-1Chapter 20- Epilogue
Clark was nervous as could be. His stomach was in knots as his dad fixed his bow tie. "I'm so proud of you son." Jonathan said.
"Thanks dad." Clark said looking into the mirror. He straightened the jacket of his tux. He saw the door to his dressing room burst open behind him. Pete stood their smiling at Clark; he too was wearing a tux.
"You ready man?" Pete asked
Clark turned and smiled his nervous smile. "As ready as I'll ever be." Clark said.
Jonathan patted him on the back and followed his son, who followed Pete out into the chapel. The pews were full of family and friends. His mother was sitting down at the front. Oliver, Victor, A.C. and Bart were waiting for Clark at the altar. Pete joined Clark's side up at the top of the stairs.
Chloe and Lois were on the opposite side of him and his best men. Lois was sending small smiles at Oliver who was smiling back. There was no way Clark could miss that, or anyone else.
The music started while Jonathan sat down next to his wife who was crying. Clark stood their numb as the proceedings went under way. The flower girl, who Lana had babysat during her senior year, made her way down the isle tossing petals every which way. Even at a few of the guest sitting at the edge of the pews. She was absolutely adorable.
Once the flower girl made her way down and joined Lana's aunt, the wedding march began. Everyone stood and turned to the back doors. Clark folded his hands in front of him, embarrassed by how sweaty they were.
The doors opened and Lana walked down carrying her bouquet. Her wedding gown was a brilliant white that made her glow with beauty. Clark had trouble swallowing. She finally met him at the altar and he smiled at her.
"You're the most beautiful thing I've ever seen." Clark whispered.
She blushed and smiled, "You're the most handsome thing I've ever seen."
He grinned and they turned toward the priest. "We are gathered here today for the joining of these two beautiful souls, Lana Lang and Clark Kent. If anyone wishes to protest to this union please speak now."
When no one made a move, the priest continued. He read from his bible and worked through the vows. Pete handed over the rings and finally they were husband and wife, "You can kiss the bride."
Everyone whopped and whistled as Clark captured Lana in a passionate kiss. They had made it and were formally known as the newly wed Kent's.
Clark's mother cried as Jonathan kept an arm wrapped around her shoulders. Lana's aunt was giving Martha a run for her money as Clark and Lana made their way down the isle.
They walked out the doors and had rice tossed on them as they rushed for the limo. Clark held the door open for her and helped her in. He followed her inside. She leaned over and kissed him as soon as he closed the door.
He grinned ear from ear when she pulled back. "How does it feel to be Mrs. Clark Kent?" Clark asked.
"It feels great, fast, but great." Lana said.
"I am fast." Clark said.
"I hope you don't do everything that fast." Lana said with a wink causing Clark to blush. The limo took off, driving down the street and away from their families and friend who waved them goodbye. It was a happy ending after all.