A/N: UPDATED UPDATED UPDATED (does happy dance). This chapter is told from Flack's point of view once again, with an event that everyone's been waiting for! Tissues are available from the table in the corner. StokesSandersSpeedle, your wish is my command: ABRACADABRA!

Don't own them, never will, original characters are mine, song belongs to Rscal Flatts, haven't we been through this before?

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Sometimes it feels like this world is spinning faster
Than it did in the old days
So naturally we have more natural disasters
From the strain of a fast pace

Sunday was the day of rest
Now its one more day for progress
And we can't slow down
Cause more is best
It's all an endless process

Mayberry- Rascal Flatts

Everything seemed to go faster and faster as our wedding day approached. Suddenly I was up to my neck in flowers and invitations and place settings and even the menus for the reception. God, it was driving me crazy!

I'm just glad that Angela gave in and decided to hire that wedding planner. When she agreed things suddenly went much more smoothly. Now Angela and I weren't at each other's throats all the time and we weren't plotting to kill each other at the end of the day. No wonder so many couples get divorced! Half of them want to kill each other at the end of the day!

But in the end, it was all worth it.

Six months later, November 12th, just a few weeks from Charlotte's fourth birthday, I was in the back of the church fiddling with my tie.

"Hey Don," Danny put a hand on my shoulder. "Relax."

"Easy for you to say…" I mumbled as I dropped my hands and let Danny take over. He tied it nicely and put his hand on my chest.

"Relax, you'll be fine," he assured me. I reached for the knot on the tie again. "No, it doesn't look like a tree trunk."

I chuckled. If I was this nervous, I could only imagine what Angela was going through.

Oh Lord, I didn't even want to think about that!

But, as I said before, when I saw her later that day, it was all worth it.

Danny and Hawkes stood beside me by the alter. Danny was still inspecting my tie as the bridal party made its way down the aisle. Suddenly, I heard the Wedding March sound, and I turned to look down the aisle.

I gulped.

There was Angela, in her cream coloured dress, walking down the aisle on my father's arm. She smiled at me, and I felt my heart jumped into my throat.

She reached me and smiled again. There were tiny tears in her eyes.

"Who gives this woman to this man?" the priest asked, signing so Angela could also hear.

"I do," my father answered. He had offered to walk her down the aisle, and Angela had started crying. She said no one had ever offered her something like that. My father joined Angela's and my hands, I kissed his hand in respect. He moved out of the way.

"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to witness the union between Donald Flack Jr. and Angela Baker, in the sacrament of Holy Matrimony. If anyone has any reason as to why these two should not be married, speak now or forever hold your peace."

The church was silent.

The priest opened the Bible.

"Love is patient; love is kind and envies no one. Love is never boastful, nor conceited, nor rude; never selfish, not quick to take offense. There is nothing love cannot face; there is no limit to its faith, its hope, and endurance. In a word, there are three things that last forever: faith, hope, and love; but the greatest of them all is love."

It had always been Angela's favourite passage, and I had promised her that I would somehow have the priest include it in the ceremony.

"The rings please," he motioned to Edward and Paul, who each held up their ring pillows in response. "Don, pick the ring up, and take Angela's hand." I did what I was told. "And repeat after me." This time I would speak slowly so that Angela could understand. I was not going to use an interpreter, and if it took a little longer, so be it.

"I, Donald Flack Jr., take you, Angela Baker…"

"I, Donald Flack Jr., take you, Angela Baker…." I repeated.

"To be my wedded wife."

"To be my wedded wife."

"With deepest joy I receive you into my life that together we may be one. As is Christ to His body, the church, so I will be to you a loving and faithful husband."

"With deepest joy I receive you into my life that together we may be one. As is Christ to His body, the church, so I will be to you a loving and faithful husband." I echoed.

"Always will I perform my headship over you even as Christ does over me, knowing that His Lordship is one of the holiest desires for my life. I promise you my deepest love, my fullest devotion, my tenderest care."

I repeated what he said.

"I promise I will live first unto you rather than others. I promise that I will lead our lives into a life of faith and hope in Christ Jesus. Ever honoring God's guidance by His spirit through the Word, And so throughout life, no matter what may lie ahead of us, I pledge to you my life as a loving and faithful husband."

As I finished my sentence and slipped the ring on to her finger I felt myself almost choking on my tears.

I let go of her hands as she wiped a tear from her eyes.

"I, Angela Baker, take you, Donald Flack Jr…." she signed.

I smiled.

"As my wedded husband. With deepest joy I come into my new life with you. As you have pledged to me your life and love, so I too happily give you my life, and in confidence love you as so the Lord proclaims. As is the church in her relationship to Christ, so I will be to you. Donald, I will live first unto our God and then unto you, loving you. God has prepared me for you and so I will ever strengthen, help, comfort, and encourage you. Therefore, throughout life, no matter what may be ahead of us, I pledge to you my life as a loving and faithful wife."

I watched as she took the ring from Edward's offered ring pillow and slipped it on to my finger. When I looked up at her she was crying tears of joy.

"With the power vested in me by the state of New York, I now pronounce you husband and wife," the priest joined our hands together. "You may kiss the bride."

I pulled Angela into my arms and kissed her. I have to admit it was the most beautiful kiss I have ever received.

Now I could carry her across the threshold of our home as Mr. and Mrs. Donald Flack once again.