The month had been a stressful one. Worry was spreading through the village of the incident that had occurred with Wilson and Willow and the mysterious man. Plans were already being made and enacted, trying to find him but to no avail. Even with Jack it seemed like the man didn't even exist or rather, he was just too fast to be caught. It was frustrating to say the least.

This week however, was a small break from that.

"Feels weird to be doing this during such a stressful time." Willow said, holding still as Charlie made adjustments to her wedding dress. "I mean, I'm glad we're doing this but… I just feel like we should be staying focused and just do this wedding thing later."

"You two deserve a moment of happiness. You can worry about it after you've had the night of your life." Charlie replied. "If we waited to see what would happen William and I wouldn't be parents. Right Rosie?"

The infant nestled in a basket just gave a squeal.

Willow giggled at the infant.

"Hard to believe you guys became parents just a few weeks or so ago… How are you two fairing, by the way?"

Charlie grinned, finishing the adjustments. "We're doing fine. She likes to wake up in the middle of the night but Willam helps out a lot with her. She's such a daddy's girl."

"Well, glad to hear William is helping. She's so cute." Willow made a silly face at the infant, earning a squeal from her.

"Aguh!"

Charlie smiled softly.

"She's a real sweetie. Such an easy baby. Loves cuddles and seems to be happy unless she's hungry."

"Then the wailing starts eh?"

"Whimpering mostly. We've gotten fast enough to make it before the crying."

"Got ya. Well, least she was a happy surprise and just in time for Wilson to help too."

"Yep." Charlie smiled softly. "Now, have a look."

Willow turned to the mirror in the room, a little baffled that the person looking back at her in the mirror was herself. Her long hair was let down and curled around her shoulders. She was dressed in a white dress that had a flame like pattern to the skirt. There was tiny pieces of red gem sewn into the pattern making it look like she herself was made of fire.

Not a roaring inferno but a gentle flame.

"This is me?" She asked softly, touching the mirror.

"This is you." Charlie looked at her, humming in thought. "Need one more thing though." She went through her things before pulling out a veil that was attached to a hair clip with another red gem. "Ah here it is!"

"Wow…" Willow twirled in her dress. "I… I never imagined I'd ever be dressed in something like this."

"Well, you're here now." Charlie smiled. "You look amazing."

Willow giggled, blushing a bit, looking at herself in the mirror again.

"Heh… Wish Walter was here."

Charlie tilted her head, curiosity coming to her eyes.

"Who's Walter?"

"He was a friend of mine back at the asylum. He was the guy who got me out of there actually. He was a kind man." Willow chuckled abit. "He would hopefully be proud of me for making it this far. I was hoping we'd find him by now."

Charlie smiled softly, picking Rose up into her arms.

"I'm sure he'd be so proud of you, Willow. You're making a life for yourself. I bet he'd be elated."

"Hopefully he will when we find him." She giggled. "Don't tell him but he kind of looks like Wildork."

"Your secret is safe with me and Rose." Charlie looked at her baby. "Right sweetie?"

"Bah!"

Willow tickled her under her chin as Rose giggled.

"Thank you, Rosie, for keeping auntie Willow's secret."

"Buwah!"

Charlie chuckled.'

"Well… You ready?"

Willow took a deep breath.

"I'm ready."

oooooo

"AAAAAHHH I'M NOT READY!"

William stared bewildered at the man in front of him. Wilson's hair was more wild than normal and his suit jacket wasn't even buttoned up properly.

"What on Earth were you doing before I got here?"

Wilson looked down at Chester.

"I don't know. What was I doing?"

The creature gave his best shrug.

"You look like you're panicking. Calm down." William grabbed Wilson's shoulders. "Deep breath."

Wilson inhaled shakily.

"Exhale. Slowly."

He did so, his shoulders slumping.

"Now, why on Earth are you worried? Willow is so in love with you." William asked, raising an eyebrow. Wilson sighed, turning to the mirror, buttoning up his jacket and fixing up his tie a bit.

"I don't know. It hit me this morning I'm marrying the love of my life and there's so much going on…" He ran a hand through his hair. "I'm excited but… worried I'll somehow mess it all up. I never even got close to this when I was trying to court girls as a lad! Most of them got scared off by those bloody demons I called relatives!"

William offered him a comb as the scientist continued to get ready.

"It'll be fine. Take it from someone whose been there. It seems terrifying now but when you see her up there, dressed like an angel - or a phoenix if you prefer, all of that will fade."

Wilson looked to him, getting a hopeful look.

"You think so?"

"I know so. She loves you so much, Wilson. She was so worried about you when you were hurt."

He nodded, laying a hand over his chest.

"I recall all too well. I'm just glad all is looking well so far."

William squeezed his shoulder.

