Wow! Sorry it took so long for me to update. Life's been kind of hectic lately. But I finally got this chapter finished. Happy Valentine's everyone! Even though I find it to be the stupidest holiday ever (but that may just be because I'm always alone :p) Anyways, I hope you enjoy this, no flashbacks but it's Daisy & Sweets' wedding! :D
"Damn it damn it damn it!" Angela cursed, running back and forth from the master bathroom and the bedroom in just her bra and panties. Hodgins sat on the bed, his eyes full of laughter as he watched his wife. She rushed back into the bedroom with makeup only on one eye. "Ugh! Why didn't you wake me up sooner Jack? I set the alarm clock for 8 and you let me sleep until 8: 45. We are soooo gonna be late!"
He chuckled, "You looked so peaceful and I knew you had trouble falling asleep last night."
"Yeah well blame it on this kid of yours. I swear every time I was about to fall asleep, he kicked." She rummaged through the big closet, pulling out the bridesmaid dress securely wrapped in a garment bag.
"Ha! You said he! You do think we're having a boy!" Hodgins was on his feet, his face lit up with excitement.
"Seriously what is with me and their boys?" she wondered aloud, "No, it was just the first thing that came to mind. I don't exactly want to refer to our baby as 'it.'"
"Whatever," he rolled his eyes, "Do you need help zipping that up Ange?"
She glared at him, "Are you implying that I'm fat?"
"What? No! Not at all! I just- you can't reach it!" he stuttered nervously, running his fingers through his curly hair.
She sighed, "I brought this on myself. Why did I even agree to be one of Daisy's bridesmaids when I knew how pregnant I would be?"
"Uh, cause you absolutely love going to weddings. Weird, you know since at one point you didn't even want to get married," he teased, zipping up the dress, careful not to get Angela's hair stuck in the zipper.
"Well, I married you eventually didn't I?" She stared into his eyes and he could tell that she too was thinking about their unconventional but still perfect wedding day in jail. "Can you go make sure Michael is ready? I'm just gonna put my shoes on and grab my purse. I'll meet you downstairs. Don't forget to grab you and Michael's jackets out of the front closet."
"Angie?" She turned to him, slightly confused by the grin on his face.
"What?"
"You only have makeup on one of your eyes. As much as I adore that look, I'm not sure Daisy will impressed by it, especially since you're going to be in the wedding photos."
Her mouth dropped open, "Oh my god! I totally forgot! Thanks babe!" She hurried over to him, kissing him quickly before running back into the bathroom. "Don't forget the-"
"Jackets," he finished, "Yeah I got it Angie." He smirked, shaking his head and headed for his son's room. He rapped his knuckles against the slightly open door before peering inside. Michael was standing in front of his mirror, adjusting the collar on his white button down shirt.
"Hey buddy. Do you need help with your tie?"
Michael turned, "Yes please Daddy."
"Alright," he said, taking the tie Michael handed him and kneeling down to put it on.
"Daddy?"
"Yeah Mikey?" Hodgins asked, not really paying attention as he concentrated on tying the tie.
"How do you get to know how to do stuff like this?" he asked.
Hodgins put the finishing touches on the tie before looking up, "Tying a tie?" he asked, receiving a nod from Michael. "Well it's all part of growing up Michael. I didn't know how to tie a tie when I was your age, but now I do. You'll learn eventually. Come on, we better get into our jackets before your mother starts yelling."
Michael giggled, following his father out of the room and downstairs.
Sure enough, as soon as they put their jackets on and buttoned them up, Angela called down to them from upstairs. "Are you boys ready yet?" She was leaned around the corner to where she could see Jack and Michael by the front closet. Her hair was in its usual waves, her face lined in soft makeup. The strapless baby blue gown flowed around her protruding baby bump, bringing it out rather than trying to hide it. The brilliant smile on her face almost made Jack melt. To him, she was always breathtaking, but right then she looked like a goddess.
"That cannot be my wife." He said, loud enough that she could hear him, smiling when she shyly looked away, a faint blush in her cheeks. Even though they had been married for five years, he still gave her butterflies, as did she.
She descended down the stairs slowly, one hand on the railing, the other resting on her stomach as if to steady herself in the 2 inch heels she now wore. "Wow. My boys are looking extremely handsome," she observed, looking her husband and son over. "Michael, where are your shoes?" she asked.
"Oh upstairs," he replied sheepishly, staring down at his feet covered only in his black socks.
Angela sighed, "Go get them and make it quick please." She turned to Jack as her son raced up the stairs, "Really? You didn't notice he didn't have shoes on?"
