AN: The chapter we've all been waiting for is here! That's right folks, the wedding!

"You're so beautiful, Oh Elizabeth!" Abigail cried as she finished pinning the veil in place. "I can't believe that you're going to be moving out! The house will seem so empty without you here!"

"Don't worry Abigail. I'm never far from here. A ten minute walk, if that, will get me here." Elizabeth laughed. "But I will miss being able to talk to you any time of the day or night, and all of the delicious food."

"Well, you're only a ten minute walk from my door. I expect we still have quite a few talks ahead of us." Abigail smiled. Elizabeth turned to face her friend, but before she could say a word, her small room was flooded with people.

"Miss Thatcher, Miss Thatcher! Oh, I just love my new dress- oh but you look so beautiful! But you always look so beautiful!" Emily cried, and flung her arms around her beloved teacher. Elizabeth embraced her too, and kissed her hair- today her hair was braided in a crown around her head, instead of down in two braids as it usually was.

"Oh my baby! You're absolutely stunning! And this dress….A local woman made it? My goodness, she should be sewing for a shop in a big city!" Her mother cried as she beheld her little girl. "And as for tonight, don't worry my dear, I'm sure that Jack will be gentle with you, he's such a kind man, I'm sure that it won't hurt too badly-"

"What won't hurt?" Emily asked, lifting her head from her teacher's knee. Elizabeth went wide eyed, and stared at Abigail for help.

"Oh, Emily honey, Mountie Jack isn't a very good dancer. Miss Thatcher is afraid he's going to step on her foot." Abigail said. Emily nodded, as the explanation seemed sound enough. Gabe had stepped on her foot a few times when she had made him dance with her. It did hurt.

"Abigail,We actually have a surprise for you." Elizabeth said, and motioned for Viola to come forward. "You see, I got your measurements from Clara, and I sent them to Viola in Hamilton-"

"And I bought you this dress. To thank you for all you've done for my sister." Viola said, and handed the box to the very surprised woman.

"Oh, that's very kind, but you didn't have to do that! Having Elizabeth here with me has always been such a joy!"

"But we wanted to do it for you." Grace Thatcher insisted.

"And it's purple. So it compliments your skintone." Viola said, her eyes flickering to her own purple dress.

"And now my bridesmaids will match!" Elizabeth laughed.

"Well, I may have planned that part." Viola said with a smile. "Elizabeth told me that the only decorations she was having were made of purple and white ribbons and crepe paper, and that her flower girl's dress would be purple...I just thought it might be nice to bring the color in."

"That was very kind of you. Thank you. I'm honored." Abigail smiled.

"I can help you get it on." Elizabeth said as she rose from her seat.

"No, I couldn't make you help me dress, not on your wedding day! I'm sure that Clara will be more than happy to help." And Abigail disappeared out the door.

"I'm so happy that you're marrying mountie Jack, Miss Thatcher." Emily said as Elizabeth resumed her seat, and began fussing with her simple pearl earrings. "I hope you two have a baby soon, so that I can play with it."

"Well Emily, we'll just have to wait and see." Elizabeth said, trying to keep calm. "How much time do we have until we have to leave?"

"About ten minutes." Viola replied, and stepped forward to take her sister's hands. "Stop fidgeting Beth. You look lovely."

"I'm so excited, Viola. But I'm nervous too. But mostly, I cannot wait to see Jack." Elizabeth sighed. She hadn't seen him since dinner the day before, as her mother had insisted that he was absolutely not allowed to see the bride the night before the wedding. So they had shared one chaste kiss, and quiet I love you's and had parted mostly without complaint.

"I'm sure that Jack is excited to see you as well. The way he looks at you...It's so intense Beth. It's like he loves you more than he loves his own life." Viola said. Elizabeth bit her lip to keep from grinning too broadly. She knew that Viola was exactly right. Jack had, on more than one occasion, risked his very life for her. And she only loved him more for it.

"Well, what do you think?" Abigail asked, entering the room in a beautifully classic purple dress. It was elegant, but understated, with long sleeves, and a high neckline, with lace detailing and pearlescent buttons.

