Pawnshops and Carousels

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A/N: And here's another update. That is on time for once! and in this one we have a cute little wedding. I hope you guys enjoy it too! Don't forget to review and I'll see you guys next Sunday!

Chapter 18


We landed in Vegas and went straight to our hotel. I booked us the Prima Suite at the Venetian. There we detoxed and relaxed, or at least, Sabrina did, as she was still slightly traumatized by the previous day's events, while I did research. Once she had napped out her stress we got into the car and went to the Marriage Bureau. While we waited in line, we used our phones to check the options of the wedding chapels near-by. Sabrina had her heart set on the Graceland Wedding Chapel and I didn't have the heart to tell her no.

I got our form and as I filled out everything Sabrina got on the phone and made the latest appointment we could make which was at 10:30pm that night. She picked the Traditional package for 300 dollars. We then stood in another line for another hour to file the form, pay and sign it.

With our marriage licence obtained, we reluctantly went our separate ways. Each to buy what we needed to for the wedding.

She went and picked her dress, picked out matching shoes, and other accessories and set up her hair and make up appointments. I didn't have to do as much, except pick up my tux and my shoes and then I was good to go.

We had a late lunch together and then she went to get her hair and make up done while I got a chance to relax and nap before the big event. When she got back her blonde hair was done up half in an elegant twist and half down in amazingly wavy curls. Her make up was simple and done in neutrals and light pinks. I wanted to see her dress but she was adamant that she would change at the chapel. Firstly, because she wanted it to be a surprise and secondly, because the groom wasn't supposed to see the bride in her dress before the wedding.

I wanted to remind her that we were literally eloping and I didn't think that rule applied, but we were also eloping and I knew she had always wanted that traditional wedding. So if this little extra thing made her feel better about how we were getting married I was going to let her have it.

But she helped me get into my suit, helped me with my hair even though I didn't need it. She smiled when she noticed I had taken my earrings out, cause I knew we would be taking pictures and she hated those things on me, even if she didn't complain about them anymore. And then we were in the cab heading for the chapel.

That's where I am now. Waiting in a chapel for my bride to arrive. An officiant is standing beside me looking down at the papers.

"Just you two huh?" he asks again and I can only nod at him. "Don't be nervous kid."

I am nervous, though. Of course, I am. What if she's changed her mind? That could happen right? At any point in time.

"I'm not nervous," I say instead and then the music starts up and that's it. I was on the edge of nervous before now I've jumped off the cliff. I'm straight up nervous now. Because the music means Sabrina is coming. But when I see her in that stunning short sleeved lace topped white dress that falls just below her knees my heart soars into my mouth.

Granted I always thought she'd be walked down the aisle on Les' arm, as he said he would when Sabrina's father died, and not Elvis, but this was still my dream.

She walks towards me with a smile on her face and then she's handed off to me for the wedding. This is it. We're going to get married. It is quick and simple. We exchange our vows, we say I do, we sign the paper and that's it. Until…

"Do you guys have the rings?"

And here's surprise number a million in this day of surprises. Sabrina has no idea that I actually have our rings, rings I also saved in that safe along with her engagement ring. She shakes her head, opens her mouth to say we were going to pick them later, she had even agreed to pick a wedding ring from my dad's shop, but I have something even better then that.

"Actually yes," I say digging into my blazer pocket for them. I hand her the one she is to put on my finger and I clutch onto hers. I then watch as she looked at them, and smile as she realizes what she's holding.

"When did you… are these?"

"Our promise rings? Course. You didn't think I really threw them out, did you?" I ask with a smile and all of a sudden, she's laughing and crying all over again.

I take her hand and slide the wedding band on the finger with her engagement ring and then she takes my hand and slides my ring onto my finger. I kiss her again and hold her tightly as we head back down the aisle.

That's it. We're officially married.


Instead of going back to the hotel for a more intimate kind of celebration, Seth took us out for a lovely dinner. He has a limo waiting for us when we get out and then he takes me to the Aria for a candle light romantic dinner for two out on a private patio.