He just shrugged, "What can I say? I was a little bit distracted." He pulled her against him, his hands on the small of her bowing back. "Did I mention how gorgeous you look?" He winked, kissing her gently but passionately. Neither wanted it to ever end, regretfully pulling back when they heard the closing of a door upstairs. He pressed a final kiss to her cheek before taking her hand, their fingers intertwining.
"Okay I'm ready now Mommy," Michael said, accidentally skipping the last step in his excited state. He landed on one foot, wobbling dangerously until Hodgins reached out with one hand to steady him.
"How many times do we have to say no running on the stairs Michael?"
"Sorry Daddy. I'm just so excited! Uncle Lance and Aunt Daisy are getting married! And me and Kev get to be ring bearers!" He was literally jumping up and down.
Angela laughed, "Come on. We're running late as it is. Daisy might kill me if I'm not there by 9:30."
The Hodgins family rushed into the church, hoping that no one would notice their tardiness.
"Angela!" Brennan called, coming over to them all with Booth, Kevin, and Karissa in tow.
"Sweetie! Oh my gosh hi! I feel like we haven't seen you in forever!" she gushed, hugging her best friend.
"We had work yesterday Angela," Brennan pointed out, clearly confused.
"She means it feels like you guys haven't had any girl time in awhile Dr. B," Hodgins clarified as Booth rolled his eyes.
"Oh, then yes that makes sense. Wow Ange you look absolutely amazing!" she complimented, noticing that her baby bump was much more prominent in the form-fitting dress than in her usually work clothes.
"You really do Angela," Booth agreed, "Pregnancy suits you well."
Angela smiled, "Aww thank you guys! I still feel self-conscious in this dress though. If I had my old body I'd look just like Brennan. Jeez Bren, you would never guess you had twins."
"I find that I agree with you. My body does not look as it should after going through a twin pregnancy," she rambled on, ignoring Booth and Angela's faces.
The kids started to get restless, tugging on their parents' hands.
"Daddy where's Uncle Lance and Uncle Wendell?" Michael asked impatiently. He especially loved Sweets, probably because he always had some sort of candy to give him, and Wendell always had some sort of story to tell, usually involving his adventures in college.
"Yeah Daddy, can we see everyone?" Rissa asked, giving Booth the adorable, irresistible puppy eyes.
"Oh alright. Uncle Jack and I will take you to see Uncle Lance and Uncle Wendell," Booth conceded, knowing that they needed to check in with the groom anyways seeing as they were both groomsmen. "See you in a bit honey," he told Brennan, kissing her cheek.
"Awww!" Angela cried out, clapping her hands, quieting when she saw the look Booth shot her way, "Sorry, I still can't get used to that."
Hodgins laughed, giving his wife a quick peck on the lips before taking Michael to join Booth, Kevin, and Karissa.
Brennan noted the way Angela's face lit up when embraced by her husband. It was the same look she had had ever since her and Jack's very first date nearly ten years ago. "Who would've though that we would both end up in monogamous relationships, happy?" Brennan wondered.
Angela smiled, "I know, but when you find the right guy, it's hard not to change your ways just to be with him. Speaking of which, are you ever going to marry Booth? I mean, come on, clearly you guys are rock solid."
"I don't know what that means."
"Sweetie, it means that you guys aren't going to break up anytime soon; you're very much in love."
"You have no way of knowing whether our relationship will last Angela. How can you say that?"
Angela smirked. Despite everything, Brennan was still the same rational, logical anthropologist she had been when they first came to work together. "Bear with me here Bren. Can you honestly imagine your life without Booth?" Brennan shook her head, unsure where Angela was going with this. "Do you put his needs above your own?" She nodded. "Do you love him more than you've ever loved anyone else before?" Brennan nodded again. "Well I think it's safe to say that you two aren't going to be breaking up anytime soon. You already act like a married couple; why not just make it official?"
"I will think about it Angela, but I am not guaranteeing anything. Come on, it's Daisy and Sweets' wedding, we should be talking about that."
"Right. Ready to face the wrath of an about to be married Daisy Wick?"
Brennan laughed, offering Angela her arm, "Let's go."
"Angela! Dr. Brennan!" Daisy squealed running over to hug the two women.
"Daisy!" Whoa careful! I'm pregnant remember," Angela warned, a bit alarmed by the force of Daisy's hug.
Daisy immediately stepped back, "I'm sorry Angela! I keep forgetting! You look amazing by the way!" She turned back to the mirror, adjusting the big poofy white dress and veil. "Can you believe it? I'm finally marrying Lancelot, the man of my dreams."
"It's very exciting Daisy. Sweets is a lucky man." Angela said, secretly wondering what in the world drew Sweets to Daisy in the first place. Sweets what just what his name said, sweet. He went out of his way to try and help people. Daisy, on the other hand, was a whirlwind; crazy smart but incredibly annoying and at times shallow. But, it was clear to anyone that the two were very much in love.
