We took two weeks to prepare everything. The actual wedding date fell on the anniversary of Vivian's crash landing into my life. I couldn't have thought of a better day for us to get married…again.

It was hard to say who was more excited about the wedding: Vivian or Sarah. When the couple had told Mrs. Hawkins of their intentions, she squealed rather uncharacteristically, jumping up and down slightly and wrapping one arm around each of them. "Stars above Jim! I'm so proud of you!" Sarah kissed Jim's cheek.

"Mom," Jim groaned as his mother released him to embrace Vivian more fully. "It's not like we haven't done this before."

Sarah fixed her son with a stern glare. "James Pleiades Hawkins, I don't expect you to understand how important a proper wedding is in a young woman's life-"

"But I do!"

"I wasn't finished!" Sarah sighed but then smiled at her son before she continued. "I'm proud of you because you're getting married again."

Jim gave his mother a confused look. "Okay..?"

Sarah sighed again. "I'm proud of you because you're putting someone else's happiness first," Sarah said, moving to stand in front of her son. She brushed his bangs out of his face. "That's something your father never really understood. Only really good men do. You've grown to be a wonderful man Jim, and I'm very proud to call you my son."

Jim's throat tightened with emotion; he hadn't expected his mother to say anything about his father. It made him feel good to know that she was proud of him; after his rebellious teenage years, he was grateful for any chance to make her proud. Sarah cleared her throat slightly before turning to Vivian. "I'm also very proud of you Vivian," she said, going and giving the young woman a hug.

"Why?" Vivian asked, returning Sarah's hug.

When Sarah released Vivian and looked at her, she had a completely serious look on her face. "You've lived under the same roof as my son for almost a year and you haven't let him drive you crazy. That's something to be proud of."

The ladies laughed while Jim rolled his eyes. Sarah moved back over to the counter top where she was preparing some vegetables for Silver to cook for dinner. She had sent Silver to the market to pick up some other things they needed; Vivian was really excited about getting to tell him about their plans. "So," Sarah started. "Have you two settled on a date?"

Vivian gave Jim an uncertain look, knowing that Sarah probably wouldn't like the answer. "Well, uh…we were thinking about the twenty first..?

Sarah turned back around to face Vivian again. Her mouth was hanging open slightly, her face a mask of disbelief. "Are you…you can't be serious. That's in two weeks!" When Jim and Vivian nodded Sarah threw her hands into the air. "You expect me to plan a wedding in two weeks?"

Vivian held a hand out to calm Sarah. "No, Sarah, I would be helping you."

Sarah began stammering in her attempt to explain how it would be impossible to plan a descent wedding in only two weeks. Just as she was sputtering words like, 'ridiculous', 'insane', and 'impossible,' Silver came walking into the kitchen carrying his many parcels from the market. "Well 'ello t'ere Miss Vivian! 'ow are ye t'is fine af'ernoon?"

Vivian stepped forward to help Silver with his parcels. "Hello Silver," she said, taking a few things from Silver's arms and setting them on the table. "Jim and I were just talking with Sarah about something important."

" 's t'at so?" Silver asked, setting the remainder of his parcels on the counter beside the sink before sinking down into a chair at the table. " W'at 're ye two pesterin' poor Sarah about t'is time?"

Sarah pointed accusingly at her son. "My son wants to get married to Vivian in two weeks!"

Silver's face lit up with a bright smile as his gaze moved from Sarah to Jim. "Well congratula'ions Jimbo!"

"Don't encourage him!" Sarah said in frustration. "There's no way we can pull this off in two weeks! I mean, we have to invite guests, we have to make sure we can prepare the food, not to mention the cake, we've got to get Vivian a dress, we need rings, a flower girl, a ring bearer-"

"Mom, breathe!" Jim walked over to his mother, putting one arm around behind her back. Sarah's face was red and he was slightly worried that she might faint. "Calm down."

Sarah sighed as she leaned back against the counter. She started to speak, but Silver cut her off. "Now, don' yeh be worrin' 'bout all t'at Miss Sarah. I's perfec'ly capable a cookin' fer a boat load uh guests. I's not sure if I's gonna be able te bake a cake; I ain't ever tried." Silver laughed slightly as Vivian sat down across the table from him.

"I can bake," she said, holding up her index finger in order to get everyone's attention.

"Vivian, you're not going to bake you own wedding cake," Sarah sighed rubbing her forehead.

Vivian pouted slightly. "C'mon, Sarah. It's what I want to do; I don't just want to sit around and let everyone else handle my wedding."

"Well," Sarah started, her voice strong and determined. "What are you going to do about rings? If you're going to do things right, you need rings."

"Mom," Jim said lightly. "Don't worry, Viv and I have it all figured out."