I keep replaying our hastily written vows in my head.

I promise, for as long as I live and breathe, that I will love you, stand by you, take care of you and always laugh at your terrible jokes.

Reenie, from that very first kiss, I knew that you were going to be my forever. My life has no future if you're not in it and if you let me I will do everything I can to be the best husband, partner and friend you could have. I love you babe.

It wasn't much but it was ours and that made it so much more special. I look down to the engagement ring and the promise ring I thought I lost. The rose gold filigree encrusted band that matched Seth's large thicker silver one, had been thrown at him once in a fit of anger. I thought he had thrown them out, he had said they had thrown them out, but here they are. I have never been so happy to see a piece of jewelry in my life and Seth had literally pulled an engagement ring he purchased before we broke up out of nowhere.

"I still can't believe it," I say to him again. "It doesn't feel real."

"No… it doesn't… but you're happy… aren't you?" he asks. He looks so worried, like the excitement and adrenaline had worn off and now I would start regretting this hastily made decision.

"Of course I am Seth, I mean… look at us," I say looking around at the patio he had booked for us. He really has gone all out for this. "We're in Vegas on this wonderfully romantic patio, we have an unnecessarily large hotel room and we're finally… finally married. You look so handsome in your tux…"

"And that dress is breathtaking," he whispers. "Damn near took my breath away, it was a lovely surprise. Worth the wait."

That was all well and good, but what if he was asking if she was happy because he wasn't?

"Are you happy too, Seth?"

"I just married the girl who got away… the girl of my dreams," he tells me as he takes my hand and presses a soft kiss to my knuckles. "Of course, I'm happy, I don't think I've ever been this happy in my life."

He looks at me with unshed tears in his eyes and I feel my own eyes go a little misty. I clear my throat, look back down to the rings on my finger and the one around his.

"How are we going to tell your parents?"

That was the hard part of eloping… we hadn't told anyone. The Golds were going to be livid when they found out.

"You know… I think… I think we should put that off for as long as possible," he whispers. "Cause they will flat out tell us to set up a quote-unquote real wedding so…"

"They're going to be so mad at us…"

"You let me worry about that baby," he says taking my hand and kissing my knuckles. "Right now there's only one thing you have to worry about."

I blink my eyes and frown at him. "And what's that?"

He waves to someone and a familiar set of chords hit my ears and I'm laughing. He stands up, buttoning up his blazer jacket again, he takes that hand he's still holding and pulls me up to my feet.

"Do you still remember how to dance?"

My Girl, by the Temptations has been our song since high school. After our fifth date where he asked me to be his girlfriend, he listened to that song on repeat for three days. He hummed it, whistled it and sung it on loop until it got stuck in my head too. It was the song playing as our first slow dance at the spring formal, it was the song playing when we first made love, and it was the song we had always said would be our first dance at our wedding so it's more than fitting to have it playing right now.

As Seth sweeps me across a candle lit patio with our song playing around us, I know that our future will be bright and wonderful and full of happiness, because we were finally and properly bound and bonded together.


Ashley: Seth and Sabrina left AJL that afternoon way to excited for them to just be about a vacation. He didn't talk to me or dad when they were there, he simply called me on the way to the airport and asked me to check in on Sabrina's cat Escobar while they were gone.

They were on their way out of town for a weekender in Vegas.

And you know, at first, I gave them the benefit of the doubt. But then I didn't hear from them for the whole three days they were there. Which is weird. Seth loves taking pictures of things. It was strange he hadn't sent a bunch of sickeningly cute pictures of him and Sabrina doing touristy stuff just to annoy us. And then they came back all smiley and giggly and I just knew that something had happened. The only thing I could think of was that they eloped, because that's what people did in Vegas. They got drunk, they gambled and they sometimes got married. But there was no way that Seth would get married and not tell us. Right? But if he had… oh… I was going to have fun riling my parents up about that.