Disclaimer: I do not own the characters within this story. All rights and much respect go to Crown Media, Hallmark, Brian Bird, Michael Landon, Jr., the actors, creators, and writers of the show "When Calls the Heart." Any real people or places noted in the chapter are just there for storyline purposes.
Chapter 28- Calling All Ministers
Friday finally arrived. Elizabeth was up early, dressed and ready to hit the ground running, hoping to get her desk cleared before she left for a much anticipated two week vacation. Passing by the guest bedroom and assuming that Jack was still asleep she slipped a note under his door on her way downstairs.
She walked into the kitchen and found him standing at the door waiting to turn Lizzie back inside.
"Oh, good morning. I thought you were still in bed," her voice was soft, hoping not to startle him.
He turned to face her, smiled, but looked tired, "I couldn't sleep," he mumbled as he turned back toward the door.
"Are you okay?" she asked. Receiving no response she asked again, "Jack, are you okay?"
He closed the door after letting Lizzie inside, "I'm fine, nothing to worry about."
Elizabeth approached, took his hand and led him to the sofa. "When I'm upset you don't let it slide, so please tell me what's wrong?"
"Really, it's nothing."
"Jack Thornton, I don't believe that. What's wrong?"
"My vows; I haven't finished my vows yet and I'm getting nervous."
She smiled, "Jack it will be fine. Close your eyes, take a deep breath and the words will come."
"I'm just worried that what I say will come across stupid, and I don't want to embarrass you. I love you so much, Elizabeth."
"How about this; we will work on our vows and if you aren't happy with yours we don't have to use them, okay?"
She continued, "Besides, I haven't even started on mine. I may be the one to embarrass you."
"Never; you have a gift for words. I just know how I feel, but I'm afraid that I can't put it into words," he stated as he wrapped his arm around her shoulders and pulled her against him. "One and a half days…"
Elizabeth's lips met his bare chest, "Any clue to our honeymoon?"
He laughed softly, "It will be everything you've dreamed of, both in and out of the bedroom."
Elizabeth pushed against his chest, "Jack Thornton, is that all you can think about? Maybe that's why you can't get your vows written."
Jack's hand slipped behind her head as he pulled her closer. Their lips met and she tasted a hint of the French vanilla creamer he'd used in his earlier cup of coffee.
"Mmm, if you don't stop, all I'll be thinking about is the honeymoon and I'll never get my vows written either," she stated as she hesitantly stood from the sofa, grabbed her purse and started for the door.
Only a few strides away she turned back to face him, "Oh, who am I kidding…all I can think about is the honeymoon!"
As the front door opened she turned back to face him, "Don't forget the rings, and your clothes from "The Men's Shop." I ordered them, but since we were rushed I guess your brother can just wear jeans and a shirt."
Jack snickered as he glanced down at Lizzie, "She is going to be so surprised…" he took a deep breath, "I hope it's a pleasant one."
Elizabeth arrived at work earlier than normal, and by 10am, her files were completed, office was clean, and she was sitting at her desk looking at her list, making certain that everything was done.
Family- they have to come
Friends-beg them to come
Strip of sand-Public beach
Bouquet
Realizing that her list was quite short, she was both happy and sad. Obviously the elaborate wedding of her childhood dreams was cast aside due to time constraints, forcing her to focus on those things most important. However, she took a deep cleansing breath and smiled, thankful that in a little more than 24 hours, she would be marrying the man of her dreams, which was truly the most important thing.
With all of the arrangements that were completed and the excitement that lay ahead, she couldn't help but to be a bit disappointed that Mookie and Rosa were unable to attend, especially since they were the main reason that she had given Jack a chance. Elizabeth was certain that they would be there in spirit.
Elizabeth glanced down her very short list and realized that Charlotte was scheduled to pick up the bouquets and boutonnieres this afternoon. She smiled in anticipation of how they turned out.
Jack pulled into the shopping mall parking lot and went inside the pet store for Lizzie's food and some treats. While standing in the checkout line he saw a new bed, and grabbed it feeling as though she needed a present. After all she was soon going to be his dog too.
On his way back outside, he passed a kiosk, and an item which quickly caught his eye. He walked about ten steps away, but turned back around and returned to the counter. The purchase was made and while he waited for the specialty engraving to be complete, he sat on a bench and drank a cup of coffee.
He loaded the items in the trunk of his car before driving over to the jewelry store. As the bell above the door dinged to signify his arrival, the clerk called out, "Hello sir, may I help you?"
"Yes, my name is Jack Thornton, and I'm picking up two wedding bands."
"Oh, yes sir; just a minute," she stated as she stepped into the back room leaving Jack to peruse the jewelry counters.
"Here you are," she stated as he walked to the desk and signed for the wedding ring purchase.
"May I see something in the case over here?" he asked as he started back to the case by the door.
He waited as the clerk made her way behind the counter.
She pulled out her keys, "What would you like to see?" she asked.
"That right there…" he pointed to an item that easily caught his eye.
Feeling quite excited at the possibility of making a very large sale she pulled the item from the case. "This is 18k yellow gold, and the diamonds are 2 carat total weight." She swallowed hard before continuing, "It is $2730.00."
"Can I buy it and take it with me?" he asked.
"Uh, well yes, of course you can."
