Buck Knife
Chapter 8: Parting Glasses.
No pov
Buck is standing in a mirror. Adjusting his Dress Blues. Slicking his hair back, pulling his blouse forward where it's tight on his chest. Sighing to himself he looks at himself one last time and swallows hard.
Shelby is standing in a mirror. Looking at the pearly white dress. It glistens in the like like snow in the winter's sun. She wipes a tear away and smiles. She puts her vile over her face and looks at herself one last time and smiles.
Outside there were only close friends and nothing more.
James Diego as his best man, he stands tall in his Dress Blues with Manny by his side. Heads held high and smiling for their friend.
Buck's thoughts were calm and collected as he stood at attention as he saw his new bound wife walking towards him with a snow white dress and a veil over her beautiful face.
Shelby walked on weak knees. She was on the verge of a nervous breakdown. She was beyond happy, she finally met her knight in tattered armor. Not shining...she knew his metal had been tested. She steps upon the alter and smiles behind her veil. She reaches her hands out to him and he to her. They hold each others hands firm, but soft.
A pastor walks to a podium and smiles at the few people.
"We are gathered here today..."
AN: Short chapter I know. I'm not going to make a full wedding chapter nor a honeymoon chapter. I know I mentioned Diego but this story is for Buck and him only.