"Wow, Mrs. Stanton. You sure do look pretty!" Emily grinned.

"You really do Abigail! Oh my goodness. That dress suits you so well." Elizabeth gasped. "I should have had you dress in rags. Now you're going to steal everyone's attention from me and Jack." Elizabeth grinned, and her friend clicked her tongue and rolled her eyes.

"Now who's being silly?" Abigail laughed. "Well, it's just about time. Everything is ready downstairs, everyone is gathered at the church."

"Is Jack there already?" Elizabeth asked.

"I saw him pass by with Lee about twenty minutes ago." Abigail grinned. "I imagine he was anxious to be early. So yes, everyone's at the church. Except for us. Are you ready to go, Miss Thatcher?"

"That's not going to be my name anymore, in just a few minutes!" Elizabeth laughed nervously. "Yes, I'm ready. I've never felt so ready for anything in my entire life."

"Then by all means, let's go!"

…..

Jack wore his blue suit, as Elizabeth had requested. It was the same one he had worn when he had proposed, and therefore, it held many fond memories for her. He had even donned a purple tie that Elizabeth had purchased just for the occasion. He had thought it was a bit...much. But it had made her so happy. Now standing at the front of the church talking to Lee and Gabe, he didn't care what the color of his tie was, who was sitting in the church, what the weather outside was, or anything of that nature.

"Jack, are you ready?" Lee asked, having gotten a signal from Rosemary at the door.

"Yes." Jack nodded, and straightened out his suit. "Absolutely." Lee patted him on the back, and Jack got in place.

"Constable Thornton." Pastor Frank grinned at him.

"Pastor Frank. Thank you for being here today."

"Wouldn't miss it." Pastor Frank assured him, and clapped his friends shoulder. The people took seats, and Mrs. Thatcher hurried in and took a seat in the front row. Lee took his place beside Jack, and Gabe took his place beside him. Rosemary turned on the victrola, and Viola walked down the aisle, holding a small bouquet of dried flowers. Abigail was next, holding a similar bouquet. She grinned at Jack, who grinned right back. Emily came next, grinning so proudly, and dropping dried rose petals on the ground. When she reached the front of the church, she embraced Mountie Jack, and stood on her toes to try to whisper in his ear. Jack leaned down towards her, and she kissed him on the cheek.

"I'm so happy for you, Mountie Jack!" Emily grinned, and went to take her seat next to her mother. Jack smiled, and straightened up. As he did, he saw Mr. Thatcher first, and then his eyes locked on Elizabeth. He had never seen anyone look so beautiful as she did.

Elizabeth looked to Jack, and any nerves she had been feeling melted away. He was smiling, and he looked so handsome, more handsome than she had ever seen him before. And she knew, beyond a shadow of a doubt that she was making the right choice. When they finally reached the end of the aisle, her father kissed her on the cheek, and asked her if she was sure.

"Absolutely, daddy." Elizabeth grinned, and her father nodded and gave her a smile that was somewhere between a mixture of joyus, and sorrowful. He reluctantly placed his little princess's hand in Jack's.

"Take good care of her, Thornton."

"Of course Mr. Thatcher." Jack nodded, but he never took his eyes off of Elizabeth. She felt herself flush under his intense gaze, but she felt more secure than ever with her small hand resting in his large, well worked hand. The words of the ceremony seemed to be a blur to both of them, who repeated the words when necessary, and stared at each other the rest of the time. Their eyes shone with absolute devotion, clearly seen by everyone in the church. Elizabeth's felt her heart swell as she heard Jack say "I do.". When her turn came, she said the words softly, and blinked away the tears that pooled in the corners of her eyes.

"I now pronounce you husband, and wife. Jack, you may kiss your bride." Pastor Frank said, and he didn't have to ask twice. Jack placed both of his hands on the sides of her face, and leaned his face towards hers.

"I love you, Mrs. Thornton." He said, resting his nose before against hers briefly.

"And I love you, Constable." Elizabeth grinned at him, and he finally pressed his lips against hers.

AN: There was the wedding! There will be another chapter coming soon! Much love to all of my readers!