"I already picked up this and this," he pointed to two other items in the case, "Will this go with them?"
"Absolutely; your lady is very lucky…"
Jack blushed, "I don't know about that. I feel like the lucky one."
"Do you need to see anything else?"
"No, I'll take this. Do you have a nice box for it?" he asked as he pulled his wallet from his back pocket and retrieved his American Express card.
"Yes, we have a beautiful blue velvet box, just like the ones for the rings, only bigger," she smiled, realizing that this was the largest sale she had ever secured.
She ran the credit card, excited for the sale, but somewhat surprised that it was approved.
He left the jewelry store and headed to "The Men's Shop" to pick up trousers and shirts for himself, and his brother. While there, Jack called Mookie, "Hey, I know things have been a bit rushed with this wedding, and I forgot to ask you before, but will you be my groomsman? Elizabeth doesn't even know that you two are coming. She's going to be so happy."
"WOW Jack, I'd be honored," Mookie replied. "You have no idea how hard it's been keeping Rosa from calling Elizabeth."
Jack informed him, "Okay, I need your shirt and trouser sizes; I'm at the shop now. Oh, and since it's on the beach I need your shoe size for flip-flops."
After getting his clothes, finding Tom's and Mookie's shirts that were close to the color of his, he found them pants, and flip flops for each of them.
"I'm surprised that at this time of year you have flip flops," Jack commented to the sales clerk.
"Oh, these are really just used for beach weddings, so we try to keep them in. But now that you mention it, isn't it kinda cold to be getting married on the beach?"
"Not in Southern California it isn't," Jack replied.
"Oh WOW, sounds great…well, everything except the marriage part. I guess she hooked you, huh?" the clerk joked as he rang up Jack's purchase.
"Actually I pushed her to get married," Jack stated as he looked down at the teal shirts, knowing that at least part of what she'd dreamed of would be a reality.
"I sell the clothes, but I'm fighting tooth and nail to keep from making that walk down the aisle," the clerk joked.
"You have time, but when the right one comes along, you'll know," Jack commented as he again handed over his American Express card for the purchase.
As Jack walked out the door the clerk yelled out, "Hey, good luck with everything…"
"Thank you, but I don't need luck; I have Elizabeth…" Jack smiled as he walked out to his car with a noticeable spring in his step.
As Jack pulled into Elizabeth's driveway he observed Brenda walking outside to retrieve her mail. He waved and motioned for her to come over.
"Hey Jack, are you getting nervous?"
"Nope, I would have married her before now. Tomorrow can't get here soon enough for me," he stated as he stepped to the trunk and pulled Lizzie's dog food, treats and new bed from his car. "I'll put this inside. I wanted to thank you for watching over Lizzie like you do. I know how comfortable Elizabeth feels when she leaves her in your care."
"WOW, Lizzie is making out in this deal too. She'll love the bed…oh, and the treats, she loves treats."
"I'm still trying to win her over," Jack stated as Brenda grabbed several of the bags and followed him to the door.
As the door opened, Lizzie came running, jumping at Jack's feet. "I don't think you have to win her over; I think you've already won…" Brenda giggled.
"Well, I'm sorry that I can't be at the wedding, but my parents are having a 35th wedding anniversary party tomorrow night that I can't miss. When will you be back?" Brenda inquired.
"Well, she's got two weeks off so I'm taking her away, but we'll be back a week from next Monday. Is that okay?"
"Absolutely; I'm so happy for her. You two are perfect for each other."
"Oh, what's the name of Lizzie's vet?" Jack asked.
"Southampton Vet Clinic…"
"Okay, well if you have any issues with Lizzie while we're gone, please just take her to the vet and I'll make arrangements with them to cover the bill."
"No problem; I'm sure she'll be fine," Brenda stated as she draped the bags across the back of the den chair."
"Can I ask you something?"
"Sure Jack, what is it?"
"Just a second; I'll be right back," he stated as he ran upstairs. A few minutes later he ran back down the stairs with two boxes. He pulled the third jewelry box from its bag, opened them and sat them on the table. Nervously he asked, "Do you think she'll like these?"
Brenda's breath caught in her throat. Never before had she seen a collection of diamonds like this in one place. "Jack, they are breathtaking, and truly I mean breathtaking. She will love them…each of them," she stated before saying goodbye and heading to her own home.
Jack closed each box, placed them in the jewelry bag, ran upstairs and packed it away in his suitcase. He sat on the side of his bed before making a phone call…
"Southampton Vet Clinic, Denise speaking; how may I help you?"
"Hi, my name is Jack Thornton and my fiancée, Elizabeth Thatcher, brings her dog there."
"Oh yes sir, is Lizzie okay?"
"She's fine, but we're getting married tomorrow in Santa Monica, California and will be gone for about ten days…"
"Do you need boarding?"
"Oh no, Elizabeth's next door neighbor is taking care of her, but I wanted to give you my credit card information in case anything happens and she needs vet care while we're gone."
"Oh, that isn't necessary. You can settle up when you get back if necessary."
"Okay, if you're sure. I just want to make sure that Lizzie has whatever she may need."
"Not a problem at all. We love Lizzie and Elizabeth."
"So do I," Jack smiled releasing a breath that resembled a soft laugh.
"Mr. Thornton, may I ask you something?"
