I do not own Once Upon a Time.

All I am going to say is get the tissues ready, seriously!

Amelia Hunter, almost Amelia Cassidy, was in her own little world, clueless to the noise of the room. She was in the side room of the convent with Michael, Marian, Jordan and the children. Roland sat on a chair reading "The Cat in the Hat" that Belle had given him from the library. Three month old Richard and Charlotte were napping in their wagon.

It was finally Amelia's wedding day. She was finally getting married to Neal. After everything they had been through they had come out on the other side together and stronger. They were finally making this official, in the convent, in front of family and friends.

She stood in front of the mirror studying herself. She had a few goals she wanted to accomplish beforehand this moment and sadly she didn't get finish all of them.

Some old, something new, something borrowed, something blue.

The ring was old; it had been Neal's grandmother's. Amelia had to grin when she thought back to yelling at Gold: "I didn't steal the ring, your son did, right before he asked me to marry him".

The dress was new. New and found after a long exhausting shopping day. It was all worth it. It was gorgeous and fit like a glove. It was white but had navy blue flowers. From early on in their relationship, navy had been their color.

The shoes were blue. Navy blue to be exact. They were super high and beautiful.

But the something borrowed plagued her. Who had something she wanted to borrow? Nothing Helen had had awoken any strong memories.

Amelia should let something tiny like this ruin her day. She spun a few times in the mirror, just watching the dress. She did feel like a princess.

There was a knock on the door and Michael answered it. Regina stood there on the other side. She looked at Amelia, yes she had been there when the dress was found, but this was the final unveil. Yes, the mayor of Storybrooke was speechless.

"Regina, can I help you with something?" Amelia asked.

"I just want to say congratulations, you look beautiful Amelia And I have a wedding gift for you." Regina told her.

Amelia raised her eyebrows, warily. She remembered the gift Regina gave to Snow White and Prince Charming for their wedding, a curse to take away all the happy endings. Even though so many things and people had changed since then, Amelia felt something was off. "Regina, you don't have to do that…" Then she suddenly stopping talking and just stared. Standing next to Regina was…

Derek.

Alive. And breathing. And in a suit.

How was this possible? Her hands flew to cover her mouth and she instantly felt her eyes fill with tears. Derek was dead, she had attended his funeral.

All she could do was stare. He took a step closer and touched her hand. He was real; he was really standing in front of her. Amelia almost collapsed but Derek caught her in the tightest hug of her life. And she returned it.

Finally, she let go and looked at Regina with one question on her mind. But she couldn't form the word.

Thankfully she didn't have to, Regina could read her mind. "Don't ask where it came from, just say thank you." Amelia was told.

Using her own words of advice against her now? At the moment, Amelia didn't care. "Thank you." Her hand hadn't left Derek's. Regina then left the room.

Jordan and Marian had shocked looks on their faces; Michael picked up Roland and wheeled the wagon to the door. "I think they need a moment alone." He said to Jordan and Marian. They were still speechless but didn't put up a fight.

Derek stopped Michael. "Sir, can I have your permission to walk my sister down the aisle?"

"You don't even have to ask." Michael was gracious. Derek had stood by Amelia longer than he had. He deserved that honor.

Finally, they were alone. "Don't cry, you're ruin your makeup." He gently wiped the tears from her eyes. "You look stunning." Derek spun her around so he could get a full look at her. Amelia giggled. "Is that a…?" He sounded shocked and maybe a little horrified.

She knew exactly where he was looking. "Yes, it's a tattoo. I got it a while back, to remind me of my mother. I was looking for a blue orchid the day my life fell apart."

"Oh, that's a good reason. Anything else I should know about you? Because you clearly have changed a lot." He looked at her with a critical eye.

Derek was one of the few people she could never lie to. So she made a ball of light appear in her hand. This was one thing she never told him, but it was time now.

To her shock, he didn't back up. "Impressive. I always knew there was something special about you." He took her hands into his as soon as the light faded. "So, who's the lucky man? And please tell me don't tell me it's the pirate." He asked.

Amelia shook her head. "No, that ship sailed a long time ago. We are good friends now. The lucky man is Neal Cassidy. He's the Dark One's son." Derek opened his mouth to argue but Amelia quickly silenced him. "Yes, it started as a deal but then we both fell in love, it was hard and fast. We have been through so much together, losing each other multiple times, Neverland, True Love's Kiss, a miscarriage, the Horned King. Derek, I love him with all my heart."

Derek heaved a sigh then squeezed her hands. "As long as you are happy. And I have never ever seen you this happy. Now let's get you married." He turned to stand next to her and offered his arm.

She had to bite back a smile. This scene was so reminiscent of a scene long past and made up. But this time, the man waiting for her was her True Love. She was ready, but suddenly she remembered the certain people who were sitting in the next room. "Wait, there are a few things I should point out. A lot of things have changed. Emma is with Killian; he is planning on proposing soon. Marian died but came back. But Robin had already moved on with Regina. And Henry is Emma and Neal's kid." Somehow she got all that out in one breath.

Derek stared at her, trying to wrap his head ahead everything Amelia had just told him. But he focused in on one thing. "You're going to be a mother. Henry's lucky to have you. Now before your husband gets worried…" He opened the door.

The music started to play, Derek still held out his arm open to Amelia. She linked her arm through then froze. "Derek… you're my something borrowed." She barely had a voice.

