Mr. and Mrs. Stone Hopper
Amelia's P.O.V.
It was seven months after the 'incident' at the bar and the wedding day was drawing closer and closer. It was actually tomorrow. Amelia and Stone decided to watch the sunset from the spot where they had met each other.
Amelia sat in between Stone's legs, her back touching his chest and his chin on her shoulder. "Can you believe that tomorrow we'll be married?" Amelia asked softly.
"I know. Remember how we met, right here six years ago," Stone whispered into Amelia's ear.
Flashback:
A younger Amelia Shane sat next to her sister Sam watching her father drill the new recruits on the beach. Amelia had already been through basic training and was acting as a nurse if any of the recruits happened to get hurt, which had happened before.
One recruit in particular caught her eye. Stone Hopper, the one recruit who wasn't complaining when out of ear shot of her father or breathing hard after jogging through the surf. "Any recruits catch your eye?" Sam teased.
Amelia, who had been so engrossed in how the water cascaded down Stone's broad shoulders, replied with," What?" Sam giggled and motioned toward a certain Navy recruit. "Very funny Sam, you know that . . ."
"Amelia! We need medical attention!" Admiral Shane shouted. Amelia grabbed her medi-pack and rushed over to the group a few hundred feet away. She recognized the soldier on the ground was Stone Hopper.
"Did anyone see what happened?" Amelia asked, beginning to look over Stone's body for any signs of injury.
"A tide came in and knock him down, shoulder first, ma'am." Amelia nodded and noticed Stone's right shoulder, it was dislocated.
"We're going to have to pop that back into place," Amelia stated. She ripped off a part of her shirt, rolled it up, and stuck in between Stone's teeth. "It's so that you don't bite your tongue," Amelia replied to Stone's questioning glance.
"Okay, this is going to hurt. In 3 . . . 2 . . . 1," Amelia soothed before reattaching Stone's shoulder. Stone didn't scream of cry, but, there were tears in his eyes and he almost chewed through the fabric. Amelia removed the fabric and helped Stone stand up.
End of Flashback
"I remember you started stuttering thank you after thank you when we got back to base," Amelia teased.
"Well, what was I supposed to do? I couldn't pass up the opportunity to talk with a pretty girl who helped me with my injuries," Stone smiled down at the love of his life. They shared a kiss with the stars as their witnesses.
"As cute as this is, I have to interrupt," a voice interjected. Amelia broke the kiss and stared up at Alex and Sam. "Now don't give us that look, it's time for you bachelorette party," Sam smirked down at her older sister. Amelia got up, gave Stone a goodbye kiss, and left with Sam to her bachelorette party.
Amelia's bachelorette party was held at Sam's house. As they pulled up, Amelia cautiously looked around. "No strippers, right?" Amelia asked, unsure.
"No strippers, Amelia, now let's have some fun!" Sam dragged Amelia into the house and immediately handed her a shot. The group of girls at the party included Iris (Amelia's cousin), Riley (Amelia's best friend), Haylee (wife of Stone's best friend), and the sisters.
"So how do you feel?" Haylee asked.
"Truthfully? I'm nervous that something's going to go wrong," Amelia admitted.
"You can worry about that tomorrow, have another shot!" Iris giggled and handed Amelia another shot.
"Everything's set, right?" Amelia asked, pushing away the shot.
"Relax, this is your last night of freedom, enjoy it, Amy," Sam chided.
"I guess you guys are right. So what are we going to do?" Amy asked.
"Have fun!" Riley cheered. The girls all cheered and clicked their glasses together.
Stone's P.O.V.
"Remind me again why I allowed Hopper to plan my bachelor party," Stone sighed.
Alex had proceeded to try to get Stone to go into a strip club, but, Stone refused. He and Amelia had made a deal that there would be no strippers at either of their parties.
"C'mon Stone, just one girl," Alex whined.
"No, Hopper."
After a brief argument the group decided to go to the nearest bar, which happened to be the bar where Alex had been Tased a few months ago.
"Just brings back memories, doesn't it, Hopper?" Flex, Stone's right hand man teased Hopper.
"Very funny."
