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19: I Do
Good morning Manhattan! New Yorkers have been flooding the entrance of The Plaza Hotel to witness the wedding of the year – New York socialite Dean Winchester's wedding to his girlfriend, Tree Hill native Brooke Davis. Security in the plaza doubled as the immediate families of the groom and bride checked in yesterday afternoon. But there are rumors that Dean Winchester lef the hotel last night and hasn't come back until now, with only five hours left before the wedding ceremony. Has Dean Winchester backed out of the wedding? Stay tuned. This is Kate Wenham reporting to you live from The Plaza Hotel.
Brooke Davis paced her hotel room as she tried to calm herself. She thought she could go through the wedding without having any hassle, but she was wrong; her nerves seemed like they could pop anytime. Almost all the entertainment shows in every channel were focused on her wedding with Dean Winchester, and she hoped that nothing would go bad; she didn't want to humiliate the Winchester family. But after some unexpected events, Brooke couldn't help but feel like her wedding would become a disaster.
First of all, Peyton Sawyer, her supposed Maid of Honor, didn't arrive yesterday with the rest of Brooke's Tree Hill friends. All the members of the Bridal Entourage were supposed to check in on the hotel so they could have a last minute practice at the hotel's Grand Ballroom, where the wedding will take place. Brooke and Haley tried to call Peyton but their calls were never answered. Mouth McFadden, Brooke's old friend, told them that he saw Peyton leaving her house a few days before they went to Manhattan, and he never saw Peyton since then. Haley tried to ask Lucas about it, but Lucas didn't know a thing. The last time he talked to Peyton was when he told her that he would never fall in love with Peyton. Brooke's mother, Victoria Davis, came up with a solution: Haley James-Scott will replace Peyton, and then Haley's spot will be filled by Sam Winchester's girlfriend, Jessica Moore.
Then, a couple of hours before they went to bed last night, Dean and Brooke had another argument about Lucas Scott's presence in their wedding. Dean knew that the moment reporters catch a glimpse of Lucas, they would all bombard him with questions about Brooke's past. He also didn't want Lucas to be there because he somehow felt jealous; after all, Lucas was the only person that Brooke really loved. Dean feared that her anger towards Lucas would just be replaced by the same old feelings she had for Lucas. Brooke, on the other hand, kept telling Dean that the security in the hotel was tight; people that are not invited wouldn't be able to get past the reporters. Dean quickly snapped at Brooke, saying that even if reporters can't get inside the hotel during the wedding, they could spot Lucas outside the hotel after the wedding; surely, Lucas would go out and roam around New York to go sight-seeing, and he would certainly gain the attention of the paparazzi. Their argument ended with Dean storming out of their hotel room, and until now, he hasn't come back yet.
Lastly, just this morning, the wedding pianist called Ellen to inform her that she was sick and that she couldn't attend the wedding. Haley was a great pianist, but she wouldn't be able to play the piano and be a part of the bridal entourage at the same time. Fortunately, the sick pianist called again and promised that she would send a friend. As soon as the replacement arrived, Ellen quickly brought the woman to the nearest piano and asked her to play the entourage song. Ellen and the others were amused with the replacement's talent.
The only problem now was Dean. John and Sam tried to look for him, but they couldn't find him anywhere. Brooke tried to call him as well, but to no avail.
"I hate him!" Brooke shrieked. "I hate him!"
Ellen took a deep sigh and tried to make Brooke sit. "Take it easy, honey. I'm sure he'll come back." She was sure enough because Dean knew very well that if he doesn't come to his own wedding, John and many others would certainly be irrefutably mad at him.
Brooke raised her hands in frustration and continued to pace the room. The wedding was only five hours away, and everything was already prepared. Guests would start to arrive in a matter of time, and if Dean doesn't show up... "Sam and Cas raided almost every bar and Dean's not there! Where could he possibly be?"
A slight knock on their door made Ellen and Brooke look at each other.
"Brooke?"
It was Lucas Scott. Ellen took it as her cue to leave. She gave Brooke a gentle pat on the shoulder and left the room as Lucas entered. Brooke let out a small smile before she looked down on the floor and tried to look nonchalant.