"Sure…"
"Do you play for the New York Mets?"
"No…"
"Oh, okay; my boyfriend talks non-stop about Jack Thornton and what a great player he is."
"Well, tell your boyfriend thank you very much. I no longer play for the Mets. I'll be in a Dodger's uniform next season."
"Oh WOW, I sure will. He'll be excited to know that."
With Lizzie, the jewelry and clothing taken care of, Jack pulled a paper from his suitcase, checked his watch and made a call to the west coast.
"Hey Marley; this is Jack Thornton."
"Oh Jack; please don't tell me you are calling to cancel…"
"WHAT? Absolutely not. We are flying out of Baltimore around 3 this afternoon. However, I want this to be a surprise for Elizabeth, so is everything done on your end?"
"Yes, we will set up not far from the pier; everything is ready. Trust me, when she pulls up, I'm sure that she is going to be ecstatic."
"I can't thank you enough for everything you've done. I will make it well worth your while."
"Oh, one last thing…what is your 'couple song'?"
"Couple song?"
"Yes, the song that speaks to you about her and her about you…your 'couple song.'"
"Hmm, so many go through my head. Can I let you know?"
"Sure; I'll see you tomorrow."
"Bye, and thanks again."
"You're welcome Jack."
That call ended and he quickly made another one.
"Hey sweetheart; I'm almost done here. I'll be home soon, but I have to stop off and get Lizzie's food. Do you need anything while I'm out?" Elizabeth asked.
"I already picked it up. Oh, and I got her a new bed and some treats too."
"That was so sweet of you. Thank you for thinking of her."
"Well, after tomorrow, she'll be my dog too."
"I love you, Jack."
"I love you too."
"Okay, I still need to make one stop before I come home, but my bag is packed. Oh wait, I don't know about the honeymoon. What do I pack for that?"
"Pack for cold and hot, and then you'll cover everything."
"Still no hint?"
"Nope, but I guarantee that it will be perfect."
"We could camp out in the woods in the dead of winter and it would still be perfect because we're together."
"How did you guess?"
"Excuse me? Oh wait...Jack are we really staying in a tent?"
"I thought you said it would be perfect because we would be together."
"Well, yes…being with you anywhere would be perfect…but in the cold?"
"I'll keep you warm."
"I'm counting on that."
"Trust me, it will be wonderful."
"I do trust you."
"Hurry home; I can't wait to see you."
"I'm walking out now, I'll be home soon."
Elizabeth ran into the mall; she stopped off at a jewelry store before hitting the kiosk near the food court where she picked up gifts for her sisters, Jack and their honeymoon, stopping on her way out when something for her and Jack caught her eye. With several gift bags in her hands she ran back out to her car and headed home.
Elizabeth walked into the house at 1:45pm and was immediately greeted by Jack and Lizzie, each one wanting her attention and kisses.
She sat her gift bags down in the entryway as Jack, eager to see her, backed her against the door with his body pressed tightly against hers. Their lips met. Feeling much like an excited military homecoming, she was certain that he was pulling every bit of breath from her body, but until that moment she had never considered how over rated breathing was. Having been out in the wind, her lips were initially cold but warmed immediately upon his touch.
As he held her, she glanced into the den and saw all of their suitcases ready to go. "You didn't peek at my wedding night wear, did you?"
"Of course not, but I do have to say that the anticipation is killing me."
Elizabeth showed Jack the gifts she'd picked up for her sisters, but suddenly looked horrified.
"What's wrong honey?"
"Jack, I didn't get anything for your brother, and I feel bad that you only have a Best Man, and no Groomsmen. You know this isn't just my wedding, so I'm sorry that there's probably things you wanted but we couldn't do."
"You're going to be there, and truly that's all I need. Besides, this is what I got for Tom. It's practical and he'll love it," Jack assured her as he kept the information about Mookie and Rosa's attendance a secret.
"Do you want to take my car or yours?" she asked.
"Neither…"
"What? How are we getting to the airport?"
"Your chariot awaits," Jack replied as he opened the front door to reveal a limo sitting in front of her townhouse.
"Jack Thornton, you're spoiling me."
"I just want you to have some of the things you'd enjoy if your wedding was here and you had time to plan."
"Jack Thornton…" she whispered with bright eyes and a broad smile.
At 2:45pm, they pulled out onto the tarmac and up to the awaiting Gulfstream jet. Standing outside the plane she observed her parents, Mrs. Bunch, Jessi Stillwell, her fiancé, Annie Greene, Sarah Foster, their husbands, and…
"Rosa…" Elizabeth squealed as the door flew open before the chauffer even exited the vehicle. Elizabeth ran to her dear friend, "I didn't think you were coming."
"We couldn't get a flight out so we weren't planning to come. Well, that is until Jack called and told us that he had this plane and room for us. I'm so excited for you, Elizabeth," Rosa barely finished before both women were wrapped in an embrace.
The crew loaded the luggage onto the plane as all of the passengers boarded and took a seat. While preparing for takeoff, the flight attendant brought everyone a glass of champagne and a toast to Jack and Elizabeth was given by her father…
"Jack it's evident that you have stolen my daughter's heart. I have never seen her so happy, and her mother and I would like to thank you for putting that beautiful smile on her face.