A few moments later, as Vivian and Jim left the kitchen, Vivian glanced up at Jim from the corner of her eye. "You don't have anything figured out, do you?"

"Do you?" Jim asked with a slight laugh.

Vivian laughed. "Good point."

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Two weeks passed; two hectic, chaotic weeks. By the time the actual wedding date arrived, Sarah looked ready to either kill herself or her son. Thankfully, Captain Amelia and Dr. Doppler had offered their much needed helping hands.

It was decided that the Doppler children would all be a part of the ceremony, which would take place inside the Benbow Inn. Bertha, Clara and Phoebe would all serve as flower girls, while Albert acted as the ring bearer. Amelia, Sarah and Vivian all were forced to drag the three young girls into the local dress shop to find their dresses. Vivian decided on three cute dresses of white cloth with bunched skirts, emerald green sashes and headbands with green and white flowers on them.

The captain was to be the matron of honor upon Vivian's request. "You can wear your uniform, of course," Vivian had said after asking.

"Oh tish-tosh," Amelia said, looking through a dress catalogue as she sat on a small sofa in the lobby of the store. "I trust that you can dress me with my taste."

Vivian was rather proud of the dress she had picked for the captain. It was a simple green, with lace over the fabric at the bottom and slight sleeves and a modest yet flattering neckline.

Sarah's 'mother of the groom' outfit was also picked out by Vivian. It was a long green skirt and a matching shirt that wrapped around Sarah's torso and tied shut. It had three-quarter sleeves and a very flattering neck line that dipped quite a bit. "I don't know," Sarah had said as she tried on the outfit. "It seems a little…showy."

Vivian laughed a little. "It's prefect on you Sarah," she said, coming up behind her mother-in-law and looking into the mirror with her. "You look wonderful."

Sarah had tried her best to get Vivian to pick a new dress for herself, but Vivian refused. "If it's alright, I would like to wear your dress again. It's, well… exactly what I dreamed of when I planned my wedding as a little girl." Sarah couldn't refuse.

The wardrobe of the men was much simpler. Dr. Doppler found his best suit which consisted of dark green pants with a matching coat, a light brown shirt and dress shoes. For little Albert, Jim and Delbert scrounged up a simple suit with the help of various neighbors with male children of the same age and physical make up. Albert's outfit was incredibly similar to his father's, just smaller and with a white shirt.

Jim wore his most formal best dress uniform – the uniform he had worn to the grand reopening of the Benbow Inn. The cream colored uniform wasn't his favorite, but after talking with Vivian, it was decided that her accent color would be green. ("To bring out your eyes," Jim had said.) He couldn't very well wear a blue uniform to a wedding where everyone else's main color was green.

Silver planned out a nice sized feast, considering the only guests they were going to have were the Dopplers and a few randomly assorted neighbors. On the day of the wedding, Silver roasted meats and vegetables, prepared bonzabeast stew (despite the heat), steamed vegetables and purps (since Vivian didn't eat meat), and chilled purp juice. There were a variety of spirits, but Jim asked Silver to lock those away – he didn't want anyone to have the chance to give a drunken toast.

Vivian baked the wedding cake; it was a simple, two tier design made of yellow cake and white cream frosting. Seeing as Jim couldn't see her the day of the actual ceremony (Sarah wasn't exaggerating when she said they were doing everything right this time around), he missed the spectacle of Vivian, covered in flour and frosting. Silver had told him about it though when Silver had peaked in at him before the ceremony was set to begin.

Jim was already showered and dressed an hour and a half before the ceremony. He hadn't dawned his jacket yet, so he paced around his room in his brown boots, cream colored pants and white shirt. "Jimbo!" Silver called as he sat in the only chair in the room. "Ye need te sit down; yer makin' me tired!"

"I can't just sit down!" Jim said in an agitated tone. "I'm losing my mind up here! Do you realize that I haven't been out of the room except for a shower all day?"

Silver sighed, rubbing his hand across his eyes. "I know t'at lad; yer mother don't want ye tryin' te sneak a peek at yer bride, t'at's all."

Jim continued to ramble on as he paced. "And it doesn't help that I can't remember the vows Vivian and I picked to save my life. Here, just watch!" Jim came to a halt in the middle of the room and took a deep breath before trying to recite the vows. "With this…this uh…hand! With this hand I will…cup your…" Jim had unconsciously placed his hands over his chest as he spoke.

Silver began laughing as Jim's face turned dark red. "Ye don' need te be tellin' me yer grand plans fer t'e honeymoon, Jimbo," Silver's belly jumped around as he laughed.

"It's not funny!" Jim said, quickly pulling his hands down to his sides. Jim groaned and walked over to his bed and sat down, his head hanging low in defeat. "I just don't think I can do this."

"Can' do it?" Silver said in disbelief. "Yer already married te t'e lass, t'ain't no big deal, lad."

