AN: I'm sooooo sorry. This was supposed to be up forever ago. And I really don't have a good excuse, it was written and everything, I just kept not typing it. My best excuse is that defenses of senior theses have been going on and I've gone to a lot to support my friends. That and there was spring break in which I did everything but rest. Still no excuse so I'm sorry.

Anyway, this chapter is, as the title suggests, the wedding. Tommy and Kim's wedding that is. It switches POV a lot. I tried to label the view changes cause I wrote the whole thing first person. The second half swaps back and forth quickly so its in bold and italic. Bold for Kim and Itaclics for Tommy. I think I mention it at that point to, in case you forget. I'm gonna try to be better from now on. Really I am.

KPOV

I looked in the mirror at an image that didn't seem real and pressed my hands to my stomach in an attempt to calm the roiling butterflies. I wasn't nervous about getting married per se; I knew I was ready for this. And I wasn't nervous about being jilted because I knew that the guys were here and that they'd had to physically restrain Tommy from trying to start things early. And I wasn't worried about the girls. They were more excited then Tommy and I together. No, none of that was bothering me.

No, what was worrying me was the impending sense of doom I got whenever I thought about the reception. Something about having every Ranger to ever don a uniform in a room with a helluva a lot of liquor and a helluva lot of people who didn't know our secret scared the hell out of me. That and the inevitable questions that would come when somebody recognized the Astro Rangers and wondered how we knew them. That was what had me worried because even though we'd tried to keep the number of civilians low there were some we had to invite. Both of my parents are gone but we had to invite Tommy's folks, and his brother and uncle and all the rest of his rather confusing family. We also had to invite Jason and Trini's parents and Billy's dad. We'd invited the Taylors but they weren't able to make it. And we'd managed to get out of inviting the Parks and DeSantos' because we didn't really know them all that well. That didn't include, however, the friends that Jason and I had made in Florida that we liked enough to invite and all the other people that get invited to this sort of thing. It was a disaster waiting to happen in terms of protecting our secret identities and it made me very nervous.

The one thing that had me anywhere near okay with it was that Hayley and Andros were going to man the bar. Neither one of them would have the smallest qualm about denying another drink to anyone who looked a little too drunk, particularly the former Rangers. I'd tried to convince Tommy that we should have a totally separate Ranger-only party but he hadn't liked that idea, something about it being too much effort for me. Which is untrue, that's why I have Hayley. We both like planning stuff like this, it would have been no biggie, but he refused. The thought was sweet at least.

Of course he also insisted we invite every Ranger possible. There were Rangers coming I didn't even know existed! Seriously, we had to invite the Galaxy Rangers? But he would have ended up inviting them anyway in that wonderfully casual way he's adopted, he tried to invite the butcher yesterday, so I made their invitation formal. And cringed the whole time, thinking of what could happen.

Aisha came in at that moment and caught me staring at the mirror with a face gone white beneath the makeup. She hurried over and laid a hand on my shoulder. My eyes snapped to hers in the mirror.

"What's wrong Kim? You were fine five minutes ago."

"The reception," I said, "it's going to be -"

"Fine," she cut me off. "Trini and I have personally spoken with every Ranger in attendance. They will be on their absolute best behavior. Nobody was invited when Andros and Ashley eloped so this is the first Ranger wedding, though I'll be not the last. They're all going to be good if they want to go to any others. They know what's at stake."

"What about the Astro Rangers? How do we explain them?" I knew I was asking questions I'd asked a million times, but I was seriously freaking out.

You hung out with Ashley and Cassie in high school. Tommy knows TJ and Carlos pretty well and Andros and Zhane came with Ash and Cas. Its okay sweetie. Everything will be fine. You need to stop thinking. Just enjoy your day. Trini and I will take care of everything."

At that moment Trini came into the room carrying a stack of three floral boxes, followed by Hayley with another stack. The girls came rushing in behind her with their eyes wide with excitement. As soon as they set the boxes down Amanda and Taylor whipped the lids off and simultaneously squealed. Suppressing my own squeal of giddy excitement at the sight of the flowers I hurried over to look at them more closely. The six of us stood there for a minute enjoying the beauty of the arrangements. A moment later Ashley stuck her head around the doorway.

"We're ready when you are," she said. "And I'm supposed to tell you sooner is better. Tommy's fidgeting."