Jack…Elizabeth, may your love do nothing but grow through the years; but my words of advice are to never go to sleep angry; may you be considerate of each other's feelings, and let compromise become your friend. Oh, and grandchildren would be appreciated…To Jack and Elizabeth…"
Everyone clanked their glasses together taking a sip as the engines revved and the flight attendant asked that they all return to their seats.
Jack held Elizabeth's hand as the jet raced down the runway toward takeoff. She could feel the very moment when the jet's wheels left the ground and he pulled her close knowing that she didn't feel comfortable until they leveled off in the air.
As the jet reached level flying altitude, Elizabeth relaxed and rested her head on Jack's shoulder.
"Honey," Jack whispered, "Do we have a song?"
"Huh?"
"You know; that song that makes you think of me, and me think of you? Do we have one?"
"Jack what song makes you think of me?"
"So many, I just thought maybe we'd have one song we could agree on…"
"I Don't Want to Miss a Thing…" she offered.
"I don't either," he whispered.
"You don't either what? She asked.
"I don't want to miss a thing."
"No Jack, that's a song."
"What's a song?"
"I Don't Want to Miss a Thing is a song by Aerosmith, how's that one?" she asked.
Being an older song Jack thought for a moment. "Sorry, I can't place that one."
Elizabeth leaned over and softly sang…
I could stay awake just to hear you breathing
Watch you smile while you are sleeping
While you're far away dreaming
I could spend my life in this sweet surrender
I could stay lost in this moment forever
Every moment spent with you is a moment I treasure
Don't want to close my eyes
I don't want to fall asleep
'Cause I'd miss you baby
And I don't want to miss a thing
'Cause even when I dream of you
The sweetest dream will never do
I'd still miss you baby
And I don't want to miss a thing
"That's it," Jack agreed, as he closed his eyes feeling the warmth of her breath on his skin as she sang.
With conversations running rampant throughout the cabin, Jack pulled her closer until their lips met. "I've wanted to do that all day."
"Well, you know what? I've wanted you to do that all day. I love you, Jack…"
He pulled her upper body into his chest, and although they were halfway across the country, they both felt at home.
They held hands throughout most of the flight only separating when Rosa asked to talk with Elizabeth, and Jack left to spend time with Mookie.
"I am so happy that you two could come. I know it was last minute, but…"
"You are happy, aren't you?"
"Rosa, I want to thank you for giving me the push I needed to let Jack in," she stated as she glanced to the seats across the aisle and observed Jack and Mookie talking baseball. Elizabeth smiled broadly as her attention remained with Jack.
"Hey…hey, Elizabeth, tell me about your wedding. I'll bet it will be beautiful."
It was the only time since Rosa had seen Elizabeth again that her smile seemed to wane.
"What's wrong?" Rosa asked.
"It's nothing, but the wedding is going to be very simple. I mean, I have a dress and my sisters have dresses, but there is just going to be us and maybe some of Jack's friends on the beach; very plain; very simple, but nonetheless perfect," Elizabeth quietly explained, almost as if she didn't want Jack to hear and feel somewhat responsible.
"Well, the only thing that matters is that at the end of the day, you two are married," Rosa stated as she took Elizabeth's hand in hers and gave it a slight squeeze.
The smile returned to Elizabeth's face, "I love him, Rosa. I don't know how it happened. I don't even want to imagine what would have happened if we hadn't met, or if I had continued to be pigheaded and not given him a chance. I would have regretted that, I'm sure of it," she stated as she wiped a few tears that fell from her eyes.
Her action caught Jack's attention as he excused himself and squatted down beside Elizabeth, "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine honey; just girl talk…" her broad smile quickly eased his mind.
It was a nonstop flight, but with the three hour time change it was still dark when the plane touched down at LAX at 6:00pm. Casa Del Mar sent two limos to pick everyone up and transport them back to the hotel.
By 7:00 everyone was in their respective rooms, and although the flight attendant served "munchies," the guests were starving. Arrangements were made to eat at the hotel restaurant, an undertaking which had the facility closing off one room for the impromptu party. In addition to those who flew out on the jet, Jack's brother, Tom, his mother, Charlotte, Elizabeth's sisters, Julie and Viola, their husbands and children all gathered for dinner and an opportunity to wish Jack and Elizabeth their best.
Tom's wife and son, Faith and Henry, tired following the long drive, ordered room service and chose to stay in for the evening.
"Hey, can we go have a drink and talk?" Tom asked.
Jack didn't want to leave Elizabeth, but she assured him that she needed to spend time with her sisters as well.
Tom and Jack slipped into the bar for a drink and a much needed talk.
"It's great to see you Tom. How have you been? How are Faith and Henry, and why aren't they here?"
"They're here, but it was a long drive from San Francisco, so she stayed in the room with Henry. You'll see them tomorrow."
"Great I'll bet Henry has grown so much since I last…"
"Jack, cut the small talk; I want to talk about you…what are you doing?"
"What do you mean?"
"I hear nothing from you, then an urgent call for me to be here for your wedding. Really, a wedding? Is she pregnant?"
Jack's heart sank and he didn't know whether to be angry or understanding of the apparent concern that Tom was displaying. He chose anger, "How dare you assume that the only reason I would marry Elizabeth was because she was pregnant."
