A/N: YAY time for these two to finally get hitched! If you would like to see a picture Sybil's wedding dress check out my tumblr!
Thank you to Yankeecountess for being a darling and beta-ing this for me!
Leaning against the railing, Sybil closed her eyes and smiled as a soft breeze hit her. She opened her eyes and stared at the night sky, reflecting on how different it looked here.
"I thought you'd be asleep?"
She turned her head and grinned. "Oh? And why would you think that, Captain?"
Hands in his pockets, he chuckled as he walked towards her. "Well, it seems logical since we're getting married tomorrow…"
"Then why aren't you asleep?" she teased as she pressed her hands against his chest.
"I couldn't."
"Me either," she whispered. Smiling up at the man who would very soon be her husband…and a realization hit her.
She covered her face with her hand and gasped, "Close your eyes!"
Tom frowned. "What?"
"Close your eyes!"
Tom continued to frown but did as she said. "Why am I closing my eyes, love?"
Peeking at him through her fingers to make sure his eyes were closed, she moved her hands down.
"You're not supposed to see me the night before the wedding, its bad luck Tom!"
He laughed. "Oh? And how am I supposed to not see you when we live on the same ship and yours and Gwen's room shares the same hall as mine?"
Sybil smacked his arm, which only made him grin. "I'm being serious, Tom!"
His eyes still shut, he teased, "Oh? You're serious about me keeping my eyes closed? Should I walk back to my room with them closed too?"
Sybil sighed and shook her head, before reaching up to caress his cheek. "Tom you're a pirate; a pirate with a pretty sum on your head and we're getting married tomorrow. I don't want anything to get in the way of that, so please humor me?"
His face softened. "Darling, I promise, nothing will go wrong." He paused and reached out for her hand which she immediately took. "And if for any reason something does go wrong, which it won't, but if it does, I swear to you that we will be married tomorrow, even if we have to do so on this ship, so can I please open my eyes now and admire my beautiful fiancée?"
Her own face softened and she stroked the palm of his hand with her thumb. "Yes."
Tom sucked in a breath as he opened his eyes, the moonlight hitting her just like it had the day she dove into the sea to save him.
He leaned over, needing to feel her lips against his. It was a slow but chaste kiss.
Moving closer, Tom pulled her into his arms. Sybil wrapped her own loosely around his waist. Pressing a kiss against her hair, they both looked over at the view. "Tomorrow," he murmured.
She smiled and murmured back, "Tomorrow."
"The Captain isn't going to know what hit him when he sees you!" Gwen said as she tied the ribbon that ran across Sybil's waist.
Sybil bit her lip. "You really he'll like it?"
Gwen stood behind her and smirked at Sybil through the mirror. "Milady, have you seen the way the Captain looks at you? Trust me, he won't be able to take his eyes off of you!"
Sybil took a deep breath and smiled cautiously at the mirror in front of her, taking in her wedding dress once more. It was lovely, that was something no one could deny. The dress was a thin cotton material, so thin that she you could see her slip. She giggled at the thought of what Tom's reaction would be if tonight she came into his room—their room—without her slip.
It had several layers, but thankfully the thin material kept her cool in this warmer climate. And then there was the lace. From the shoulders down to her ankles, the dress was covered in the most beautiful lace designs, every stitch so carefully done and precise.
Turning towards Gwen, she smiled. "Thank you so much Gwen for helping today, for letting me stay with you, for everything really."
The ginger-haired woman reached over and squeezed her hands. "It was nothing, milady, really; and I've quite enjoyed having a roommate. I'll miss sharing a room with you."
"Me too."
They both smiled, their eyes growing a little misty, and then they both started to laugh.
Gwen shook her head, as if to get rid of the water starting to form in her eyes. "Right! Now, seeing as it is your wedding day, milady, I think it's time we talk."
Sybil sat down on her bed. "Talk about what?"
"On what you should be expecting tonight when the Captain takes you to bed…" Gwen giggled, as Sybil's face turned bright red.
Sybil took a deep breath as she walked through the cabin of the ship, mentally making sure she had everything she needed before she left for where ever she was going. She rolled her eyes at the fact that Tom wanted to keep where they were getting married a surprise.
Walking onto the deck, she smiled at Kieran and Gwen who were waiting to take her. Kieran walked over and offered her his arm, "You ready, milady?"
Sybil nodded. Slipping her arm through Kieran's, she turned towards the gangplank and gasped.
There, on the beach before her, was the whole crew smiling up at her. To the right, several musicians she had never seen before were holding instruments, and in the center there was the man of the church…and Tom.
Tom. Her heart warmed as she looked at his handsome face, wanting very much to kiss him. Well, in a few minutes I will be!
"Here."
Sybil turned as Gwen handed her the bouquet. "Thank you."
Gwen just smiled before going down the gangplank and joining the rest of the crew before signaling the musicians to begin.
"Here we go," Kieran whispered, giving her arm a squeeze.
Sybil barely noticed though, as she walked forward. She walked down in a daze, and before she knew it, she had passed the gangplank and the crew in the blink of an eye.
Kieran squeezed her arm once more as they reached the altar, before moving to join where the rest of the crew stood.
Tom stared at her in such wonder that it made her blush.
Smiling up at him, she laughed as she whispered, "How ever did you…?"
Tom took her hand and grinned. "What can I say? I knew we needed to stay by the ship in case anything happened, and a little pirate intimation never hurts."
The two stared lovingly into each other eyes, forgetting everything that wasn't them in that moment, until the minister coughed. "We are gathered here to unite these two hearts in the bonds of holy matrimony…"
They both blushed and looked at the minister as he talked, yet throughout the ceremony they found themselves glancing at the other…before either of them realized it was time to say "I do".
"…forsaking all others, be true to her as long as you both shall live?"
Looking at her lovingly, Tom said, "I do."
Sybil couldn't keep the smile off her face, her heart beating so fast that she barely heard the minister speak. Somehow though, she found herself saying "I do" at the right moment.
As Tom shakily put the ring on Sybil's finger, the minister continued, "By the authority vested in me, I pronounce this couple to be united in marriage. You may kiss."
Tom cradled her face between his hands before leaning down and kissing her passionately.
The ceremony was overall short, only the essential parts being done, but both Sybil and Tom had decided that the shortest ceremony possible would be best.
As their lips separated, Sybil breathlessly asked, "So Captain, what shall we do now?"
He caressed her cheek with him thumb, smirking. "Now we take a celebratory ride on an elephant, Mrs. Branson."
Sybil squealed with glee, wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him deeply.