I grinned. "I could be mean but I won't. Give us a minute or two and we should be ready." There was a brief flurry of activity as dresses were straightened, flowers distributed, Trini fussing with my veil, but finally, we were ready to go. As a small, tight knot we moved to the doors where Ashley, who was acting as my wedding coordinator, was waiting with Zack. Zack had agreed to act in the place of my dad and give me away. I would have asked Jase, but he was Tommy's best friend and his best man, so Zack got the honor instead. He grinned at me and offered his arm as Ashley hurriedly organized everything else.

"You ready?" He whispered. "Or should I cause a diversion so you can run away?" He grinned wickedly. "I could have lots of fun causing a diversion."

"No thanks," I whispered back. "I've been waiting for this for most of my life, so don't you dare mess it up Zachary Jamal Taylor."

TPOV

I'd never felt as sure of anything as I did standing there at the front of the church with my best friends at my side. Sneaking a look down the line I did have to choke back laughter at the sight of Adam, Billy and Justin looking rather uncomfortable in red vests and bow ties. Kim had steadfastly maintained that she refused to try to incorporate every Ranger color into our wedding. She wasn't even trying to work in all five of the one's we'd covered between ourselves, well mostly me but that's a different story, though in some way most of them had showed up anyway. Jason, Rocky, Billy, Adam and Justin were all wearing black tuxes with red waistcoats and bowties while I had pure, snowy white under my black tux. Kim's dress, I've been told, is white but the bridesmaid dresses are all yellow. Amanda wasn't such a fan of this, she wanted to wear a green dress, but Kim had prevailed, and then declared that our wedding colors were red and yellow because she said so and that was that.

Music started somewhere and I turned a bit to watch the bridal party enter. Taylor was first and she sauntered up, confident, sassy, and happy in her 'fairy tale princess' dress. Amanda followed, not as confident but just as, if not more happy than her sister, though it had less to do with the dress and more to do with the fact that she was thrilled to a million pieces that we were getting married. Hayley followed my girls and I noted Billy's sudden intake of breath, barely audible at my part of the line, with an amused, hidden smile. She was definitely looking gorgeous and I got the impression that 'the Brainiac' was a bit smitten. Aisha looked stunning as well and there was a similarly indrawn breath from Rocky. I waited in barely smothered amusement and sure enough, when Trini appeared in the doorway, looking as beautiful as ever, Jason took in his own breath. Making a note to harass the three of them later I turned fully and mentally prepared myself as the traditional bridal march started.

Kim appeared in the doorway and I swear I stopped breathing. If the girls had been cute, and if the others had been stunning, Kim was simply magnificent. She started towards me, an angel in white, and Jason leaned over to whisper in my ear.

"You gotta breathe man. This wedding won't end well if you don't."

I exhaled loudly and grinned at him sheepishly before turning back to Kim. Taylor might think her dress was fit for a fairytale princess but Kim's put hers to shame. The whole thing skimmed her curves till her hips when it started to flow out to fall in silken waves. Even from this distance I could see the occasional gleam of beads sewn onto it, probably in a pattern, and around the shallow neckline, which revealed only the faintest hint of her chest. A veil flowed over her hair, which she was wearing down, anchored by a wreath of white flowers, leaving her face uncovered so I could see the excitement in her eyes as she got closer. The back of the dress flowed into one of those train things, which ordinarily I don't like, but this time it added to the image of perfection.

The wait for Kim to join me was both interminable and amazingly short. I'd never before understood people who said time flew and stood still at the same time, but now I was firmly in their camp. It really does happen. But finally she was by my side and we turned to the priest together. We were both a bit stunned when, after the priest asked 'who gives this woman,' every member of the original team, and the girls, answered with Zack. The priest did not look a bit surprised; in fact he had this little twinkle in his eye that led me to believe he was involved. A surreptitious movement to my left drew my attention and I looked over just in time to see Kim carefully dabbing away a tear.

KPOV

When Zack answered the priest I was stunned, his was not the only voice I'd heard. The other six people that meant the absolute most to me, other than the man at my side of course, answered with him. Jason's baritone, Billy's tenor, Trini's soprano, Aisha's slightly lower soprano, and the distinctly girlish voices of my girls joined Zack's bass. The love and conviction in all of their voices affected me quite strongly and I had to squeeze my eyes shut for a moment to prevent myself from crying. But then I saw the twinkle in Fr. McCallen's eyes and knew they'd planned this with him and I couldn't help it, one of them escaped. I tried to dab it away without drawing any attention to myself but I know Tommy saw me. I felt him turn his head, felt his gaze on my face, and felt bereft when he turned back to Fr. McCallen.