"So she is…"
"No, she is not. For your information, we haven't slept together," he stated as the words slipped out before thinking them through."
"Jack, you have dated some of the most beautiful women in the world and you have never come close to marriage. Now, you meet this woman who plays a little hard to get, and this is the only way you can get her? Is she really worth it? I mean maybe she just wants to marry a famous baseball player…"
Jack sat his drink down on the table, looked Tom square in the eyes and said, "I don't expect you to understand how I feel, but I fell in love with Elizabeth I think the moment I laid eyes on her. For your information…oh you know I'm not even going to bother. What matters is that I love her; I've never felt like this for any other woman, and if you can't understand…"
"Whoa bud, just wait. You need to understand; I hear nothing about this woman and then suddenly you're getting married. I'm just playing Devil's Advocate; besides, we'd talked about marriage before. If I recall correctly, you did the same thing when I married Faith…"
"Yes, I did, but if you will remember, you were only 21 years old and I wasn't sure that you really knew what you wanted in life," Jack admitted. "It had nothing to do with Faith personally."
"Well, you questioned me, so I needed to question you."
"Okay, I admit I was wrong, and so are you. Elizabeth is the best thing that has ever happened to me and I can't say 'I Do' fast enough."
"I just wanted to make sure you knew what you were doing."
Jack looked off in the distance, "I know what I'm doing, Tom. Do you remember mom telling us when we were younger how dad was her missing piece?
"Yes, I remember…"
"She's my missing piece, and I've never felt so complete until now. If I could have married her before, I would have. Please understand…"
Tom smiled and held up his glass, "To you and Elizabeth, may you have tremendous joy throughout your married life."
Jack picked up his glass, accepting the toast offered by his brother. "If you don't mind, I need to go find Elizabeth."
As Jack got up to leave, Tom called out, "Hey Jack, keep a watch on the time; you can't see her after midnight."
"I know, but if I hurry, I'll still have an hour and a half with her."
Elizabeth, Julie, Viola and Mrs. Thatcher retreated earlier to Elizabeth's room where her sister's tried on their respective dresses.
They initially had a great talk, enjoying each other's company until Mrs. Thatcher excused herself for the night. Once she was gone and no longer able to control the sister's conversation, Viola's words took on a somewhat accusatory tone.
"You know, I love all weddings, but Elizabeth, are you crazy?" Viola asked.
"Why would you ask that?"
"Well, he's handsome, and apparently has money, so why are you giving up your dream of a big wedding? Don't you remember mine…so elaborate and fun?" Viola reminded her.
"Leave her alone. My wedding was wonderful and Carson and I eloped, no big wedding and I don't feel like I missed a thing," Julie provided her opinion.
"Viola, sometimes our wants change," Elizabeth was quick to respond. "I thought I wanted a big wedding, and if it meant that I didn't have to wait a year to pull it off then maybe I'd still have one, but what's most important is getting my life with Jack started."
"Hmm, I'll bet he's good in bed…"
"JULIE, that was uncalled for, and certainly none of your business."
"You haven't done it yet, have you?" Julie turned to Viola and both women giggled.
"You know, you may be my sisters, and we may have the same blood running through our veins, but we are polar opposites in many ways. I won't make excuses for what I do or haven't done. Can we change the subject?" Elizabeth asked as she pulled the dress bag from her closet.
As her sisters tried on their respective dresses, Elizabeth handed them each two gift bags. As had always seemed to be the case with Julie, she ripped open her presents first, revealing personalized wine glasses and a heart pendant with diamond accents.
The necklaces were a perfect accent to their wedding attire. It was apparent that the dresses fit the women as if they were made with them in mind. The additional gift, personalized wine glasses, was something they could enjoy once they returned home.
They sat in the room and chatted for what seemed like hours. Unfortunately for Elizabeth, she and Viola were never very close and sometimes it felt as if ten minutes of talking was more like an eternity. Julie and Viola both yawned, which eventually sent them retreating to their own room and their respective husbands and children.
It was still before midnight so Elizabeth left her room looking for Jack. Unable to locate him, Elizabeth stepped out onto the patio and found the sound of the waves crashing onto the shore nearby calling to her.
She slipped off her shoes and started across the sand, walking down to where the water washed just over her feet. She stood in awe of the Santa Monica Ferris wheel, lit up and running in the distance, feeling the excitement, much like a child observing fireworks for the first time.
Music could be easily heard in the distance as Elizabeth backed away from the water and sat down in the sand. She drew her knees up to her chest and wrapped her arms around her legs. She closed her eyes and inhaled feeling the warmth of the breeze coming off of the water.
She thought about her life and the changes that would occur within hours. Although she had previously given up any chance of ever finding the love of her life, she now could not image living without him.
Tears slipped from her eyes as she thanked God for the path he'd placed her on, knowing that without his intervention, and the encouragement of Rosa and Mookie that she and Jack may not have made it to this point.
Jack found Mookie and Rosa out on the patio enjoying the wine and warm breezes.
"Hey, have either of you seen Elizabeth?" Jack asked as he attempted to scan the grounds in the darkness.
Rosa quickly answered, "She was looking for you, but the last time I saw her she was walking toward the beach."