Daisy smiled at her, "Have either of you seen Cam?"
Both shook their heads before a head peered into the room, "Did I hear my name?" Dr. Saroyan entered the room in a dress identical to that of Dr Brennan and Angela.
"Cam! You're here!" she squeaked, running to hug her as well.
"Still your boss Daisy! Don't kill you boss!" Cam gasped, struggling to breathe.
"Sorry, I was just worried my maid of honor might not make it in time."
Daisy had originally asked Dr. Brennan to be her maid of honor, but after Angela had explained the duties to her, she had felt it best to kindly reject Daisy's offer. Angela had been extended the honor next but seeing as she was pregnant, she didn't feel she would be able to give it her all. Thus, the job fell to Cam who could not think of an excuse to get out of it.
Hodgins peeked his head into the room, "Are you girls just about ready? Everything is set to go and Sweets is waiting at the altar."
"Yeah I think we're all good here honey," Angela replied, looking to Daisy for confirmation.
"You can start walking out," Daisy told them. Angela took her husband's arm being led out to the area where they would line up. They would be the first pair to walk, followed by Booth and Brennan, and Cam and Sweets' best man Rodney. Sweets had offered to let Paul be a groomsmen but he had declined, feeling that it wouldn't be right. Next came the two ring-bearers, Michael and Kevin followed by the flower girl, Karissa.
"Ready Ange?" Hodgins asked, looking at his wife.
"Let's do it," she replied, beginning the walk.
The huge doors opened and the entire audience turned to watch the procession.
"Everyone's staring at my belly," Angela hissed under her breath. She had become a bit self-conscious as her stomach expanded.
Hodgins chuckled softly, "If they are, it's because of how glowing and radiant you look babe." He reassured her, smiling.
Once everyone had walked down the aisle, the wedding march began and in came Daisy escorted by her father, a rather burly looking man who might have made any man nervous about marrying his daughter. The look on Sweets' face was absolutely priceless and he stared at Daisy in her wedding dress. She looked exactly like a real life princess ready to meet her prince.
Everything went off without a hitch and soon Daisy was Mrs. Lance Sweets. She was absolutely bubbling with happiness and he was surprisingly no different.
"I still think they're too young," Brennan whispered to Angela as they waited for Daisy to throw her bouquet.
"Bren they've been together almost as long as me and Hodgins, I think they'll be fine. So what if they're sappy and lovey-dovey? You would not mind them at all if you saw me and Hodgins at home when Michael isn't around," she said with a wink.
Brennan just nodded.
"Whoa! You know what I just realized?" Hodgins came into the conversation carrying a glass of champagne.
Angela sighed wistfully at the beverage in his hand, wishing she could join in the festivities, "What babe?"
"They're both going to be Dr. Sweets now. How crazy is that?" He was extremely excited for some reason.
"Alright, what else are they serving here besides champagne honey because no way can you get tipsy on champagne that quickly." She gave him a look.
Hodgins dropped his head, refusing to meet her eyes, "I don't know what you're talking about Angie. This is sparkling cider for you, you know since you can't drink."
"Really? Well let me just take a swig of that then." She reached for the glass, attempting to call his bluff. Sure enough, he pulled it away from her.
"Okay okay, I may have spiked my champagne with harder stuff." He shrugged away from Angela's glare, "What? I like a good party."
"Guess I'm driving home then," she muttered, her tone a bit annoyed.
"Aww come on Angie, it's not like I'm wasted or anything, just a little buzzed." She still didn't look satisfied. Sighing, he set the glass down on a nearby table, grabbing her hand and pulling her towards the dance floor.
"Jack what are we doing?" she asked, laughing.
"We're dancing of course. I know how much you love dancing."
"Jack in case you forgot, I'm currently five months pregnant. Dancing doesn't seem like all that much fun right about now."
He smirked, "How could I forget?" Both hands slid onto the sides of her growing bump, pulling her into his body. He laughed as she rolled her eyes, "Seriously slow dancing for one measly song won't be that bad. Then you can get off your feet and entertain Michael or something." She pursed her lips, giving him a look. He laughed nervously, "What I meant was that you can rest and enjoy the rest of the night while I entertain Michael."
"Fine. I am a sucker for some slow dancing, especially when it's with the most incredible man in the world," she purred into his ear, causing him to gasp and practically attack her lips. Their feet continued to move, swaying to the beat, but his tongue demanded access. She just laughed, reaching up with one hand to stroke his cheek. "There are children present here babe, including our own, so try to keep it PG. Save the good stuff for when we get home."