"Um," Lucas started. Ever since he arrived at the hotel, all he could think about was how he'd talk to Brooke. "I hope I didn't inte-"
Brooke shook hear head quickly. "Ellen and I were almost done..."
"Oh," Lucas muttered. For a moment, he tried to think of something to say. "I dropped by the Ballroom earlier, it's -"
"Nice?" Brooke asked with an unusual tone, like she was on the verge of screaming.
The awkwardness between the two of them was too much to bear for Lucas. He couldn't finish a sentence without Brooke cutting him off, and he knew he wasn't in the right position to confront her about it. Instead, he looked down and rubbed the back of his neck. "I heard Dean's missing," he said without looking at Brooke.
Brooke sighed and sat on the edge of the bed. "Sam's looking for him. And don't try and tell me 'I told you so'."
Judging by the tone of her voice, Lucas knew that she was frustrated; it wasn't the right time to talk about what happened during their weekend vacation. "Just asking," he said and then looked up. He could clearly see that Brooke was trying hard not to cry. "Guess I should leave now, huh?"
There were many things that clouded Brooke's mind. She couldn't really tell how she felt; all she knew was tears were threatening to escape her eyes. "Lucas..."
"Yeah?" Lucas looked down again.
Brooke wiped the single tear that managed to escape her eye. "Dean didn't want you here."
Lucas was taken aback. Though he didn't know why Brooke was telling him that, he knew that Dean didn't like him. "What?"
"He didn't want you here," Brooke repeated. "That's why he left."
Lucas looked up again; Brooke looked away. "I'm -"
Brooke scoffed. "Sorry?" She shook her head and sighed. "The thing is, he didn't want you here because he didn't want me to get upset. But I told him that I'd be fine. I don't even know why I told him that."
"Brooke..." Lucas tried to think of what to say. He walked a little closer to her.
"Don't tell me you're sorry. You're probably jumping with delight deep inside - I won't get married to Dean if he doesn't show up."
Lucas sighed. "It's not like that. Brooke, I don't like Dean, but this is your choice. And I'll...I'll respect it even if it hurts me."
Brooke managed to fight back her tears, but she still couldn't look at Lucas. "Is that why you slept with Peyton? Because I chose Dean?"
"No," Lucas snapped. "I wasn't thinking when it happened, okay? I was wrong and I -"
Brooke raised a finger to cut him off and then looked at him straight in the eyes. "It doesn't matter anymore. Don't bother to explain...I don't even know why I asked that question," she said, trying to sound nonchalant again. She suddenly remembered how Dean comforted her the day she found out about Lucas' infidelity, and somehow, she felt a notch better. "I don't want to talk about what happened between you and Peyton ever again."
"I told her that we can't be together because I love you," Lucas said, hoping that it would somehow make things better between him and Brooke.
To his dismay, Brooke looked at him with a weak smile. "I'm getting married today, Luke," she said. "I guess it's time for you to go."
"Brooke, I'm really sorry for what I did," Lucas said; sincerity overwhelmed his voice.
There was something deep inside Brooke that made her feel like a huge burden was taken off her shoulders. The sincerity in Luke's voice showed her how sorry he really was, and at that moment, she was ready to forgive him. She stood up and walked towards him, then wrapped him into a tight embrace.
Having Brooke in his arms almost made Lucas jump with delight. Yes, she was getting married today, but he was happy because she had already forgiven him. He returned the hug and savored every moment of it.
When Brooke pulled away, Lucas smiled. "You don't know how much this means to me."
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Dean Winchester was swarmed by a bunch of paparazzi as he made his way back to the hotel.
"Where did you go, Dean?"
"How's Brooke?"
"Is Lucas Scott there?"
"Why did you leave last night and where did you go?"
"Why did you invite Lucas Scott to your wedding?"
Damn reporters, Dean thought as he pushed everyone with a camera that blocked his way. He managed to look unfazed as he walked past them, but he was furious deep inside. Last night, he had an argument with Brooke about Lucas Scott again. He couldn't understand why Brooke still wanted to see Lucas. He was greeted by the receptionist as he made his way towards the elevator, and was glad that the hotel security handled the media. When he got to the 14th floor, his jaws tightened. He didn't expect to see Lucas Scott coming out of Brooke's room, but Lucas didn't see him coming. Dean was beyond furious now. He was about to attack Lucas once again, but a chamber maid came out of one of the rooms on the floor. Instead, Dean tried to look calm and walked straight into Brooke's room.