The group of five: Stone, Alex, Flex, John (Stone's cousin), and Arcee (Stone's friend), proceeded into the club and had a round of beers, talking about girls the whole night.
The Next Day . . .
Amelia's P.O.V.
I woke up at seven o'clock sharp to Sam shaking me violently. "Get up! Get up!" she shouted in my ear. I shot up and instantly regretted it as the room started to spin. "Come on, we have to start your hair."
Amelia sat down in a chair while Sam and the girls did her hair and makeup, which Amelia found very uncomfortable. "Do you think you could be a little more care-OW?" Amelia groaned," You guys are going to rip out all of my hair!" Amelia wasn't used to this, she just pulled her hair back into a tight bun for work every day.
It took sometime but Amelia was finally ready for her wedding. Her hair had been curled and her bangs had been pulled back into a ponytail. Her dress was a trumpet gown with ruffles on the bottom and a little lace on the bodice. Amy had on three-inch heels, which she was pretty sure she was going to fall down in. All the bridesmaids were wearing navy blue knee-length dresses with white two-inch heels.
A knock sounded at the door. Sam answered it and entered Admiral Shane, ready to give away his eldest daughter. The Navy men of the wedding decided to wear their uniforms, to save some money. Admiral Shane smiled and hugged Amy who hugged back fiercely.
"You look just like your mother did on our wedding day," Admiral Shane chocked out, tears coming to his eyes.
"I just wish was here to see all of this," Amy sighed, holding in the tears so her makeup, that Sam had redone five times, was not ruined.
"I know, but she's always looking down on us," Admiral Shane smiled. Amelia's mother had passed when she was sixteen, in a car crash where a drunk driver hit her car. "But, let's focus on this happy moment. Besides, I've got something for you."
He held out a necklace with an anchor charm on it. Amelia gasped," Mom's necklace." Admiral Shane put the necklace on her and smiled.
"She said she wanted me to give it to the girl who married a Navy man."
"We're ready!" Sam called. Admiral Shane held out his arm for Amy and they walked in front of the double doors that would take them to the aisle. Amy took a deep breath as the doors opened.
Stone's P.O.V. (One hour earlier)
For the past hour Stone had been running around trying to make sure everything was okay and helping guests find their seats. It was a relatively small reception with fifty guests. He was currently talking with Amelia's Aunt Jasmine who was not impressed with Stone.
"So this is the man my niece is going to marry?" she asked. Stone nodded. He looked around helplessly for any other person to talk with. "Are you going to lead me to my seat or what?" Jasmine had hissed.
"Yes ma'am," Stone replied, hastily. Even though the fifty-eight-year-old was around two feet shorter than him, Stone was terrified of her. After showing a grumbling Aunt Jasmine to her seat, Stone waited at the altar.
The bridesmaids and groomsmen walked down with their respective partners with the ring bearer and flower girl stumbling behind them. Then, a certain bride took his breath away when she emerged from the door. Although her veil obstructed his view of her face, it was indeed his Amy.
Amelia's P.O.V.
I gripped my father's arm as I looked at Stone through the lace veil. He looked quite happy when I grew closer to him. We finally reached the altar where my father gave me away. I held Stone's hand and smiled up at him. Even though I was wearing heels I still was a head shorter than Stone.
The ceremony continued and after we slid the rings onto each other's fingers the big question came up. "Do you, Stone Hopper take Amelia Shane as your loftily wedded wife?"
"I do," Stone replied.
"And do you, Amelia Shane take Stone Hopper as your loftily wedded husband?"
"I do," I smiled.
"Then by the power vested in me, I pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride," the priest concluded.
Stone lifted the veil off of my face and kiss me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed back. We pulled back and smiled at our cheering family and friends. "I love you, Mrs. Stone Hopper," Stone whispered in my ear.
"And I love you, Mr. Stone Hopper," I replied, kissing my husband before we proceeded back down the aisle as husband and wife.
A.N. Sorry it took so long, I had family stuff I had to take care of and a lot of drama to deal with. Thanks for everyone who l read this story. Thanks again and sorry it took so long to upload and write.