A/N: In honor of tonight's episode, I thought I'd update. Sorry for the delay—school's been busy. Nonetheless, I hope you guys enjoy it! I do believe we'll get a ZW wedding one day! In the meantime, Zoe can fantasize about it, hehe! Thanks for reading. :) Enjoy!

Sorry for the short update! I'll write a longer one next time. I'm waiting for some more inspiration. Thanks to a friend on Twitter for this idea!

Disclaimer: I don't own Hart of Dixie or the song Dreaming Of You. I'd love prompts for other fics. If you have any, PM me!

Dreaming Of You

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She was both nervous and excited…she felt the two feelings simultaneously. She couldn't believe that she was to be married to Wade. She would have never thought that she and Wade would ever come this far, but there was something about him that made her feel at home and at ease. He was charming and funny and sensitive, when he wanted to be. She knew how to crack that wall of his whenever he shut her out. She knew that, even though he acted like a little boy at times, she would always love him. But most importantly, she knew that all of the obstacles that they had faced to get to this point were worth it; she could not be happier. A smile tugged at her lips as AnnaBeth adjusted her dress. It was white with intricate designs along the waist. Zoe had decided to go without a veil—she wanted to see Wade's face when Reverend Mayfair pronounced them husband and wife; it would be a moment neither she nor he would forget.

"Someone's happy," AB teased, glancing at Zoe.

She laughed.

"I just can't believe Wade and I are here, at this point in our lives. It feels like just yesterday we were making out, rather drunkenly, in his car. Now look where we are." Zoe's smile grew.

"I know. It's crazy what time can do, huh?"

"Yeah," Zoe started remembering how their relationship started, "it's still sometimes hard for me to believe that we'll be spending the rest of our lives together."

"As long as you two love each other, everything will fit perfectly," she smiled, moving to do some last minute touch ups on Zoe's hair.

Zoe nodded in agreement before looking at herself in the mirror, sighing quietly.

"How do I look?" she asked AB.

"Gorgeous; Wade's one lucky guy."

Zoe turned to AnnaBeth and wrapped her in a hug.

"You have no idea how thankful I am that you're here, celebrating out special day. Thanks for everything you've done for me. I don't think I could have survived these two years in Bluebell without you."

"Aw, Zoe," AB replied, "you are most welcome."

They exchanged smiles.

"Are you ready?"

Zoe didn't have to think about the question; she already knew the answer.

"Yes." She couldn't wait to start a life with Wade.

She smoothed her dress down and took one final breath before walking towards the entrance to the church. The doors were closed, but she could hear voices murmuring softly. The organ began to play the infamous "Bridal March" tune and the doors opened. All eyes turned towards Zoe, as she stepped forward, taking Earl's arm. Earl was the closest she had to a father—and would soon be her father-in-law—so she felt it was right for him to walk her down the aisle. He smiled and adjusted his tux. He walked slowly so she could match his stride. She looked up to see Wade casting an admiringly look her way. Zoe had to admit her groom cleaned up really well. His hair was brushed back, and he looked as handsome as ever in his suit. He flashed her a warm smile, and she saw a twinkle in his eye. The march ended, and Earl handed her off to Wade, after placing a kiss on her hand.

"You look beautiful," Wade whispered in Zoe's ear when their bodies were in close proximity of one another.

She smiled. God, she was so in love with him.

"We are gathered here today to celebrate the marriage of…"

"Zoe, babe, wake up."

She opened her eyes and was completely disoriented. The last place she remembered being was in the chapel at the center of town, getting married to Wade Kinsella.

"Huh?" she asked, groggily. She rubbed her eyes, allowing the sunlight filtering through the window to wake her up.

"Hey," Joel smiled, brushing her hair out of her face. "I didn't want to wake you, but you would've been late for work."

She glanced at the clock on the bed side table.

"Shit! I'm already late. Why didn't you wake me up earlier?!"Zoe ran towards the bathroom, grabbing a pair of clothes, and slamming the door behind her.

Joel looked confused.

"Uh, sorry? You were sleeping so soundly. Were you having a good dream?" he teased.

She was concentrating on the eye liner she was putting on that she didn't hear Joel.

"Sorry, what'd you say?" she called from her spot in the bathroom.

It seemed to him Zoe was a little out of it.

"Never mind."

She exited the bathroom minutes later, grabbing her purse and jacket.

"Bye, I'll see you later," she said, giving him a small peck on the lips. "Have a good day!"

"You too," Joel called after her, still quite confused.

"Do you Wade Kinsella take Zoe Hart to be your lawfully wedded wife, promising to love and cherish, through joy and sorrow, sickness and health, and whatever challenges you may face, for as long as you both shall live?" Reverend Mayfair asked.

Wade looked Zoe in the eye and slipped the gold ring onto her finger.

"I do, forever and always."

Zoe had tears in her eyes but maintained her posture and stayed calm. She laughed softly and took Wade's hands in her own.

"And do you Zoe Hart take Wade Kinsella to be your lawfully wedded husband, promising to love and cherish, through joy and sorrow, sickness and health, and whatever challenges you may face, for as long as you both shall live?"

"I do," she whispered, slipping an identical gold ring onto his finger. They couldn't stop smiling at each other, and Zoe felt the electricity between the two of them heating up.

"I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride," he finished, turning towards Wade. Without waiting a second more, Wade placed his lips on hers, Zoe loving every minute of it. They finally got their happy ending.

"Doc." His voice woke her from her dream. "What're you doin' here?"

She glanced around noticing where she was: Wade's porch. Wade was standing off to the side and gave her a questioning look.

"I have no idea. I must have come to talk to you, but instead fallen asleep, while you were still at work."

"It looks like you were dreamin' about something good," he chuckled, walking towards her. He pulled out a chair and sat down next to her.

She blushed.

"It's because I was," she replied.

He raised an eyebrow and crossed his arms against his chest.

"Is that so?"

"Mhm."

Zoe didn't want to tell him she'd been constantly dreaming about him. She was afraid it was a sign, and maybe it was, but she wasn't ready to admit that to herself just yet. She was happy with Joel. But she realized that Wade provided her with a sense of warmth and love Joel couldn't provide her with. Maybe it was that warmth and love of his that she missed, so to compensate, she dreamt about it. They were always tethered together in some way.

"What were you dreamin' about?"

Did she want to tell him? She figured she had nothing to lose—maybe Wade dreamt about her, too.

"You."

I'll be dreaming of you tonight

Till tomorrow I'll be holding you tight

And there's nowhere in the world I'd rather be

Than here in my room dreaming about you and me