"Where have you been?" Brooke asked the moment she saw Dean.
"What was he doing here?" Dean asked in a low voice.
Brooke placed her hands on her hips and looked at Dean like he was an irresponsible child. "Where have you been? I've been calling you -"
"What was he doing here?" Dean snapped and tried not to clench his fists. He had been careful and understanding ever since Brooke found out what happened between Lucas and Peyton; he managed to make her feel better and he avoided to get into arguments with her as much as possible. But he couldn't understand why Brooke would want Lucas to be in their wedding. Was it because she still had feelings for him? Was it because she was going to forgive Lucas for what he did? Was his effort to show her that he could be the one for her not enough?
"It wasn't anything imp-"
"What was he doing here?!" Dean roared. "Why won't you answer the damn question!"
Brooke flinched. It had been a long time since Dean shouted at her. She couldn't explain why, but she could feel the tears coming. She was hurt. She couldn't bear the fact that Dean was angry at her. "He... Lucas just..." she muttered as she fought back her tears. "He came in and told me that he heard you're missing, and I told him why you left and he told me that he's sorry for what he did and -"
Dean didn't want to hear the rest of it. "Why did you talk to him? Why do you even want him here?"
"I don't know," Brooke answered as her tears betrayed her.
The moment Brooke started crying, Dean's anger subsided. He walked towards her and wrapped her in a tight hug.
"I'm sorry," Brooke said as she wrapped her arms around Dean's waist. "I'm sorry."
Dean heaved a sigh and took in Brooke's scent.
"You're the one I chose," Brooke went on as she cried into Dean's broad chest. "I-"
Brooke wasn't able to finish her sentence. Dean's lips crashed into hers and everything seemed right. The kiss was fierce and urgent at first, but as seconds passed by, it slowly became passionate. Brooke didn't even try to pull away; she liked the way Dean held and kissed her. Dean gently pushed Brooke to the bed and was on top of her in a matter of seconds. Brooke wrapped her arms around Dean's neck and wanted more. Dean's mouth was making it's way towards Brooke's neck when the door suddenly opened.
"Oh god!" Sam's voice filled the room and then the sound of the door getting closed shut followed.
Dean rolled over and slumped himself on the bed. Brooke, on the other hand, sat up.
"Is it safe to come in now?" Sam asked awkwardly through the door.
Dean sighed. "Yeah."
Sam entered the room again, this time with a funny look on his face. "I was told that you're back."
Dean shot Sam an annoyed look as he got up from the bed. He wanted to smack Sam for interrupting his moment with Brooke. He could still feel Brooke's lips, like it was going to be etched on his memory forever.
Sam cleared his throat and looked down; he felt very awkward. He didn't expect to walk in on Brooke and his brother. "Dad wants to see you."
Dean looked at Brooke and for a moment, the two of them just stared at each other, and then left the room without saying a word. Sam looked at Brooke with a sorry look on his face and then followed his brother.
All Brooke could thing was, what the heck? Too many things were clouding her mind once again. She couldn't forget the way Dean kissed her. She also couldn't think of a reason why she didn't even try to push Dean away. Of course, she knew the very reason why she kissed him back: she liked it. Brooke could also not explain why she felt a pang of hurt when Dean shouted at her. It wasn't something she could explain; it was like, she didn't want him to be angry at her, and she was sorry the moment she saw the outraged look on Dean's face.
After a moment of silence, there was one question that bothered her the most: does she have feelings for Dean Winchester?
No, Brooke thought. She just had her heart broken by Lucas Scott. She still had some feelings for Lucas, so why on earth was she feelig that way towards Dean Winchester? Of course, Brooke knew that she could have feelings for two persons, but she still couldn't define whether she really has feelings for Dean or not. Maybe she was just taken away with the way he kissed her.
Before Brooke could even ponder on, Haley and Jo entered her room and told her that it was time for her to take a bath and prepare for the wedding.