Jim shook his head, running a hand through his hair. "It's just…more real. I mean, the first time we did this, I was doing it to save her. I mean, yeah, I love her but… I mean, last time I didn't have to say anything other than 'I do.' This is just…" Jim groaned again, flopping backwards onto his bed.

Silver cleared his throat. "Now Jimbo, I want ye to lis'en te me. T'is be my bit a official 'best man' advice, so ye better lis'en good. T'at lass loves ye and ye love 'er. 'ow ye say it don' matter one bit. Them vows is jus' words; Viv is still gonna love ye now matter what comes out a yer mouth, so longs its nothin' foul."

Jim sat back up and gave Silver a small smile. "Thanks. Just, one quick thing…" When Silver motioned for Jim to continue, Jim put his hand over his stomach. "Can I go ahead and vomit now, or should I wait till later?"

Silver laughed at Jim's ridiculousness loudly as the door to the room opened. Delbert stuck his head into the room. "Jim," the doctor said. "You can go downstairs and stand with the pastor. We'll be starting in about ten minutes. Silver, if you'll come with me."

Jim nodded, pulled on his jacket and then headed down stairs after receiving a reassuring pat on the back from Silver.

Meanwhile, up in Sarah's room, Vivian was almost in tears. "I can't do this," she said as she sat at Sarah's dressing table. She was dressed in Sarah's wedding gown, her hair pulled up in a high and slightly curled pony tail with her bangs sweeping across her forehead. She continuously chewed on her lip, negating the need for lipstick.

"Stars above, why not?" Amelia asked as she inspected her girls' dresses, insuring that nothing was ripped or dirty. You never knew what was going to happen with three year olds, after all.

"I don't have anything blue," Vivian said softly, nervously brushing her bangs back.

"What?"

"I don't have anything blue!" Vivian said again. "You know! 'Something old, something new; something borrowed, something blue'? Old and borrowed is the dress, new is this necklace-" Vivian gestured toward the simple emerald necklace that had been a gift from Amelia and Delbert. "But I don't have anything blue! You can't get married without something blue!"

Amelia shook her head as she handed the girls their small baskets of flower petals. "Now remember, you three. You don't throw the petals till after you get down the stairs. And don't aim for your brother's head. Now, Vivian," Amelia turned toward the nearly distraught young woman. "You're being irrational-"

"I'm back!" Sarah burst into the room, looking very lovely in her mother of the groom outfit. In her hand was a small jewelry box. "Vivian, I've got you something blue! You can't get married without it!" Sarah opened the small box and pulled out an earring. It was a simple silver stud with two chains hanging from it; on one chain was a light green stone, and on the other was a light blue one.

Vivian's face relaxed as she smiled at her mother-in-law. "What would I do without you Sarah?" She asked, standing and hugging the woman tightly.

"Not get married because of lacking a certain color," Amelia said under her breath before walking over and inspecting herself in the mirror. She gave her short blonde hair a bit of a flip before turning toward the bride and mother of the groom. "Well, are we ready?"

Vivian nodded after putting in both earrings; they were very lovely, the stones hanging to just above her shoulders. "Yes," she said, giving a nervous yet relieved sigh.

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Albert led the procession down the stairs, a small green pillow balanced on the palms of his hands. Jim's and Vivian's silver wedding rings (Jim a simple solid silver band; Vivian's a thin silver band with an oval shaped rose opal set in it) were secured down with a few strings of thread. They would easily come off the pillow when the time came but wouldn't roll off as the young boy walked.

Jim watched as the procession started; they didn't have any music so the room was quiet minus the excited hum that tended to surround people at weddings. There were a total of twenty guests, ten sitting on one side of the aisle, ten on the other. Jim stood beside Pastor Golds, who would give him an encouraging smile every so often.

Behind Albert were his three sisters; once the four children had reached the bottom of the staircase they began walking up the aisle, the girl's throwing the flower petals from the baskets at the back of their brother's head. Albert, however, didn't let that distract him from his duty as the ring bearer. He kept his eyes on Jim until he made it to the end of the aisle, then stood just to Jim's right, in between Jim and the pastor. Once Bertha, Clara and Phoebe had finished dispersing their flower petals, they moved to stand on the 'bride's' side, to the pastor's right.

Next, coming down the stairs a little quicker than Jim had hoped, were Captain Amelia and Silver, arm in arm. Amelia held a small bouquet of yellow, green and white flowers in her hands. They made it down the stairs quickly and took their places, the captain on the bride's side and Silver just to Jim's left. Silver winked at Jim as he passed. Jim gave him a small smile. The captain nodded her head slightly at Jim from where she stood beside her daughters. Jim couldn't get over the fact that Vivian had actually managed to get the feline into a dress.