He smiled and placed a kiss on her forehead. "Come on, let's not leave your groom waiting any longer."

Neal stood at the front at the altar. There were butterflies in his stomach. He was finally marrying Amelia, the love of his life.

Nathan and Henry were standing next to him; he was sure the excitement was not lost on them. Nathan wanted nothing more than his sister to be happy and Henry couldn't wait for Amelia to officially be a part of his family.

He looked around at the crowd. He and Amelia had been very vocal about not having a bride side and a groom side. Everyone pretty much knew everyone. So it was 'pick a seat, not a side.' Gold and Belle were in the front, his father had an encouraging smile for him. Never in a million years did Neal think this moment, or any moment with his father, was possible. Mary Margret and David sat a few rows back on the other side, they were talking to Killian and Emma. Killian caught Neal looking around and sent him a thumbs up. Neal smiled back, he knew that very soon, their roles were going to be switched. Around the audience, Nicholas and Ava Zimmerman were manning the cameras. They were making the wedding album and video.

Then Neal noticed something odd. Michael was walking out of the back room, alone. Did Amelia have cold feet?

He leaned over to Nathan. "Why is your dad out here, alone?"

Nathan looked unfazed. "You really think Amelia would let someone give her away? Calm down, she'll be out here."

Neal did calm down; he was so grateful for the family members he was gaining. A brother, a sister, a brother in law, a niece and nephew and of course a mother and father in law.

Then the music started playing and they saw Marian slowly walking towards them. She looked beautiful in her navy dress. Amelia's friend who had come back from the dead to a new world and had overcome so much. She was confidently standing on her own two feet.

Then came Jordan. She was back to her usual stunning self after the birth of her children. Nathan did notice both women had tears in their eyes and looked like they held a secret.

Then came Roland, pulling the little wagon with Richard and Charlotte. The babies had woken up and were looking around, smiling.

The door closed, and seemed to stay closed for a lifetime. When they finally opened, Neal's breath was taken away. Amelia stood there, beaming. She was stunning, the dress was perfect: strapless with navy flowers. He stared at her will a joyful grin on his face.

Then he noticed the man she walked next to. The man Neal had only seen in pictures of but heard so much about. How was this even possible?

Amelia and Derek reached the altar and Derek gave him the once over. This was the man he was giving his sister away to?

"Take care of her." He said, shaking Neal's hand.

"With my life." Neal answered. Derek nodded then turned to Amelia, kissing her cheek. Then he left her to find a seat in the front.

"Hi." Amelia said quietly. She realized it was hard to speak with a huge smile on her face.

"Hi. You look amazing." Neal told her, looking at her from head to toe.

"You clean up pretty nicely." Amelia said, tiling her head.

"Thanks. So…Derek…?"

"It's a wedding gift…" Amelia started to say.

"Amelia, Neal, are you ready to do this?" Archie interrupted them. He was going to officiate the ceremony and he wanted to get underway.

"Sorry." Both Neal and Amelia said. They were having their own private conversation at the altar.

"Friends, family," He said loudly to the crowd gathered in the convent. "We are gathered here to witness True Love. Love that has faced challenge and overcame it. Love that had ups and downs and come out on the other side stronger than ever. Today two people become one."

He turned to Amelia and Neal. "You two have prepared your own vows?"

Amelia nodded. "We did." She handed her bouquet to Jordan and took Neal's hands. She was going to need his support while she poured her heart out to him. "Neal, I don't believe in fate and destiny, but I do believe we are only fated to do things we would choose anyway. And I would choose you, in a hundred lifetimes, in a hundred worlds, in any version of reality. I would find you and I would choose you. I feel like everything in my life has led me to you, my choices, my heartbreaks, my regrets. Everything. And when we are together, my past seems worth it. Because if I had done one thing differently, I would never have met you." There, she said her piece without losing it too much.

Neal squeezed her hands. Those were the most beautiful words she had ever said. Well, maybe after 'we are True Love" when he came back from the dead. "I fell in love with your courage, your sincerity and your flaming self-respect. And it's these things I would believe in, even if the whole world indulged in wild suspicions that you weren't all you should be. I love you and it is the beginning of everything."

Not traditional vows, but they came from the heart.

"Do you have the rings?" Archie asked. Neal turned to Nathan who handed over two rings.

Neal took the first ring and placed it on Amelia's finger. "Take this ring as a sign of my undying love."

Amelia bit back a tear as she repeated the action with Neal. "Take this ring as a sign of my undying love."

Undying love, that perfectly described their love. They had been to the other side and then was returned the other one couldn't bear to be alone.

"Amelia, Neal, do you promise to love, honor and cherish each other until your dying breath? Do you promise to stand besides each other in sickness and health, for richer for poor, in happy times and in sad times?"

"I do." They both answered.

"Then by the power vested in me by the town of Storybrooke, you may…."

But Archie wasn't able to finish his declaration. Neal's arm snaked around Amelia's waist, pulling her close. Her own arms were thrown over his neck and their lips crashed wonderfully into each other.

They were too wrapped up in their moment they did not hear the cheers and applause from their family and friends. It only intensified when Neal dipped her as they continued to kiss.

They finally went back to an upright position and Amelia raised an arm over her head in pure joy.

Derek!

They did it! It only took how many stories? Did I make you cry? Was it worth it? So Jordan's twins are named Richard (for her brother) and Charlotte (basically for her dad).

Next up: PARTY TIME. IE- lots of dancing.

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