Summary: Laura was just your average woman, until a freak accident involving her television set, the Advent Children dvd, and lightning strike transported her to Gaia. And that's only the beginning of the story!

Disclaimer: Nope, still don't own FFVII or Advent Children. Just a single copy of the movie. Now put the pitchforks and torches away.

Queen's Quornor: For some reason, I just can't make the whole chapter for searching for a location, looking for a dress, etc, work. So we're skipping ahead about two months to the actual wedding. Yes, I know this is a little lazy of me. But I've spent three weeks spazzing over that chapter, and it just wasn't working. So I'm not doing it. It's in the trash, it's going out to the dump, and it's gone forever. Anyway, so here's the long-awaited update. Hope you enjoy, because this whole fiasco with The Chapter That Never Was has drained me. I know the ending is more than a little cheesy and cliché. But this is only part one of the wedding. There's still the reception and honeymoon after this!

Big Day

There is no way that woman could possibly be me. She has to be someone else!

Laura stared at herself in the mirror, unable to believe that the beautiful creature framed therein was actually her. Denise and her younger sister, Natalie, had made her look like a model bride, with perfect makeup and the best hairdo imaginable. Natalie had also taken care of her jewelry and manicure. Now wearing their lavender bridesmaid's dresses, the sisters hovered in the background, bickering over how the veil should be fastened to the tiara while Laura continued her gawking.

The dress was pristine white, the strapless bodice decorated with silver seed-beads. Denise had added a sash of extremely light blue silk to the ensemble, a color that set off her eyes pretty well. It was a dress that had cost a pretty penny, but Laura considered it well worth the price. And the sash filled the 'something blue' part of the old rhyme. The jewelry was her 'something borrowed:' Natalie had brought her entire jewelry box with her from South Dakota, and selected a gorgeous silver bracelet and necklace, to go with the seed-pearls and Laura's multitude of earrings. 'Something old' was a picture of Yazoo and Loz, printed off the Internet and strapped to her thigh by her garter. And her 'something new?'

Well, Kadaj would be finding out what that was after they ditched the reception and snuck off to the honeymoon suite upstairs.

So here she was, waiting to go out into the hotel's auditorium before all of her ex-coworkers, some old friends from college she had managed to track down, and two of her old fellow druggies. Her mother, of course, had not shown up for the ceremony. Kadaj didn't have that many guests compared to her list, just the members of his band and some coworkers. The auditorium was less than halfway full, but that really didn't matter to Laura. All that mattered was that soon she and her beloved silver-haired man would be married.

In the past months, Kadaj had found himself a job in a private academy nearby, as a fencing instructor. He had become popular with the younger female teachers, and made a few friends among the academy's administration and teaching staff. Along with the fencing position, Kadaj had starting hanging around with the music teacher and joined the young man's rock band, Screaming Fury. He was learning to play guitar, but right now he was the lead singer. Weekend gigs in nightclubs and bars brought in a tidy profit, and it was a hobby. Laura had absolutely no problem with it, and often went to his performances. Screaming Fury was popular with the teens, and their sound was good. There were even whispers of a pending record deal.

But none of that mattered right now. In a few minutes, the ceremony would begin and he would be Mr. Kenneth Kerrington.

Laura's hands slipped down to the minute bump that pushed at her bodice. And her baby would be legitimate.

She would never have believed that something like that would ever matter to her, but it did. It really mattered to her that her baby would know who its father was, and that it would get to know him. She hadn't had that chance, but she would make sure that this baby would. Don't want my baby to grow up with a single mother like me. Or Beth, for that matter, even though Natalie's doing pretty good for a single.

"It's nearly time, girlfriend. You ready?" Denise asked, pinning the tiara and veil to Laura's hair.

I don't think you can ever be ready for something like this. But she nodded anyway, because putting the ceremony off would only mean that Kadaj had to remain in his hated tux that much longer. Natalie handed her the bouquet of red roses and babies' breath, and as Laura wrapped her hands around the gathered stems she inhaled and exhaled steadily, reminding herself that she had to breathe.

Denise and Natalie preceded her to the auditorium, with Natalie's daughter Beth at her mother's side. Beth had been enlisted as flower girl, since Sarah was just a little too young for the job. As for a ringbearer, they didn't have one. Jesse, the best man, had the rings in his pocket. Nobody was giving Laura away, and she didn't have any family members to come witness her wedding apart from her estranged mother. Kadaj didn't either, but they both figured that Yazoo and Loz were watching them, wherever they were.

Ok. Deep breath Laura, deep breath. Oh god, that's the Wedding March playing! Stop panicking. It's just a lousy song.

Funny how she wanted this so badly, but her fear of commitment was plaguing her even now, demanding that she flee.

For the sake of the man she loved and their child, she was not going to become a runaway bride.

Beth went through the doors and began down the aisle, sprinkling rose petals everywhere with abandon. Some of her tosses even hit the guests, much to their amusement. And just as her mother and aunt came to the center of the aisle, she ran out of rose petals and chucked the basket into the rows of seated witnesses before taking her place on the stage.

Laura had to raise a hand to her mouth to keep from laughing out loud, but many of the guests were snickering. The pastor, Kadaj, and Denise's husband John were desperately trying to hold back their laughter. Denise was laughing outright, and though Natalie tried to quietly scold her daughter when she reached the stage, she ended up giggling too.

Ok, that was amusing. I really needed to laugh like that. God bless the children; they know not what they do.

As "Here Comes the Bride" started to play, Laura walked down the aisle with confidence she had been previously lacking, eyes latched onto those of her groom. Kadaj was dressed in a black tuxedo and silvery-blue cummerbund, and he looked a little uncomfortable in the dress clothes. But when he saw her, his yellow-green eyes filled with delight and love.

He does want this. I can't deny him this; I love him too much to hurt him by running away. And oh god, he looks handsome.

Must admit, though, I prefer the leather.

Heart pounding, Laura mounted the steps to the stage and crossed it to take her place opposite Kadaj.

Keep your eyes on his, and you won't get scared. Let him hypnotize you. Don't look away.

And she didn't.

Last night, she had confessed her terror to him, and he had suggested a solution. That if she kept her eyes on his, focused on nothing but him, maybe she wouldn't be so scared. It was working; she felt her heartbeat slow to something resembling normalacy, and her panic faded.

She wasn't even afraid when she heard herself whisper, "I do."

Soon the ring was slid onto her finger, and she had put his ring on his finger. And when the pastor pronounced them husband and wife, she felt her heart soar.

Her baby would be born legitimate. She had a husband. She would never have believed it would ever happen to her, but here she was.

Married. To a gorgeous man who should never have existed in this world.

Don't you dare faint now, Laura!

"You may kiss the bride."

Kiss him already!

Of all the kisses she had exchanged with her silver-haired man, this was the best one of all.