"Thanks," Jack replied before heading through the gate. He turned around, "Hey Mookie, will you stop by my room in the morning? I have your clothes for the ceremony…"
"Sure, I'll see you in the morning," Mookie acknowledged before finishing his glass of wine.
Jack turned back around and as he continued to search for Elizabeth, he followed the sandy trail to the beach.
In the moonlight, he could see her sitting in the sand. He didn't mean to sneak up on her, but apparently he did…
"Elizabeth," he whispered, causing her to turn in his direction.
Realizing that it was Jack, She turned away, attempting to wipe her tears away without him seeing.
He sat down beside her, "Is something wrong?"
She smiled, "No, just thinking."
"Would you care to share?"
"Just thanking the man above for putting you in my path. I love you Jack Thornton and I cannot wait to become your wife."
Hearing the music in the distance he stood and held out his hand, "May I…? I'd love to dance with my fiancé before she becomes my wife."
Jack took her in his arms and as the music played, they lost themselves in each other and the lyrics that meant so much…
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
Time stands still
Beauty in all she is
I will be brave
I will not let anything, take away
What's standing in front of me
Every breath, every hour has come to this
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
And all along I believed, I would find you
Time has brought your heart to me, I have loved you for a thousand years
I'll love you for a thousand more
One step closer
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
And all along I believed, I would find you
Time has brought your heart to me, I have loved you for a thousand years
I'll love you for a thousand more
As Mookie and Rosa took their own stroll along the water in the moonlight he suddenly stopped. "Look at that; they are so in love, and we had a hand in it," he stated.
Mookie pulled out his cell phone and took a picture of Jack and Elizabeth as they danced, knowing that at some point this memory would be very important to each of them. Leaving them alone, Mookie and Rosa turned back and headed for the hotel.
As the song ended, Jack's hand slipped behind her head and his other hand around her waist pulled her close. She was certain that with their bodies seemingly touching from shoulders to thighs that there was no way that even the soft, warm California breeze could slip between them.
Her lips were warm as she eagerly welcomed him. He held her tightly, somehow feeling as though he would never have her as close as he wanted…needed. His tongue slipped through the slight opening in her lips and ran along the soft skin in her mouth, being certain to touch each spot that he knew tended to excite her.
"Mmm," she moaned; a soft sound that had his heart pounding and warmed his blood. Her mouth opened and their tongues danced just as their bodies had done moments before.
The passion of each kiss built on the one before. Jack leaned back slightly initially resting his forehead upon hers. Out of breath he closed his eyes; apologizing, but his lips still continued to press softly on her neck, stopping to pay close attention to that special spot just below her left ear.
"Elizabeth, I want you so badly…"
With his hands on her upper arms he stepped back. "I'm sorry. I'm still pushing and I don't mean to," he stated, but feeling much like an addict, with her as his drug of choice, he had little control.
Glancing at his watch, "Oh no, it's 11:45. I need to get you back to your room. From what I understand, I can't see you after midnight, but I'll certainly be at the altar waiting for you tomorrow."
Jack took her hand and they started across the sand toward the hotel. Upon reaching her room, Jack stopped and turned her to face him, "You will be there tomorrow, right?"
"You couldn't possibly be worried that I wouldn't be?"She replied with a slight smirk. "Wild horses couldn't keep me away…"
His hands cradled her face as he leaned in and gently pressed his lips to hers. "Miss Thatcher, soon to be Mrs. Thornton, I love you. Thank you for giving up your dream of a big wedding so we could do this now. I promise to make it up to you," he stated as his lips met hers several more times.
As she leaned against the hallway wall, she smiled and with misty eyes she responded, "Jack, I don't see that I've given up anything, I would marry you any place and at any time, so please don't think that you've taken something away from me, because you haven't."
She continued, "Besides, what makes the day special is the feeling and emotion that accompanies our vows…"
"Oh no, our vows…gotta go," he kissed her cheek, saw her safely inside her hotel room, and headed to his room to think and hopefully write.
Elizabeth sat her room key on the dresser and walked over to her closet. She pulled at the dress bag, unzipping it to take one more look. It still made her heart stop and she truly had no feelings of disappointment at the simplicity of her wedding.
She closed the closet door, grabbed her bag and took a seat on the bed. She pulled out her journal and a blank piece of paper for her vows. Taking a deep breath, she opened her journal and flipped through the numerous entries, eventually coming to an empty page.
She clicked her pen open and began to release the abundance of feelings and emotions onto the blank canvas…
"Our lives are made up of moments, fleeting periods of precious time that we often take for granted, never realizing their value until they have become memories. We rush through each day, assuming that there will always be more, more time for acceptance; more time for forgiveness, and more time for love. Not until it is all taken away do we realize how priceless the gift of time truly is.
We waste so much of our time wishing our lives away. We wish to be older; we wish that Monday was Friday, and we wish that the love we found so many years ago had been cherished and not abandoned. Whether we realize it or not, we each need to reflect on the experiences of the past, allowing us to remember why they were worthy of our time to begin with.
My dearest Jack, please don't feel the need to make promises that you cannot possibly keep. I don't need you to move heaven and earth to make me happy, you already have. Nor do I expect you to give me the sun, moon and stars. My heart will be more than satisfied if you simply agree to stand under them with me.