"Okay," he grumbled, taking the opportunity to look around the room. Brennan and Booth were caught in a moment; her head was on his chest and he was whispering softly in her ear. Cam and Paul were spinning around the dance floor, clearly desiring more upbeat music. The bride and groom were lost in each others eyes, looking like any second they would be ripping each others clothes off and consummating their marriage.
"Hey hey," Angela whispered, gently pulling his head back towards her. "I love you."
He smiled, gazing into her beautiful chocolate brown eyes, silently wondering how he had gotten so lucky, "I love you too Angela."
1 hour later
"Hey Booth had you seen Angela?" Jack asked, interrupting his second slow dance that night with Brennan.
"Weirdly, no I haven't. Bones have you seen her?"
"You may want to check the lounge area Hodgins. I'm pretty sure I saw her go in there with a plate full of food a little while ago."
Hodgins smiled gratefully, "Thanks guys." He hurried to the lounge area that was fitted with a couple of couches and armchairs. The place where Daisy and Sweets had decided to have their reception was pretty much an old fashioned hotel equipped with a ballroom and everything. He pulled aside the turquoise curtains, poking his head inside the room. The sight he was greeted with was one that would forever be imprinted in his mind. Angela was curled up on one of the couches, her heels kicked off and her feet tucked underneath her as best they could in her dress. Her head rested on one of her arms, the other gently wrapped around her belly. She looked so peaceful, Hodgins almost decided to just leave her there, but knew that Angela would probably be embarrassed if anyone else walked in on her sleeping at a wedding reception.
He sat down next to her quietly, pulling her feet into his lap and rubbing her feet. She stirred ever so slightly before settling back in to her sleep. Hodgins leaned over and kissed her cheek, certain that this would do the trick. Sure enough, her eyes bolted open and she looked around wildly unsure at first of where she was.
"Hey Ange," Hodgins whispered.
"Hey babe. I fell asleep didn't I?"
He just nodded.
She turned so that her back was leaning against the armrest of the couch, her feet still in Hodgins' lap. "Damn it. Where's Michael?"
"With Risa and Kev, dancing his little heart out. Don't worry Booth and Brennan are taking pictures." His hands continued to rub her ankles, "Wow, they're really swollen Angie."
She sighed, "I told you dancing wasn't a good idea."
He chuckled, "Hey you would have been fine if you had settled for just the one slow dance, but no you just had to do the Electric Slide and all those other line dances," he teased.
"If you weren't rubbing my feet right now I would totally hit you. Those are classics, who wouldn't want to do them?"
"Well yeah, but now when you're five months pregnant babe."
"Whatever. What time is it anyways?" she asked, rubbing her eyes.
"Time for us to head home. It is way past Michael's bedtime. He might not actually wake us up at 7 o'clock on a weekend tomorrow."
She laughed, getting to her feet, stretching. Hodgins got to his feet as well, but quickly scooped Angela into his arms, ignoring her protests.
"If you do not put me down right this instant Jack Stanley Hodgins, I will most certainly NOT be having sex with you tonight!" This got his attention.
He sighed, gently setting her down, "Okay okay. But no more dancing okay? I don't care if they're doing the magical Hokey Pokey or whatever. You're not going to even be able to walk tomorrow if you're not careful."
"Fine. I hope you know you still aren't driving home," she warned.
"Relax; I've got it taken care of. I had Ivan take a cab here; he's waiting in the car right now to take us home."
"Okay. I'll go get Michael. You can say our goodbyes to everyone. We'll meet you at the car." She headed to where the three children were dancing, hands joined in a circle, jumping up and down (their idea of dancing).
"Hey Ivan thanks for coming out. I really appreciate it man." Hodgins said to his driver through the open window.
"Not a problem Sir. Oh this was in the seat when I got here. I wasn't if someone slipped it through the cracked window or if you had accidentally left it there." He handed Hodgins an envelope with just 'Dr. Hodgins' written on it.
Hodgins frowned, wondering where it could have come from. He tore open the envelope, gasping as he read what was inside. Just as he did Angela and Michael arrived at the car.
"What's wrong?" Angela asked curiously, settling Michael into his booster seat before turning back to her husband.
"The copycat Gravedigger wrote me a note Ange!"
Soooo, what'd you think? Did I nail it or totally miss? Let me know what you think. Thank you all of you who are continuously reviewing, I really do appreciate it. We reached 30 reveiws! Yay! The copycat Gravedigger is back! :O Sorry for the cliffhanger, but I just couldn't resist. Hopefully I'll be able to have the next chapter up quicker, it all just depends on what my schedule for the rest few days looks like. Thank you guys again!
-Willie
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