Chapter Eight – Here comes the bride....

(Not in e-mail talk for the time being...)

"You look beautiful, sweetheart!" said Jackie, tearing up at the sight. Rose was in a white ivory bride gown, wearing her blonde hair curled, crimped and styled. "Yeah, that thick time lord was an idiot not to propose to you earlier!" said Donna with a dreamy sigh. Rose and Martha were getting hitched, and she felt completely out of the loop. "Are you ready yet? The SUV is 'ere!" said Gwen. "Alright, keep your 'ead on, I'm comin'!" said Rose, pulling up the dress and running out to the SUV. "Glad to see you're ready" said Tosh with a smile, waiting to put the SUV into driving gear.

"Oh, where is she?" said the Doctor nervously. "Don't worry, Doc, if she'd got kidnapped by some perverted weevil or somethin', Tosh or Gwen would've called me by now." said Jack, trying to be reassuring, but only increasing the Doctor's worry.

"I'll keep that in mind. Just do me a favour..."

"Anythin', Doc"

"...DON'T call me Doc."

"Sorry..."

Suddenly, the wedding music began to sound, telling of the bride's presence. The next thing made everybody's jaws drop unceremoniously to the floor. "Blimey..." said the Doctor, staring at his bride lovingly. She wore a silky white wedding gown, and had her blonde hair all curled up (reminds me of my sister-in-law, actually). "Yeah, but we still got a weddin' to get through, Doctor, so you better not give in to any manly urges you might have right here and now, or else Jackie'll slap you again." said Jack (mister immortal actually wants to miss a songfest? Now I've heard everything....). "Dearly beloved, we stand here today to witness the union of Theta Sigma and Rose Tyler, a binding of two souls..." "Oh, just get on with it!" shouted Donna, already a bit drunk. The groom and the bride shot her a pointed look. "As I was saying... A binding of two souls, entwined forever in time. Theta, repeat these vows: I, Theta John Sigma, do take the, Rose Marion Tyler, to be my lawful wedded wife," "'I, Theta John Sigma, do take the, Rose Marion Tyler, to be my lawful wedded wife,'" "In sickness and in health," "'In sickness and in health,'" "Till death do us part," "'Till death do us part,'" "Rose, repeat these vows: I, Rose Marion Tyler, do take the, Theta John Sigma, to be my lawful wedded husband," "'I, Rose Marion Tyler, do take the, Theta John Sigma, to be my lawful wedded husband,'" "In sickness and in health," "'In sickness and in health,'" "Till death do us part," "'Till death do us part,'" "Theta and Rose, I now pronounce you husband and wife. Theta, you may kiss the bride." "Gladly," the Doctor said with a grin, and in one snog left her utterly speechless. "Throw the bouquet!" shouted Sarah Jane. "When we get outside!" she said with a laugh. She stuck to her word, and who did the bouquet land on?

"Aww, that's so cute!" said Sarah Jane gleefully.

"Affirmative, Mistress." said K-9.

A/N: I know this is late, and I'm a lazy bugger. The first half of this chapter was written on the night of the wedding (my brother's wedding) and the second half was written the day after. I know I'd told everyone that I'd post the wedding chapter on that day, but I was too busy finding a headband that goes well with my bridesmaid dress and hair colour. Now I think about it, that and the whole fangirlism thing totally ruins my tomboy reputation...

NINE/TENxROSE FOREVER!!!!

Jack: Is this the cake from your brother's weddin' party? Why wasn't I invited?!

Me: Because you're a figment of mine, Russell T. Davies and Steven Moffat's imaginations, and there'd be a fangirl stampede if John Barrowman (or even you) turned up uninvited to the party. Oh, and apparently the cake has waaay too much butter and other fatty stuff in it.

Jack: Well, I am devishly handsome.

Me: Yes, and I always preferred the Doctor to you.

Jack: What? Why didn't you tell me?!

Me: Because, funnily enough, Jack, planet Earth doesn't have an orbital route around you!