A/N: HERE IT IS, THE WEDDING DAY. I DON'T OWN THEM, BUT I WOULD SURE LOVE TO. HOPE YOU LIKE IT.
CHAPTER 8: GOIN' TO THE CHAPEL
SATURDAY JUNE 24, 2006
6:44AM.
Jordan woke from her restless sleep with a jolt. It's here, today's the day. She got up and ran to the mirror on the dresser. She looked at her reflection and her hands flew to her face, "Oh my God, I'm getting married today.", she screamed. Her bridesmaids ran into the room as soon as they heard her. They had stayed over at Max's after the rehearsal dinner. "Jordan, Jordan are you okay?", Lily asked first. "Lily, she doesn't look so good.", Dolly said as she noticed Jordan staring blankly into the mirror, breathing heavily. "Jordan why don't you sit down.", Emmy added. They walked her over to the bed, Lily started fanning her, Emmy got a glass of water. She was about to offer it to her, when Max walked in. "That won't do her any good. Here, drink this.", Max handed Jordan a small glass of whiskey. She drank it. "You feel better?", Max asked with a chuckle. "Yeah, I think so.", Jordan nodded, but she could not remember ever feeling so excitedly nervous.
7:18AM.
Woody was so happy, this was the day he would finally make Jordan his wife. He passed the time by shinning his shoes, as he waited for Cal to come over. Minutes later, Calvin burst through the door, his arms loaded. "Hey big brother, today's the big day.", he laughed, dumping the contents of his arms on the couch. One by one he began to go through the pile. "This is your tux, I'll lay it on your bed. This is mine, I'll put in in the guest room.", he stated, walking down the hall. "Hey Cal, can you get me another t-shirt, this one has shoe polish all over it. It's in the long dresser, left side, second drawer.", Woody called to his brother. Cal walked briskly down the hallway, but stopped dead in his tracks when he entered the living room. Calvin came up behind Woody, just as he leaned forward to put his shoes down, that's when Cal saw them for the first time, the three hideous scars on his brothers back. The first, long one that ran down the middle of his back, a smaller one right next to it from the second back surgery and the small round one from where the bullet exited his body. Woody turned around and grabbed the shirt out of Calvin's hand, "Thanks man.",he said. Cal stood silently next to his brother, catching a glimpse of the abdominal scars right before they were covered up by the fresh t-shirt. Five scars, five scars that marred his brothers body, seeing them only made what happened, so real. "Ready?", Woody asked, Cal just stared into space. "Calvin, you comin'?", Woody asked again, wheeling to the door. Cal cleared his throat, "Yeah Woods, I'm right behind ya.".
8:49AM
After an amazing breakfast made by Aunt Betty and Dolly, Jordan sat at her vanity, nervously bouncing her leg up and down as Lily twirled her hair up in hot rollers. The girls were bustling around, fussing over Jordan as they tried to get ready for the photographer, who was to be at the house at 1pm. Jordan was already on her third cup of coffee, not that she needed the caffeine or any thing, but at least playing with the coffee mug kept her from constantly tapping her nails on the vanity top. A few blocks away Calvin and Woody were making their way to a old fashioned part of the neighborhood. "Hey Woods, let's stop there for breakfast.", Cal offered as they neared a quaint diner. Woody let out a little chuckle as he wheeled inside, only to see Uncle Charlie, Max, Garret, Nigel, Bug and Sidney sitting at a large table. "Hey guys, what's this?", Woody asked confused. "It's breakfast, What do ya think it is?", Cal asked back, out of breath, sinking into his seat. "Cal called us to meet you guys here, he said it was your favorite place.", Garret explained. "No, I said it was the closest place. I'm starving.", Cal clarified, still trying to catch his breath. "Me too.", Woody smiled.
12:37PM
Jordan was feverishly pacing back and forth, anxiously waiting for her father to return and for the photographer to finish setting up. A few minutes later Max walked in, whistling happily. "Dad where the hell have you been?", Jordan scolded. Everyone abruptly stopped what they were doing and looked over at Jordan. "Sorry sweetie, after breakfast, we went over to the park, where the guys played a couple games of basketball. Woody's team won.", Max stated, making his way up the stairs. A smile crept across her face as the ladies rushed her into the den to change into her dress. When Max came back down in his tux, the first thing he saw was his beautiful baby girl in her wedding gown, his eyes began to tear as he watched her pose for the camera, looking so much like her mother. Back at the apartment, Cal started to pace as the clock ticked. He made his way down the hall to the bedroom and knocked on the door."Almost ready Woody?", he asked, slightly opening the door. "Yeah, could you give me a hand?.", Woody asked, nodding at his shoes, as he adjusted his new braces. Cal got on the floor and helped his brother with his shoes. "That basketball thing was pretty cool.", Cal stated as he tied the first one. "I play one a week at the rehab center.", Woody replied, straightening his tie. "You're really, really good." Cal complimented and helped his brother up. Woody smiled as he thought about this morning, how he first out 'ran' and then beat Cal (the jock) in basketball. "Admit it little brother, I kicked your ass today.", Woody laughed. "Yeah you did.", Calvin replied sheepishly, as they left for the church.
3:02PM
The limo ride to the church was silent, except for the swooshing sound of Jordan's dress as she nervously moved around. As they pulled up in front of St. Inez, Jordan noticed the time one the clock outside,"3:02, are you kidding me, I'm late for my own wedding?", she panicked. The coordinator met them at the door. "Everyone is inside, let's get you married.", she stated happily. Before Jordan could even react the double doors swung open and the music began. As the bridal party made their way down the aisle, Jordan's grip on Max's arm became tighter. "Are you ready, sweetie?", Max asked, lovingly. She nodded, noticing Lily was already halfway down the aisle, her cue to get ready. The guests rose, the wedding march started as they took the steps to the rest of her life. They walked painfully slow down that long aisle, she felt dizzy, her palms were sweaty, her heart was racing, she tried closing her eyes, but then she felt like she was going to fall.
Finally they made it, her father kissed her and handed her off to Woody, who never in his life, had seen anything more breathtaking than Jordan. She took a deep breath and looked into his beautiful blue eyes, he smiled wide, his eyes brimming with tears and a sudden wave of calm came over her. He was the only person who could do that, make everything alright by just looking at her. The ceremony was beautiful. Garret and Sidney did the readings, Paul officiated, Jordan's friend sang Ave Maria and Woodrow Wilson Hoyt took Jordan Marie Cavanaugh to be his wife. The marriage was sealed with a loving kiss and a glorious round of applause. As they made their way down the aisle, Jordan was finally able to see the friends and family gathered at the church to witness this blessed event, she hadn't noticed anyone the first time around. She proudly held on to her husbands arm as they exited, both grinning from ear to ear. He turned to her, a bit perplexed, "Jordan I have never seen you so calm.", he exclaimed. "Piece of cake.", she answered with a sly shrug.