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Brooke twirled around in front of the large vanity mirror in her room. She couldn't believe that she was getting married in a matter of minutes. A few months ago, she was an ordinary girl living in North Carloina; now she was going to be Mrs. Dean Winchester. As she stared at herself in the mirror, she couldn't help but think of the kiss that happened between her and Dean earlier. It was the first time she felt something while kissing Dean.
"You look beautiful, Brooke," Ellen said as she examined the back of Brooke's long, beautiful white dress.
The gown was a slim satin strapless gown with beaded lace appliqués and has a matching beaded lace shrug. It looked perfect on her. To complete her look, her long hair was curled and styled into an up-do with the curls pinned in numerous places so that the curls cascaded in different directions.
Brooke took her attention away from the mirror and turned to give Ellen a smile. "Thank you."
Just then, Haley came back inside the room and looked so happy. "I'm so proud of you Brookie," she said as she kissed her friend's cheek. "You look so beautiful."
Brooke was almost teary-eyed.
"Don't ruin your make up," Victoria warned as she entered the room. "We have to go."
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Brooke couldn't help but gasp in awe when she got a chance to take a peak inside the Grand Ballroom. The place was packed, and it looked totally transformed. There were flowers everywhere and the whole place just looked like the settings of fairy tales her father used to tell her when she was young.
As the members of the bridal entourage formed at the foyer of the Grand Ballroom, Brooke kept reminding herself that she should not, in any circumstance, cry during the ceremony. The Carpenters' song Close to You, the last song chosen for the prelude part of the ceremony, started to play as the last of the guests were being seated.
"Okay people, we'll be going in two minutes," the wedding organizer announced. He made one last round to check if every person is in their right places and made sure that they already know what to do. A wedding like this didn't have room for mistakes.
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Dean Winchester both felt upset and nervous. Upset, because he had a fight with Brooke just few hours before their wedding, and nervous because of the amount of people inside the hall. As the guests - Dean didn't know half of them - walked in and started to take their seats, he couldn't help but think of his kiss with Brooke earlier. His father, John Winchester, chatted with his business partners, who were also - of course - invited to the wedding. Bobby Singer and Richard Davis just left his side to take their places in the bridal entourage, and both Ellen Harvelle-Winchester and Victoria Davis made one last look at the hall before they disappeared into the foyer, where they were supposed to come out from as part of the entourage.
"Nervous?" Sam asked as he stood beside Dean, followed by Castiel, who was Dean's second best man.
Sam was Dean's best man. Dean gave him a look and then shook his head. "No."
Suddenly, Dean remembered his argument with Brooke and shook his head once again; he lost control and shouldn't've done that. But, he was happy that he kissed Brooke. He had wanted to do that for quite some time now, and he was leaping with delight deep inside because Brooke kissed him back without hesitation.
Finally, the band started to play Pachelbel's classic, Canon in D, as the parents of the bride and groom strode down the red carpet followed by the rest of the bridal entourage. Brooke prepared herself as the last of the entourage, Jessica and Haley, gracefully walked down the aisle.
This is it, Brooke told herself. She closed her eyes and thought of what her married life with Dean would be like as the pianist started to play Claire de Lune. All eyes were settled on Brooke. As she walked down the beautifully decorated aisle, she fought back the tears that had been meaning to stream down her face. This was it – the point of no return.
Dean took a deep breath for the millionth time. He couldn't help but feel nervous; this was probably the end of his glory days. As he watched Brooke walk down the aisle, he couldn't help but be awed; she looked ethereal in her wedding gown.
When she was only a few steps away from Dean, it was only then when Brooke noticed how charming and gorgeous Dean looked in his two-button peak lapel tuxedo. Well, Dean would look gorgeous even if he had nothing on...
Brooke finally reached the end of the aisle. Dean approached her and linked arms with her. Dean saw the look on Brooke's eyes, and he was sure that she felt the same way as he does. They both turned to face the minister, and then the ceremony started.
Dean didn't pay attention to most of the ceremony. All he knew was one moment he was watching Brooke walk down the aisle and the next, they were already at the part of the vows. He took Brooke's hands and looked straight into her hazel eyes.
