A/N: Here is the Linctavia wedding! Only two more left to go! This whole chapter is in O's POV, but there is of course Clarke and Lexa in it

It was June 10th. The wedding day. I was up at 6 AM, in my mom's car as she drove me and the girls to get our hair done. We had our nails all done yesterday—sparkly silver for me and sparkly purple for the rest. I was a bundle of nerves.

I'm getting married today.

And I was terrified.

The stylist began teasing my hair right away, twisting it up so it was pinned up in a French twist. My foot was tapping anxiously and Lexa and Mom both gave me encouraging words though you could say they fell on deaf ears. I was too anxious to actually comprehend the words.

"Breathe, Octavia," my mother tried again and I sighed, finally hearing her and nodded. The hair stylist walked away and I waited for the makeup artist to come get me ready. I looked around the room. My mother had her long brown hair in shiny curls, Harper's hair was in a fishtail with a flower clipper, and Raven's hair was loose and straightened with a few small braids keeping hair from falling in her tan face. I turned and looked in the opposite side of the room, were Clarke's long blonde hair was in curls and Lexa's brown curls were straightened and pulled into an intricate braid.

Lexa turned to me. "Remember: breathe. When it comes to the service, don't pay attention to anything or anyone. Don't look at all the guests, don't even look at us in your wedding party if we'll overwhelm you, pay attention to Lincoln."

I nodded, careful not to shake my hair loose. This was going to be a long day. Especially since I was far too nervous to even speak.

"You've got this, O."

….

"Tell us the whole Lincoln and Octavia story," Harper pleaded as we drove to the hall where the wedding and reception was at.

"Yeah, I think Clarke is the only one of us who know the full story!" Raven agreed.

"Seriously?" I squeaked.

"Seriously," Lexa repeated.

"I hate you guys."

They all just chuckled but waited for me to tell the story of my love.

"Okay, okay. Fine." I closed my eyes, thinking to the day I met Lincoln and our journey after that. "I met him the day you came to the ground, Raven. Bellamy had snuck off to your pod to trash the radio like an ass, and I followed him and I got lost when he sent me home. I had tripped on a rock and fell down a steep hill. That was morning. When I woke up that night, Lincoln was there. He carried me to his cave and mended to my wounds. When I escaped, he saved me again from getting speared. And when he brought me to his cave he chained me up. Little did I know he was going to get Bellamy. And my idiot brother brought him to the dropship to torture information out of him."

"I remember that," Clarke said softly. "When Finn got poisoned, you cut your own arm with the poison laced knife because you trusted that he wouldn't let you die."

"And he didn't. I had to sneak up to see him because Bellamy and Miller wouldn't let me near him. And then I set him free and visited him every day after. He would leave a trail of flowers for me to follow to find him. And he trained me to fight, to defend myself."

"That is so romantic," Harper gushed.

"Finn followed me one day and caught us. Set up a meeting at the bridge that went awry. He just wanted peace. And when the hemorrhagic fever came, you, Clarke, sent me for the antidote and he asked me to run away with him to Luna's clan by the sea. I agreed but when Bellamy got sick…I couldn't leave him. But Lincoln never left, he couldn't leave me to die. So he gave Finn his sword for me. and when I got hit by a poisoned arrow during the war, he came back from me and was taking me to sea; that's when he found out the arrow was poison and brought me back to his village, where he was a natrona. He was willing to sacrifice his life so I would be cured.

When Nyko gave me to medicine instead of Lincoln and he admitted Lincoln was caught, I kinda ended up taking Nyk as my hostage and led him to the village. That's where I met Indra. 'Ai laik Oktevia kom Skaikru, and you have something I want.' Right when I got him back, Reapers took him. Turned him into one."

"My mom turned him back," Clarke whispered.

"She did. He brought Bellamy to Mount Weather and they got to him. I found him a second time right before the missile hit."

"He helped us save those being pinned down by the sniper." This time it was Lexa that recalled a memory.

"He turned his back on his people to try to save me at the mountain. He lived in Arcadia. Then Pike came into power. Lincoln almost died, we barely stopped his execution. But we did. And those long months of the radiation, he was here. And then we came into this world."

"Now that's a beautiful love story. Almost makes me sick," Raven laughed.

We all laughed at that. And we pulled into the lot of the hall and my butterflies were back. Lexa steered me put of the car and into the building, to the room where us girls would be getting ready. "I'm going to be sick." Lexa rubbed my back soothingly, telling me to focus on my breathing. "Deep breath in, deep breath out. Breathe with me, O."

"Mom? What time is it?"

She looked at her watch. "It's eleven. The wedding starts at one."

…

"I can't do this."

I actually tried to take off but Lexa literally held me down. "No. I'm not letting you be a runaway bride."

"You're a lot stronger than you look," I growled at the brunette pinning me to my chair.

"There's an hour until the wedding. You need to get into your dress, O."

"Yes, you do." My mother walked over to us, nodding to Lexa to let me go. She reached out a hand and I took it after a long moment. She pulled me up, putting a hand on each shoulder. "Remember what I told you when you were just a child, Octavia?"

I closed my eyes, nodding. "That fear is a demon. To close my eyes and tell myself 'I'm not afraid.'"

She smiled at me. "Good girl. Remember that. When you get overwhelmed, just close your eyes and tell yourself that you aren't afraid. Keep your eyes on Lincoln and only Lincoln if you must, honey."

I nodded, drawing in a deep breath. "Okay."

She passed me to Lexa who led me into the massive changing room to help me into the wedding gown.