Everyone seated suddenly stood up; all eyes were on the landing just above the stair case leading to the main floor. Jim had to remind himself to breath.

Vivian, wearing a beautiful white wedding gown with lace sleeves, came down the stairs slowly, Sarah on her left and Dr. Doppler on her right. She held a bouquet of flowers that matched Amelia, but it was larger. Her pony tail hung over her right shoulder a little, a slight curl at the end. She wore a tiny emerald pendant on a fine gold chain around her neck, and had stones of light blue and light green hanging from her ears.

When the trio had successfully made it down the stairs, they began walking down the aisle at a slow pace. Vivian looked over the guests before turning her attention to the altar. Jim gave her a mesmerized smile, which Vivian readily returned. They were in awe of each other.

When they reached the altar, Vivian turned and kissed Sarah's cheek; Sarah's eyes were misty as she looked from her son to her daughter-in-law. Vivian turned and kissed Dr. Doppler's cheek before he sat down. The good doctor had to wipe his eyes as he took his seat on the bride's side, mirroring Sarah's place on the groom's side.

Vivian took a breath before handing her bouquet to Amelia; then she looked to Jim who took her hand gently. They heard the crowd take their seats as they turned to face pastor Golds, who smiled at the couple before addressing the room. "Friends and Family, ladies and gentlemen, welcome. We are gathered here today, to celebrate a most joyous occasion: The union of James and Vivian."

Pastor Golds spoke more kind words of the love that the couple shared and the life the intended to lead together. He finally came to the part where Jim and Vivian said their vows and exchanged rings. Jim took a deep breath, reminding himself to be calm and not to worry. He held his left hand up, holding Vivian's right hand in it. "With this hand, I will lift your sorrows."

Jim glanced to pastor Gold's quickly; Golds motioned for Jim to continue. "Your cup will never empty, for I will be your wine. On this day, I swear to love and cherish you before all others as long as we both shall live and beyond. With this ring," Jim said, reaching onto the pillow and pulling Vivian's ring from it. As he slipped it onto her left ring finger, he said. "With this ring, I ask you to be mine."

Once Jim had finished saying his vows, Vivian had to clear her throat before speaking herself. Her throat was thick with emotion. "With this hand," she said, taking hold of Jim's left hand. "I will lift your sorrows. Your cup will never empty, for I will be your wine. On this day, I swear…" she paused to clear her throat; her eyes misted over as she continued. "On this day, I swear to love and cherish you before all others as long as we both shall live and beyond. With this ring," Vivian pulled Jim's wedding band from the pillow and slipped it onto his left ring finger. "I ask you to be mine."

The couple smiled at each other; it took everything Jim had within himself to not kiss Vivian right at that moment. Pastor Golds held his hands up to pull the crowd's attention toward him. "It is before us on this day, that this couple will become husband and wife. James…Vivian…" Golds paused slightly, looking both of them in the eyes. "Do you, on this day, before your friends and family, vow to love, honor, cherish and value each other for the rest of your lives? For richer, for poorer, for better, for worse? In sickness and in health? As long as you both shall live?"

Jim glanced at Vivian from the corner of his eyes and found her glancing at him. He smiled, she smiled, and in unison, they responded. "I do."

Pastor Golds smiled at the couple. "Then, by the power vested in me by the Interstellar Church of the Etherium, I now pronounce you husband and wife. James, you may kiss your bride."

Jim pulled Vivian to him, his left arm going around her waist. Vivian's left hand rested on Jim's cheek as they kissed. The small crowd cheered; Jim could hear his mother crying happily. He unwillingly pulled away from Vivian, who had tears running down her cheeks. Jim couldn't help it; he stooped and lightly kissed her tears away before kissing her on the lips once again.

"Ladies and gentlemen," Pastor Golds said over the noise of the crowd. "It is my pleasure to present to you, for the first time in public, Mr. and Mrs. James Hawkins."

Okay, so it's not actually the first time, but this is the time that really really counts!

I really hope you liked this! I worked my butt off on it; I even cried a little. Did anyone else? I hope so!

I know this is a long chapter, but I really wanted to go into detail about the wedding ceremony.

Oh, and how 'bout that: Amelia in a dress! I have pictures that inspired all the dresses, so if anyone would like to see, just let me know.

Oh, the wedding vows are slightly tweaked from the vows used in Tim Burton's 'Corpse Bride'. Jim's little moment with the "I will cup your…" is also from that movie. I was watching it the other day, and thought that was so funny! And Jim's so cute when he's flustered! I hope you all liked that.

Also, don't forget about my new story 'Interviews!'. It has no future without my wonderful readers and their burning questions. Review on it or send me a PM!

Lastly, thank you so much for your wonderful reviews! They make me incredibly happy! I hope this chapter is everything you all hoped it would be! Please R&R

Until Next Time

~BBTM