"Dean Winchester, do you take Brooke Penelope Davis to be your wedded wife, to live together in marriage? Do you promise to love her, comfort her, honor and keep her; for better for worse, for richer for poorer, in sickness and in health; and forsaking all others, be faithful only to her, so long as you both shall live?"
Dean paused, and out of the corner of her eye, Brooke thought she saw John and Ellen tense up.
Dean looked at Brooke, and then said, "I do." He slipped the slender platinum wedding band on her finger that matched her engagement ring.
"Brooke Penelope Davis, do you take Dean Winchester to be your wedded husband, to live together in marriage? Do you promise to love him, comfort him, honor and keep him; for better for worse, for richer for poorer, in sickness and in health; and forsaking all others, be faithful only to him, so long as you both shall live?"
Everything came rushing into her mind - the night her father told her she was arranged to marry Dean Winchester; their first meeting; her arguments with Dean; his feelings for her…it all seemed like a dream. She took a deep breath and looked at Dean.
"I do," Brooke said as she slipped Dean's wedding band on his finger.
"I now pronounce you husband and wife." The minister smiled and turned to Dean. "You may now kiss your bride."
Dean lifted the veil over and leaned in and kissed her gently. Both of them had kissed each other many times in public, but this kiss wasn't just any kiss; the moment Dean's lips touched Brooke's, the brunette felt a certain spark and again, she felt like there were butterflies in her stoamch. When Dean pulled away, everybody was on their feet clapping and cheering.
While the other guests headed to the reception, the immediate family members of the bride and groom stayed for the picture taking. Brooke stood to the side, next to a very still Dean while their family stood on their respective sides.
Once the photographer was done taking pictures, the two families joined their guests at the reception. Dean and Brooke made it through the meal; they made it through the speeches where John talked about the 'wonderful, beautiful girl Dean had met', and how much 'Dean had grown since he met Brooke'. Haley James-Scott talked about how much Brooke's relationship with Dean surprised her but said it was obvious that they loved each other. Sam made a short speech about how love and marriage never runs smoothly and promised the newly weds that he would do anything for them.
Now it was time for their first dance as man and wife; the bridal waltz.
The lights were slightly dimmed and the guests took their seats and all became silent as Dean ushered Brooke to the dance floor.
"I don't know how to dance," Dean whispered as Brooke turned to face him.
Brooke chuckled; he looked silly. She took his hand. "Your fault; you didn't attend any of our waltz practices."
Dean groaned quietly and gave Brooke a look that said 'save me'.
"Just follow my lead," Brooke whispered with her trademark cheeky smile.
Seal's Kiss from a Rose started to play and Dean and Brooke started to swirl slowly, and Dean got the hang of it immediately. After the first three lines, they danced with coordination.
When the song started, Ellen got nervous because Dean didn't attend any of their waltz sessions. She clutched the wine glass tightly, but when Brooke and Dean swirled and danced, she was relieved. Even if it was just simple waltz, not the one Brooke practiced, they looked like sweet happy newly weds.
"Kiss from a Rose?" Dean suddenly asked when the song hit the chorus. When Brooke turned her head to look at him, he noticed the sudden sparkle that made her eyes more beautiful.
A small smile escaped Brooke's lips. "It's my favorite song. You weren't there when we were supposed to pick a song, and I don't want to play one of your rock songs for our first dance so I took the liberty of choosing this one."
Dean smiled genuinely; Brooke almost felt like Dean's smile could make her faint. "I like this song," he said.
As their first dance slowly came to an end, the guests started clapping and cheering again. Right after their dance, Richard Davis asked his daughter for a dance, and Brooke gladly walked to the dance floor with her father. Richard couldn't help but notice that Brooke looked happy; he somehow expected that Brooke would look miserable during the wedding ceremony because she was only forced to do the arrangement with the Winchesters. But to his delight, Brooke looked genuinely happy, and that was enough for him to feel happy as well. The next one to dance with Brooke was Bobby, who kept telling her that she looked beautiful, followed by John Winchester, Castiel, then by Nathan Scott.