During our lives, in our various relationships, familial, platonic or romantic, we should be certain to say everything in your heart, leaving nothing to chance. Say more than what is needed; do more than what is anticipated, and love more than what is expected. For everything in life is expendable, but love...love will outlast us all."
Elizabeth closed her journal, then leaned back against the headboard of her bed and smiled before allowing the words for her vows to flow. She found them easy to write, knowing in her heart that if the situation is right, the emotions, feelings and heartfelt words will follow.
Her room was quiet, and as she shut off the light, darkness overtook her. She closed her eyes, pleading with her mind to settle, but much like a child on the night before Christmas, she was way too excited to sleep.
She tossed and turned, glancing periodically at the clock…1:15am, 1:47am, 2:16am. Suddenly her phone dinged signaling a text. She pulled her phone from the bedside table and smiled, for even in the darkness, his face lit up the room.
"I can't sleep. I love u… "
She smiled before her fingers began to press keys, "I love u 2."
"2morrow nite I won't have 2 leave…"
"Are u scared…?" she asked.
Before he could respond, she sent out another text, "B4 u ask, I'm not…"
"2 x-cited 2 b scared. I love u…" he assured her.
"U said that already…"
"It bears repeating…"
"I love hearing it, & I love u 2…"
Suddenly his phone rang, "Hey honey."
"Jack, I can't sleep without you here with me."
"Sweetheart, lay back, close your eyes and listen to my voice…"
"Okay…"
"Do you know when I first fell in love with you?"
"No," she whispered.
"You took my breath away the first day I saw you. But I think I fell completely and hopelessly in love with you on our dinner cruise. The salt air, your hair blowing in the soft summer breeze, your perfume captivated me, your smile…I just couldn't get you off my mind…oh who am I kidding; after I saw you the first time, I couldn't get your beautiful smile out of my head."
Jack lay back in bed; his room was also dark and quiet, almost too quiet. He called her name several times, but it was evident that she was now asleep. He closed his eyes and held his phone to his ear as he slowly fell asleep listening to the soft rhythmic sound of her breathing.
It was now 8am on Saturday morning. Everyone made their way down to the restaurant for breakfast, leaving Elizabeth alone to sleep in. However, little did they know, she had been awake for hours; sitting on her deck waiting on the sun to rise, feeling quite thankful that the day her new dreams were made of had finally arrived.
At 10 am, Julie, Viola and Mrs. Thatcher came to Elizabeth's room with a tray of food, only to find that she had ordered room service earlier, but her utensils were used for moving it around the plate instead of eating.
Elizabeth made arrangements for a hair stylist to meet them on the 6th floor in the room set aside by the hotel for the bride and her attendants, her mother and Charlotte. As Viola and Julie left Elizabeth's room for their hair appointment, Mrs. Thatcher took a seat on the bed to express how proud she was of her middle daughter.
"You know, in this day, it's difficult at times to hold firm to your morals and beliefs, but you did." She smiled brightly, "Look what you have, a man you obviously loves you dearly…"
Elizabeth's eyes watered, "I'm lucky; I know that. Jack is a great man, and his mom is wonderful too. Obviously you moms…and dads too, are the ones who have helped mold us into the people we are today. So thank you…"
"Do you need anything before I go to get my hair done?" her mother asked.
"No ma'am. I'm going to get a shower…oh; can you take my dress with you? Julie and Viola took theirs."
"Sure, what room is it in?"
"Room 614…"
"Okay, I have my phone so if you need anything, call me."
"I will, but truly I believe everything is done. I guess when you don't have a lot of arrangements to make the day can run much smoother. You know, it allows everyone to enjoy the whole experience."
"You don't regret not having a big wedding with the colors and theme and party? You won't miss it?"
"Well, I think maybe the only thing I'll miss is not having the beautiful pictures. I mean, it's just us, the water and the Justice of the Peace, but I'm sure that the beach will provide its own breathtaking backdrop."
Mrs. Thatcher kissed Elizabeth's cheek before heading to the door. She reached into her purse, "Oh, I almost forgot…this is something borrowed, and it's also old," she stated as she pulled a small handkerchief out to hand to Elizabeth. "And what do you know…it has blue in it too. So I guess you have the something old, something borrowed, and something blue."
As Mrs. Thatcher handed the handkerchief to Elizabeth she continued, "I carried this and so did your grandmother and great grandmother."
"Oh mom, thank you so much. I had forgotten about the saying. Now I just need something new. Oh, I bought a clip for my hair. I'm not sure I'll use it, but it's new. Does it count if I bought it myself?"
"It works for me and whatever you do, you will be beautiful," she kissed Elizabeth again before grabbing her wedding dress and heading out into the hall.
A few moments later, while Elizabeth was sitting on her bed contemplating what she needed to do and the order in which it should be done; there was a knock on the door.
"Mom, did you forget something?"
"Don't open the door, honey. It's me. I know I can't see you, but I forgot to give you your wedding gift, and I thought maybe you could use it today."
"I have yours too. How are we going to do this?" she asked.
"Open the door and stand on the back side of it. I won't look, but I think it's okay if our hands touch," he offered as he observed the door open slightly.
He handed her a bag which she excitedly took.
"Close your eyes, I have to get yours from my suitcase," she stated.
