vampire flushed red.
"Oh look! He's turning pink!" Gunn gasped in between laughs, which only caused the other members (even a robed Lorne) to laugh even harder. Angel leaned against the door, sighing loudly.
"He's a bloody coconut!" Spike exclaimed.
"What the hell, dude!" Gunn asked, causing Spike to shrug.
"I dunno, it worked at the time…"
"No it didn't,"
"Yes it did,"
"Dude,"
"Yeah?"
"I'm getting married in ten minutes,"
"Yeah, mate, glad you didn't forget that,"
"Well, that automatically means I win for the next week," Gunn then proceeded to stick his tongue out at the blonde vampire, who burst into laughter again. Angel shook his head and left the room, hiding the small smile on his face.
Wesley paced back and forth, his feet making small imprints in the carpet. He sighed heavily, not quite happy about what he had agreed to do. But he would do it because in the end, if she was happy, it was all worth it.
Faith knelt next to her daughter and her daughter's partner in crime. Her eyes were narrowed and a frown creased her face. The three were standing just at the entrance of the church, in which all of the few guests were sitting. Duskie sent her mother her "innocent" look and Melly tried her best to replicate it on her own face.
"We just wanted to see if anyone in there were vampires," Duskie whispered, wiping a trail of holy water off her dress. Faith glanced past her daughter at the guests, all of whom were covered head to toe in a thin layer of holy water. She could yell at them for many things at the moment. Running off unsupervised. Melly using her powers in a none dangerous situation. Giving the entire church a bath. Coming up with an excuse that she had no way to defend against.
"This is why I love you girls," The slayer murmured as she pulled her daughter and Melly to her. At least they didn't start shooting the guests with cross bows.
A large cathedral ceiling, with a painted scene plastered on it hundreds of years ago. A white rug, soft as snow, stretches out to the porcelain alter, on which stands two candlesticks; each welded together by a joining circle. Purple candles are sporadically placed, though more for decoration then for light because the room was well lit. White chairs, that Cordelia had made sure were polished to perfection, were on either side of the church. The bride's side held her immediate family; her mother, father, Becky, Joe, and Jamie. The groom's side held men who had never worn a suit before, all decked out in fine clothes that would be returned to the department stores in perfect condition that night. Lavender bows grace the last chairs, and small crystal bowls of holy water are set on cotton tablecloths that perfectly matched the carefully picked bridesmaid dresses. As Melody descended down the aisle, making her way to Gunn and Lorne (both of whom stood at the alter), a collective gasp was heard at the little girl's beauty. She carefully dropped the lilac petals, a bright smile on her face. Once she was halfway up the aisle, Faith and Spike began to walk. She cracked a joke about the holy water, low enough that the guests were almost positive it was a sweet seductive comment between lovers. Cordy and Angel followed, both smiling brightly and secretly wondering when their time would come. Conner and Ria, both who seemed disgusted for being stuck with their sibling, followed their parents. After them Duskie, who had been in the bathroom when the wedding march began, quickly walked down the aisle to her mother as the slow entrance song began. The great wooden doors had been closed as to help stun the audience more with the brides amazing beauty. Everyone was stunned into silence when Fred and Wesley entered, both smiling brightly. Fred, who was glowing from the excitement and her pregnancy, clutched her friend's arm. She sent him a reassuring smile, knowing that giving her away must be hard for him. Gunn grinned at his bride to be as she walked to him. He took her small hand in his, and nodded to Wesley who surprised him by embracing him. Wesley walked and stood next Angel. Fred and Gunn turned to look at each other, love clear in their eyes. They turned to Lorne who grinned widely at the room.
"Well, I think we all know why we're gathered here today. We're here to celebrate these two amazing people's love. When I say love, I mean actually "I've-almost-died-and-it-was-your-face-I-saw love," He grinned further at the chuckle. "I have the great honor of helping these two start their wonderful family, a family that I know I will forever think of fondly." He suddenly stopped, his red eyes going wide. He fumbled with his jacket before pulling out a cell phone.
"Lorne," Cordy hissed. "What are you doing!"
"Kyle!" Was his simple response as he began to dial frantically.
"Hello?" The voice in the telephone asked.
"Dawn! Oh my god, what happened! I just remembered everything! Is Kyle o.k?" Lorne asked, fear evident in his voice.
"He's fine, Lorne, we got him back. We're just about to sit down to dinner…" Fred glared at Lorne, knowing he had his "talking" face on. Every flame in the room suddenly rose four feet. Lorne's eyes grew wider.
"Yeah, I got to go to before I get burned to death," he shoved his phone back in his pocket and turned back to the church. "Sorry, all," he said sheepishly, causing Ria to giggle before Faith sent her a death glare.
"Well let's cut to the good stuff, eh?" Everyone nodded. "Anyone object to this here union between Winifred Burkle and Charles Gunn?" No one said anything. "Good! Now, Winifred Annabelle Burkle, do you take Charles Xavier Gunn as your lawfully/magically wedded husband?" Lorne asked, grinning.
"Yes, I most definitely do!" She exclaimed, grinning brightly back.
"Charles Xavier Gunn, do you take Winifred Annabelle Burkle as your lawfully wedded wife?"
"Hell yeah!" His response caused a collective laugh as Angel handed him his ring. "Fred, you've been with me threw everything. You've made me into a better person, you've held me while I've cried, and been the reason I keep living. You are the only person I ever wanted to wake up next to in the morning, and you are the only person I want to see as I take my last breath. Fred, I love you. With this ring; I thee wed." He slid it onto her finger, right next to the engagement ring.
"Charles, I cant even tell you what hell I've been threw," She sent an apologetic look at her parents for cursing then turned back to Gunn. "And yet, you made it all seem so much better. You brought me out of the shell I created around myself and helped me live again. You are my life, my light, my heart, my soul. You're my everything. With this ring; I thee wed," She carefully placed it on his finger, waiting patiently for Lorne's final line.
"With all the pleasure in the world; I now announce you husband and wife! You may kiss the bride!" He exclaimed as the room burst into cheers. Gunn's lips crashed down on Fred's, in a kiss that held every passion and all the love that the two shared. As they broke apart, the room was still applauding and neither could wipe the smiles off their faces. Melly grinned and raised her arms above her head. Suddenly every flower she had dropped began to float in the air and float around the couple. And for once, no one yelled at her.
"Uncle Lorne," Lorne stared down at Melly, smiling. "Can I bring a sword to the party?"
A/n: Oh my god! I honestly have tears in my eyes. That was just so fluffy!! I love it so much!! Please review and make me happy!!