Switching TPOV and KPOV

I was so focused on the thought that I was getting married, and so touched by what the group had done, the statement that they had made, that I missed most of what happened next. Thank goodness we were having this videotaped. But then Fr. McCallen was addressing Tommy and I was paying attention again.

I'd been paying attention to every word out of the priest's mouth and silently urging him to get to the good parts. Finally he made my day and started. 'Do you, Thomas James Oliver, agree to take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife . . .'

I mouthed every word with him and when he finished answered in a very resolute voice. 'I do.'

Then he turned to Kim to repeat the question and I snuck a sideways glance. Her eyes were bright with suppressed excitement but her voice was clear and steady as she answered.

When Tommy said 'I do' in such a firm, determined voice a little shiver ran down my back, not a bad shiver mind, it was a good shiver, a very good one. Then it was my turn and I tried to make my voice just as determined, but I also tried to keep it steady. I was so excited that I was surprised I was standing still and not shaking. And nerves were setting in a little. Fr. McCallen had just called for the rings. Tommy and I had purchased each other's rings separately, though we had agreed on a few basic things first, and he hadn't seen his yet. I was hoping he liked it.

The rings were brought forth at that moment and I stared at them in surprise. Next to the delicate platinum band I'd gotten for Kim was a larger one, no in itself surprising since we'd agreed to go with platinum bands. What surprised me was the etching I could just make out on the outside of the band. Etched in exquisite detail was a tiger chasing a firebird, or a firebird chasing a tiger, hard to tell since it was etched onto a circle.

I gazed at the two rings in shock. Awe had to have gone to the same jeweler. The etching on the band he'd bought for me was just as incredible as that on his. But where his had a tiger and a firebird mine had a falcon and a crane. With a smile playing on my lips, not quite there but not, not there, I turned to face him as he took my ring in hand.

Taking Kim's hand in my own left hand I aligned the ring with my right and as I began to speak the vows we'd altered together I slid it home. "With this ring I thee wed. With my body I thee worship. With my mind I thee inspire. With my heart I thee love. And with my soul I thee follow, to the ends of time and beyond."

I took a moment to stare at those beautiful brown eyes and then my ring before I picked up the remaining ring to repeat Tommy's gestures. Sliding the ring onto his finger I repeated his words, the ones we'd picked together. "With this ring I thee wed. With my body I thee worship. With my mind I thee inspire. With my heart I thee love. And with my soul I thee follow, to the ends of time and beyond." As I finished I raised my eyes to his and said the last two lines staring into his eyes, knowing they shone with all the love I felt for him.

We both looked to Fr. McCallen, who was smiling. He'd told us he really liked our version of the vows and if the smile on his face was any indication that was true. "By the power invested in me," he started. "By the Church and the State of California, I declare you man and wife." He paused and smiled. "You may kiss the bride."

Tommy bent his head and brushed his mouth across mine gently and then he immediately came back and settled there a little more firmly. It rapidly went deep and claiming and I got the impression he'd either forgotten or didn't care that we had an avidly watching audience. Before I could do anything to remind him Jason cleared his throat and I smiled against Tommy's mouth. We broke apart and looked towards Fr. McCallen again. He was grinning broadly this time, as was everyone else up at the altar with us.

"I present to you, Mr. and Mrs. Thomas James Oliver." Everyone clapped, nice and polite, and then somebody, and I'll have to hurt whoever it was, hollered 'Finally' at which point everyone took up that chorus. Well, not everyone. The parents in the group looked confused, but all the Rangers were yelling it.

Somebody remind me to kill Conner later. I'd recognize that voice anywhere. Stupid boy, he got all the Rangers to cheer it. Like either of us wanted to be reminded that we'd wasted 10 years. But as I look at the good-natured faces of the people cheering, and Jason's chortling behind me, the humor of the situation hit me as well. Smiling even more broadly I tug Kim closer to my side.

"Finally's definitely right. Finally your all mine." I leaned down and kissed her again, and this one picked up where the last had left off, deep and wild. Naturally this made the assembled group cheer louder and when I looked up even the parents had joined the yelling.

Holding Kim's hand tightly in my own we headed down the aisle side by side.

THE END