"You can do this, O. You bought and opened your own café, you cater to major events like the town's winter ball, you can surely get married to the love of your life. It seems scary, but after today you'll be married."

"Thank you, Lexa." I really don't know where I'd be without this girl. She was my best friend. I had good friends before, but I never knew what a best friend was like until this world, until Lexa. To have a friend that I'd do anything for, who I could be myself around, who I knew like the back of my hand and she knew me as well. A friend I could tell anything to and she'd listen to and then say exactly what I needed to hear. That's what a best friend was. I have that in Lincoln, too, as Lexa has that in Clarke. But it's nice, having someone like that who isn't a romantic interest, who's just a best friend.

Lexa helped me into her dress and, because we didn't really acre so much about modesty today, she changed into her maid of honor dress. She led me out of the room and I saw that my mother and Harper were dressed and in the room, Clarke and Raven nowhere to be seen but probably in the bathroom getting dressed.

"You look so beautiful, Octavia." Mom walked over to me, looking my dress over. She was teary-eyed as she wrapped her arms around me.

"Don't smudge the make-up," Lexa joked but her voice was strained too as she was trying not to cry as well.

"Damn," Clarke said as she walked out if the bathroom in her dress. "Octavia, you have got to be the most beautiful bride in existence—until our wedding, of course—and Lexa, you've got to be the most gorgeous maid of honor."

"Watch—O will somehow find a way to be the most gorgeous maid of honor when it comes to our wedding."

"And all the dudes bailed," Clarke laughed and we all joined in.

"Not Bellamy and Roan!" Lexa laughed. "Then again, Bellamy is loyal as fuck and Roan thinks I'm the best thing ever."

"We need to set him up with someone," Octavia laughed.

"Please. I'm tired of him flirting with Lexa. I mean, me and Lexa are engaged."

"And I'm never going to be with anyone besides you," Lexa promised.

….

"Oh, God. I'm going to be sick," I whined. Fifteen minutes. Twenty minutes until the wedding. Bellamy walked over to us, a big grin on his face.

"All the guests have arrived, or at least I think all. Lincoln is ready. Calm as can be. But you look like you're going to play runaway bride any second, O."

"She's already tried—I wouldn't let her," Lexa informed him and he chuckled, unsurprised.

My mother was going to be walking me down the aisle. The grooms and bridesmaids would be side by side. Bellamy would be walking with Lexa as he was the head groom and she was the maid of honor. Monty was walking with Harper, Roan with Clarke, with Raven walking with one of his co-workers and good friend, Miquel.

All too soon, the wedding march sounded.

Side by side, they began walking down the aisle. I almost balked. Almost.

Keep your eyes on Lincoln.

And that's what I did. My eyes found his and he held my gaze. And I barely noticed all the people on both sides of me. All I paid attention to was the wonderful man who I was about to call my husband. When we reached the front, my mother, teary-eyed, passed me to Lincoln and he took my hands in his own.

"So beautiful," he said quietly, only for my ears.

"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to join this man and woman in holy matrimony," the pastor began, giving Lincoln and I a smile.

"Lincoln of Trikru, do you take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife, to live together in holy matrimony, to love her, to honor her, to comfort her, and to keep her in sickness and in health, forsaking all others, for as long as you both shall live?"

His loving brown eyes met mine. "I do."

"And do you, Octavia Blake, take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband, to live together in holy matrimony, to love him, to honor him, to comfort him, and to keep him in sickness and in health, forsaking all others, for as long as you both shall live?"

I smiled at him and I could feel the water building up in my eyes. "I do."

We had both said that we would not say "til death do we part" since, like Clarke and Lexa believed, that death would not be the end of us.

"I, Lincoln of Trikru, take you, Octavia Blake, to be my wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, as long as we both shall live."

I had to work to keep my voice strong. "I, Octavia Blake, take you, Lincoln of Trikru, to be my husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, as long as we both shall live."

Lincoln took the ring that was handed to him by Bellamy, and slid it onto my finger. "I give you this ring as a token and pledge of our constant faith and abiding love."

Sniffling, I took the ring handed to me by Lexa, and repeated Lincoln's words to me.

The pastor gave us both a happy smile. "By virtue of the authority vested in me under the laws of the State of New York, I now pronounce you husband and wife." She turned to a beaming Lincoln. "You may now kiss the bride."

Lincoln pressed his lips to mine and I didn't even bother to stop the tears from flowing. Cheers erupted all around us and I laughed, resting my head on his strong shoulder.

We did it.

….

I couldn't be happier. We were officially married. My mother held me and cried. As did Bellamy. But it was happy tears. Bellamy got choked up during his toast to us and Lexa took the best friend role seriously and made everyone laugh at stories about me—and thankfully she didn't say anything embarrassing about me!

It was now time for the first dance. I was nervous, but the second Lincoln led me to the dance floor, his warm hand in mine, his brown eyes staring into mine, all the fear slipped away.

The day we met, frozen I held my breath

Right from the start, I knew I found a home for my heart

Beats fast, colors and promises

How to be brave! How can I love when I'm afraid to fall?

But watching you stand alone

All of my doubt suddenly goes away somehow

One step closer…

I have died everyday waiting for you

Darling, don't be afraid

I have loved you for a thousand years

I'll love you for a thousand more.

Applaud followed the dance and Lincoln and I didn't leave the dance floor. Others filled the rest of the space, dancing the night away. Bellamy and Raven. Monty and Harper. Murphy and Emori. Clarke and Lexa.

But the only thing I cared about, was that it was Lincoln and I, together until the end of time.