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Three days later
Willow smothered down the dress for the thousandth time and tried to calm her breathing, with shaking hands she reached out and took a sip of the glass of the red wine in front of her, tugging on the pendant around her neck until she felt a tab better. She looked up and saw Dean and Sam uncomfortably shift their ties to try and loosen them but with silent death glares from Willow they stopped and made their excuses to go and help the guests and ducked out of the tent which left Willow and Joe sitting in the small makeshift tent they'd set up for them, two minutes away from the beach so that they could get ready.
Joe placed a hand on Willows shoulder for a second and through her nerves Willow managed to smile nervously up at her as Joe passed down her cigarette packet.
"You look stressed," Joe said calmly as she sat down, careful not to crease the dark blue bridesmaid dress as she leaned back on her chair.
"I feel," began Willow as she took a drag on her cigarette, trying to think of the right word but her mind felt too scattered, "happy. I mean I am shitting it but yeah," she smiled at Joe, and tugged gently on her hand, "did you ever think that I'd be doing this? I sure as hell didn't."
"You're right – I don't think I ever pictured you in a white dress," Joe laughed slightly, "I remember the time our parents dropped us off at that play group thing when we were what – eight? And they tried making us wear the right uniform – you remember? Those tatty white dresses? You went mental, and carried on until they sent you home."
Willow chuckled under her breath, "good times," she stubbed the cigarette out on the table and had a good look at herself in the mirror. Her hair pulled into an artistic bun with blue roses laced as a crown around her head. Her dress was pure white and simple, slightly tight at the top and only one strap in a plated pattern across her left shoulder with the rest of the material falling gracefully to her ankles, the pendant Castiel gave her was still around her neck and that was the only piece of jewellery she wore.
Willow turned to face Joe, pulling her into a hug before smoothing down her dress again, "Castiel wanted me to wear white, despite he said he doesn't mind I know him – and honestly I like it." They smiled nervously at each other before Willow broke the tension, nudging Joe with her arm, "Joe do you remember your eighteenth?"
"No," Joe started laughing and before long they were giggling on each other, Joe was bent over clutching her sides as between giggles she was trying to tell the story which was when Bobby and Balthazar walked in and coughed under their breath.
"Well you look dazzling for a hairless ape darling," Balthazar clapped his hands together as he smiled at her, "I might just be proud to call you my sister in law."
"Oh Balthy," Willow giggled, "will the compliments ever end?"
And with one more smile exchanged between the two, Balthazar nodded towards Bobby and ducking out the tent and with one more calming breath Willow smiled softly at Bobby as he held out his arm and with Joe walking in front of them clutching the blue roses they left the small tent.
"You better not let me trip over Bobby," Willow said under her breath as the sand began to seep in-between her toes as she looked at Bobby, he was all cleaned up with his hair slicked back wearing a white shirt and blue tie, he looked down at her at grinned at her.
"You chose me to give you away that's the least I can do."
Willow nudged into him gently as they walked, she could hear the quiet music which meant that she was nearly at the aisle, she was almost going to see Castiel and as hard as she tried she couldn't control her heart beat, "Bobby, you're the closest thing I ever had to a father, don't go all soft now."
She reached the top of the aisle when she felt a small stabbing pain on her shoulder which was followed by a wave of nausea, so big that she thought she was going to pass out – but then she saw what'd he had done and Willow managed to bury every feeling other than happiness and awe down.
The aisle had been the one thing that Castiel had done himself and it was fabulous. The chairs which the gests where sitting on were white with blue roses entwined around the edge of every last chair – the floor where Castiel stood by the priest were the palest pink cherry blossoms she'd ever seen and when she reached the alter she realised where she'd seen them from, she smiled up at Castiel hand softly touched the pendant around her neck while he smiled down at her.
When it was time for Willow to say her vows she didn't know if she could speak – she'd never understood why people cried at weddings, and now with her holding her tears back she still didn't understand, but she couldn't stop a tear from sliding down her cheek as she took the simple silver ring into her hand, "Castiel you are my best friend, my confidant and one of my favourite pests. You can make me laugh, you're honest and wise. You are my strength and you are kind hearted. And best of all you love me no matter what. You have always managed to help me through the bad times and I can't imagine life without you. Today I want to make this promise to you and to myself in front of my friends and family to love, honour and protect you for the rest of my life," she grinned at him as she pushed the ring onto his finger, "I do."
She glanced quickly towards everyone and with a small smile she noticed that Dean looked as if he was crying, she chuckled and looked back at Castiel with a snap as he began talking with her hand in his.
"Willow Winchester from this day on I want to live with you, and laugh with you. To stand by your side and have you sleep in my arms. To be the best I can be just for you, to celebrate through the good times and help you though all the bad. To solace you when you are disheartened and wipe your tears with my hand. To care for you with my entire being and to share everything I have with you and keep you safe forever and always. I do."
And with shaking fingers Willow felt the small and simple ring slip onto her finger and she threw her arms around him, her face aching from the large smile which was across it as he pushed his lips on top of hers.
"Willow, you look amazing," he whispered in her ear as they turned to look at the cheering crowd.
"You do too," she smiled up at him, "husband." She laughed to herself at how weird she sounded, she felt a shiver run though her body as she pulled Castiel a bit closer.
"You okay Willow?" he asked, his voice laced with concern.
"Nothing is going to ruin today," she said under her breath as she kissed his cheek, "stop worrying, I'm fine."
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