"We missed you," Nathan said with a grin as they danced around. "Haley's been kind of lonely since the..."
Brooke looked down for a moment and then told herself that she shouldn't let anything pull her down tonight. "Lonely, why?"
Nathan shrugged. "Luke's been a mess ever since; he only talked to Haley when she comes up to him. He locks himself in his house most of the time, but he's getting better, I think. And Peyton," Nathan sighed, as if he had just felt a slight headache. "She's acting like nothing happened."
"Wow," Brooke managed to say. She couldn't believe that her best friend could do that to her - get involved with the one she loves and go on as is nothing happened. Was she really that self-centered? "I..."
"Speechless, huh?" Nathan chuckled. "Haley was upset when she noticed that Peyton went on as if nothing bad happened. She wanted to talk to Peyton, but she was too upset to do that. She's actually beyond upset now that Peyton just disappeared."
Brooke was beyond upset as well, but managed to keep herself calm. She looked at Nathan and sighed. "We're beyond repair, I guess," she murmured; she meant their friendship. When they were in high school, they were inseparable, but now look at them.
"We'll make it through." Nathan sounded so sure. "And don't tell Haley that I told you anything. She didn't want to bother you or anything," he said with a wink.
Brooke laughed and nodded. Nathan was about to escort her back to her table when Sam walked right towards her and asked her for a dance. Brooke was getting tired, but since Sam was dear to her, she walked back to the dance floor.
"Didn't think you'd be dancing all night, huh?" Sam said with a supressed laugh.
Brooke laughed and looked around. John and Dean were talking to each other, and not far from Dean's table, Brooke could see Lucas talking to Mouth and Skills. Lucas caught her looking at him, and the two of them stared at each other for a moment.
"Is something wrong?" Sam's voice made Brooke look back at the man she was dancing with.
"Nothing," Brooke said and mustered up a smile. "I'm glad this wedding turned out great. I thought it's going to be a catastrophe."
Sam laughed and then shook his head. "Dean wouldn't let that happen. I talked to him before the ceremony, he said he wasn't planning on leaving you today; he just went out to clear his mind."
"But where did he go?" Brooke asked with concern.
"You should ask him that," Sam replied with a look that gave Brooke the impression that Sam knows where Dean went.
After Brooke's dance with Sam, Ellen beckoned all of them to go back to their tables and announced that Haley was going to perform a song for the newly weds.
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The party started winding down past midnight, and Dean took the opportunity to sneak away with Brooke to the honeymoon suite that was theirs for the night. Dean, who was by now a little tipsy from all the champagne he had drunk, carried Brooke through the door. She rested her head against his chest because she was already dizzy from the champagne she had drunk.
"Didn't expect it to be this good," Dean said as he put Brooke on the bed. "The wedding and all."
Brooke laughed and thought of the same thing. "I thought it was going to be a disaster," she said as she lay down on the bed.
Dean slumped beside her after removing his tuxedo and chuckled. He never thought he'd be very comfortable being a married guy. After all, Brooke was his wife; he loved her and he couldn't think of anyone better that could be his wife. There was one thing that troubled him, though: the arrangement. They only agreed to be married for two years, and if Brooke doesn't fall in love with him, they'll have to get a divorce two years from now.
"What's bothering you?" Brooke's raspy voice echoed through the room.
Dean propped himself up and looked at Brooke, who looked so beautiful in her wedding gown. He pushed his worries aside and grinned at her. "Nothing... it's just... you're darn beautiful."
Brooke blushed and giggled. She knew she was beautiful, but hearing it from Dean made it seem like she was much prettier than she thought she was.
"You won't mind if I do this?" Dean suddenly asked.
Brooke blushed more with the way Dean looked at her. Before she could ask what he was going to do, Dean leaned closer to her and kissed her. When Dean pulled away, a small smile spread across Brooke's face. "No... I don't mind... at all."
She closed in on the small gap between them and kissed him. It all felt surreal to Dean, but he enjoyed it nonetheless. Dean poised himself on top of Brooke as their mouths made wonders. Brooke's hands made their way towards the buttons of Dean's white polo as Dean's lips made its way towards Brooke's shoulders.
They're married! Did you like it? Please review. :)