"And we're all right here for you. So… Dr. Higgsbury." He grinned. "Are you ready?"

Wilson adjusted his cufflinks, looking at himself in the mirror.

"Yes."

It was now or never.

William lead the man out to the arch. An arch Wilson had built so many months ago for others that was now being used for him. Wickerbottom stood there, smiling gently, her book ready in hand.

William left Wilson there to join his wife, bringing an arm around her. Wilson took another deep breath, calming himself.

"It'll be fine, Wilson." Wickerbottom, touched his shoulder. "I know times are stressful but this moment is just as important. We need good morale."

Wilson nodded, swallowing hard.

"R-Right." He lowered his voice. "I just want to make her happy."

"And you're doing a fine job of that - but also remember, this is about your joy too."

Wilson nodded.

"R-Right."

It was silence for a moment before all turned to see Willow being lead down the aisle with Woodie, everyone oohing and awing at her dress. Wilson followed their gaze, his jaw dropping a bit at the sight of Willow's dress.

She looks amazing.

Willow gave him a bright smile as Woodie let go of her arm.

"Thank you."

"You're quite welcome, Ms. Willow." Woodie gave Wilson a grin. "Be good to her now."

Wilson nodded, offering his hands to her as Willow took them. He gazed into her eyes, Willow doing the same.

"You look beautiful, M'Lady." Wilson smiled. "Like a phoenix."

"Th-Thank you" Willow blushed a little, smiling softly. "You look very dapper. Quite becoming of a prince."

Wilson chuckled, blushing a bit himself.

"You know, marrying me will technically make you a princess."

Willow giggled.

"The princess of fire. I like that title."

"It suits you."

Wickerbottom chuckled, getting their attention.

"Ready?"

Both nodded.

"Yes."

"Then let's begin." Wickerbottom looked to the others. "Dearly beloved, we're gathered here for the union of this young man and woman. A day I'm sure we have all been looking forward to since it was made official. I know I have." Wickerbottom smiled gently at Wilson. "And now, it is time they took their vows."

Wilson took a deep breath. It was a simple thing but he still felt like he was going to trip if he wasn't careful.

"Wilson Percival Higgsbury, do you take Willow to be your lawfully wedded wife?"

"I do." Wilson smiled, looking Willow right in the eyes.

"And do you, Willow Ashworth, take Wilson to be your lawfully wedded husband?"

Willow grinned.

"Does fire burn? Of course!"

This woman is amazing.

Wickerbottom chuckled.

"Then by the power vested in me, I pronounce you, husband and wife. You may kiss."

Wilson grinned before kissing Willow, bringing his arms around her, Willow doing the same as everyone around them applauded.

They held the kiss for a moment before parting, Wilson lifting her up into his arms.

"Haha! We finally did it my dear!"

Willow laughed, hugging him tightly. "

You're such a dork! But you're my dork!"

Wilson grinned, nuzzling her.

"And that's officially now too, for the rest of our lives. Think you can handle that?"

Willow nuzzled him, kissing his chin.

"I think so. You can handle your crazy fire wife?"

"I believe so. She's wonderful like that."

"Oh you."

Wilson grinned, looking out to everyone. He smiled gently at his mother and uncle, seeing his mother crying happy tears, Emmett side hugging her.

"He finally did it, Cece."

"Y-Yeah…" Cecelia sniffled. "He's all grown up and married."

"Married to a lovely young lady."

"My poofer's all grown up!"

Wilson blushed, shaking his head.

"Mum…"

"Mama! Papa!"

The twins came running up, bouncing in place.

"Willow's really our mama now!"

"Yeah! And she can move into our house now right?"

Wilson chuckled, setting Willow down so he could pick up Wendy. Willow doing the same for Abigail.

"Darn right. We'll get the rest of her things moved in, in the next few days."

"YAY!"

Willow sighed happily.

"This is going to be great."

Wilson nodded.

"Indeed." His eyes got a little glassy with tears, quickly wiping them away. "Sorry I just… never thought I'd get to have this ever in my life."

Willow smiled softly, kissing his cheek.

"I get you, Wilson. It feels like I'm in a dream right now."

"If this is a dream, I hope to never wake."

The twins giggled, huddling close to their parents.

"It's better than a dream. It's reality."

Wilson and Willow hugged the girls tightly.

"And we love you very much."

"So, shall we go celebrate now?"

"There is a party, right?"

Wilson grinned.

"A party to end all parties!"

"Yeah!"

The twins hopped out of their arms, heading down the aisle, Wilson and Willow following, the rest doing the same.

Willow kept close to Wilson, sighing happily.

"I know there's a lot going on right now in The Constant but… everything feels great in this moment."

"I feel the same, my love." Wilson rested his head against her. "That all feels well right now."

"And for this moment, it most certainly is."