She walked back toward him with her eyes closed too. She knew that he was not allowed to see her, but wasn't certain if it went both ways. Being superstitious she was taking no chances.
As she walked into him, his arms instinctively pulled her in. She could feel his heart pounding as she pulled away…"We can't take any chances. Only a few more hours to go," she stated as she stepped back behind the door.
Opening their bags, Elizabeth found diamond earrings, a necklace and a tennis bracelet inside. Tears slipped from her eyes as she thought about how beautiful each item was, but then embarrassed that all she'd gotten him were personalized cufflinks.
"Do you like them?" he asked, concerned because she'd said nothing.
Through her tears she tried to respond, but her voice cracked and he could tell that she was crying.
"Honey, if you don't like something, I'll get you something else," he assured her.
"No you won't. Jack these are the most beautiful pieces of jewelry, next to my engagement ring that I have ever seen; I love them. Besides, now I have my something new."
"Thank you for the cufflinks, and now I won't forget our anniversary."
"That was the plan…"
"Oh, you don't have to worry about that. I will never forget the best day of my life! I love you, Elizabeth," his hand crept around the door, taking hold of hers.
She could hear the emotion in his voice as he continued, "Thank you for this day; I love you." With his other hand he wiped away his own tears, "So, I'll see you at the beach in a few hours?"
"I'll be there…"
"I'll make sure that we have transportation for you and our guests to the site," he assured her."
"Hey, if we keep our eyes closed, is it okay to kiss?"
"It's okay with me," he said as each one closed their eyes and stepped from the door partition.
His finger under her chin lifted her lips to meet his. Her lips were soft and warm and held a hint of the French vanilla creamer that was contained in her coffee. They separated slightly, but as his arms enveloped her, pulling her deep into his body, their lips met again. This time it was much more passionate and purposeful, as their tongues met, and each one became lost in the moment."
"I love you, Jack Thornton," she whispered as she backed away and stood behind the door.
Jack glanced at his watch, 11:05am, "This is going to be the longest five hours of my life…" he stated through a frustrated breath. "Elizabeth…" he whispered.
"Yes Jack…"
"I love you," he whispered back as he released her hand and disappeared down the hallway.
She closed the door and pulled out the jewelry she'd just received from Jack. All items were gold with the pendant resembling a corkscrew with five perfectly round diamonds strategically placed going up the spiral bar. The earrings, also gold were thin hoops with diamonds down the front. As she opened the third box, she was taken by the dainty tennis bracelet with diamonds all around.
Her heart pounded with excitement for what was to come; for how her life was about to change, and for the blessings that she felt had been bestowed upon her, upon them.
Following her shower she sat on the side of her bed to send Jack a text…
"Getting ready 2 leave my room. Going 2 6th floor where we get ready. R u n ur rm…?"
"Yes, I'll stay put. Text me when u get to the rm. I have some things to take care of…"
"What things…? U will be there, right…?"
"Just things… I'll beat u there…"
"Love u…"
"Love u 2…"
Elizabeth grabbed her perfume and jewelry boxes, placing them back into the bag before heading to the 6th floor and her hair and makeup appointment.
Elizabeth stepped into the room and was amazed at how quickly Bailey, the hair stylist, and Pam, the makeup artist, were working. Both Julie and Viola looked beautiful as did the two mothers, with Charlotte receiving the final touches on her hair, while Grace received the blush and powder to complete her look.
Elizabeth sat in the chair as her hair was wet down again before blow drying. The women were laughing and telling jokes when there was a knock on the door. Viola got up and opened the door slightly.
Elizabeth could hear whispers, eventually turning in her chair to see what was happening, "Is something wrong?"
Viola turned toward Elizabeth, "Jack wanted to know the name of the Minister."
"Why, is he not here?" the anxiety in her voice was noted by everyone.
Hearing Jack's muffled voice, Viola relayed his message, "He needs his name for the check."
"Um, his name is…"
Elizabeth thought for a moment before getting out of the chair and grabbing her bag. Pulling out her sheet of paper she scanned it over and over, flipping it back to front and then to the back again. "Oh no; oh no…" she yelled as the paper dropped to the floor. Her hand over her mouth caught everyone's attention.
"What is it," Viola asked at Jack's nervous prodding.
Elizabeth stared off into the room, focusing on the wall but seeing nothing in between, "We can't get married. We don't have a Justice of the Peace."
Jack stood out in the hallway, "I need to talk to her," he told Viola.
"Elizabeth, Jack wants to talk to you…"
With his back against the outside hallway wall, Elizabeth walked up to the door. He reached his hand around the door frame, and she quickly placed her palm against his.
"Jack, I'm sorry. I don't know what happened. I made lists, but I guess as I revised them, that essential part was left off. We can't get married now," she stated as she continued to ramble. "I loved kissing you earlier, but maybe that jinxed us," she barely managed to speak the words through her tears which were quickly growing in intensity.
"We didn't jinx anything, besides we kept our eyes closed," he commented hoping to calm her.
"I peeked, and now I messed up everything. I'm sorry Jack…"
As his thumb gently stroked the soft skin on the top of her hand he assured her, "We're getting married today. I'll find a minister or a Justice of the Peace. Someone will marry us…"
NOTE: For those of you who follow the facebook fan fiction pages, there will be pictures that go along with the story posted shortly.
To be continued…