Blue Wedding (seaQuest)
Title: Blue Wedding
Rating: G
Pairing: Lucas/OC
Warnings: None
AN: Written for occhallenge Table #4 Prompt Blue
“What am I doing, Rachel?” Addie’s hands shook as she turned around, attempting once again to smooth the wrinkles out of her dress. There were no wrinkles, but Addie needed something to do with her hands. They were shaking. “Am I doing the right thing?” She asked, glancing down at her sister who was adjusting the straps on Kristen’s shoes.
“Well, you’re supposed to be getting married in a few minutes.” Rachel smiled at her niece and stood, turning toward her sister. “Not getting cold feet, are you?”
“No, I just… Rach, this all happened so quickly. I mean, we’ve only been together for a few months now… he’s only been back just a year…”
Closing the small gap between them, Rachel gently put her hands on her sister’s shoulders and squeezed lightly. “Addie, do you love him?”
“Of course,” she replied without hesitation.
“Then what’s the problem? You love him, he obviously loves you…” Rachel dropped her hands and stepped back, glancing over at Kristen, playing quietly on the chairs.
Addie began pacing the small area, her heels clicking on the wooden floor. She crossed her arms over her chest and leaned against the nearest wall. Looking down, she studied her shoes, ones that perfectly matched her blue wedding dress. “Would you believe Mom was actually upset I wasn’t going to wear a white dress?” She shrugged with a smile, hoping to avoid the rest of their conversation.
“Yeah, I’d believe it. She’s wanted you to have the perfect wedding, complete with virginal white dress. You’re still the favorite daughter, you know.”
Letting out a burst of laughter, Addie glanced at Kristen who was completely oblivious to the entire conversation. “Well, it’s my day, I want to wear blue. It’s Lucas’ favorite color and looks nice with my eyes.
“Besides, this could be considered my second wedding, even if I didn’t go through with the first one. It wouldn’t be right for me to wear white.”
“I suppose,” Rachel agreed with a smile.
“Addie, you about ready?” Tony popped his head into the small room, a large grin on his face. “Luke is up there waiting on you. If you take much longer…”
“That’s enough, Piccolo,” Rachel interrupted, shooting him her fiercest glare reserved for insubordinate officers.
“Yes, ma’am,” Tony said with a quick salute. “Just thought you should know your husband-to-be is getting anxious.”
Addie smiled, “thanks, Tony. Tell him I’ll be right up. I just… I need to calm down.”
Tony shot her a worried look before nodding. “I’ll be upstairs.” He smiled, a quick smirk, “you look nice. Blue’s a good color on you.”
“Go, Tony,” Rachel said with an exasperated sigh.
“Yes, ma’am,” he said again, this time exiting through the door. She heard his footsteps sounding down the hall and up the stairs toward the church, where she should be at that moment.
Rachel rolled her eyes and Addie smiled, looking down at her shoes again. Tony might be immature at times, but he was a good friend to Lucas and now her. “Mommy, are you getting married now?” Kristen asked, leaving her dolls on the chair and walking across the floor. She wrapped her arms around her mother’s legs and looked up. “You’re marrying Uncle Lucas now, right?”
Addie knelt down, looking into her daughter’s eyes. “Yes, Kristen, I’m marrying Uncle Lucas now.”
“Yay!” Kristen said, wrapping her arms around her mother’s neck. “I’m so happy! Aren’t you happy, Auntie Rachel?” Kristen pulled back and turned to look up at her aunt, a large grin on her face.
“Of course I’m happy, Kristen. Now, let’s get your mom upstairs so she can get married. Your ‘Uncle Lucas’ might think she’s leaving him at the altar if we don’t get going.” Rachel frowned, glancing at the clock on the wall.
“Are you ready?” Addie asked, hugging her daughter one last time.
“Shouldn’t we be asking you that question? Come on; let’s go!” Rachel grabbed her bouquet off a nearby chair along with Kristen’s basket.
Addie took Kristen’s hand and grabbed her own bouquet from the chair. She glanced around the room one final time, both double checking to see in case she forgot anything and to stall for time.
It wasn’t that she didn’t want to marry Lucas, she most definitely did; she was just worried how different things were going to be. It had been a whirlwind courtship into engagement into wedding and at times Addie didn’t know what end was up. “Addie, you coming? It’s your wedding.”
“Yeah,” she said with one final glance. “I’m ready.”
Still holding Kristen’s hand, the two of them, followed closely by Rachel, slowly climbed the stairs to the chapel. The organist was playing traditional church music to entertain the guests and the church was abuzz with low chatter. “Last chance to escape,” Rachel said with a smile, glancing back at Addie.
“Could you imagine the look on Mom’s face if I left Lucas at that altar? She’d be angry with me for months, years even.” Addie dropped Kristen’s hand and took a deep breath. “Okay, I’m ready.”
“About time,” Rachel said with a grin. She peeked into the church, signaling the minister that they were ready. “Okay flower girl, time for you to drop your flowers.” Rachel handed Kristen her basket and directed her toward the door. “Now remember, you just drop the flower petals on the aisle and walk toward Lucas. Once your there, just stand near Grandma. I’ll be right behind you and your Mom behind me. If you get scared, just look for Lucas.”
“I’m not scared,” Kristen said matter-of-factly. “I just want my Mom to get married.”
“Okay, Kristen, time for you to do your thing. I’ll see you at the front,” Addie knelt down and hugged Kristen tightly. “I love you.”
“Love you too, Mommy.”
Kristen took an exaggerated deep breath and smiled as the church doors opened. Addie stood off to the side and watched Kristen take her first few steps. She heard some of the guests murmur at the sight of her, which sent her heart into a flutter. Closing her eyes, she took another deep breath and struggled to center herself. Now was not the time for a panic attack. Now was not the time to freak out.
“All right, I’m gone. See you down the aisle,” Rachel said, hugging her one final time. “Don’t trip.”
“Oh God, I didn’t even think about tripping!” Addie moaned as she watched her sister start down the aisle. She paced the small area, her hands shaking. Her heels clicked on the wooden floor as she struggled to catch her breath.
“Addie, calm down. Just breathe. It’s just Lucas up there. You’ve known him for years. Don’t worry.”
Finally, after what felt like an hour (or a second, it was hard to tell), the church organ began playing the Wedding March. Addie stepped into the doorway and looked down the long aisle. As the guests stood and turned toward her, she felt herself go faint. If only her father was here to walk her down the aisle. Maybe she should have asked someone else, but who?
Grasping her bouquet tightly, she looked toward the altar and met Lucas’ eyes. If she stayed focused on him, nothing else would matter. Slowly, she took her first step, then the second. When she reached halfway, she allowed herself to breathe.
She concentrated on him and nothing else. Not the chatter of the guests she was walking past or the look of dislike on her mother’s face at her choice of dress color. Her mother would never be happy, no matter what she did. She thought about how he looked in his dress uniform and about how wonderful it was that Tony stood with him.
A faint blush rose on her cheeks when she realized he was looking her up and down. His gaze started with her legs and worked up, finally rested on her eyes. The blue of her dress made her blue eyes brighter and she hoped he liked what he saw.
She looked over at Kristen, not the least bit surprised to find her grinning. It was hard to tell who was happier about the wedding, Addie or Kristen.
Addie took her last few steps and finally stood at the altar. “I didn’t trip,” she whispered nervously, grinning up at him.
“You…” Lucas started before clearing his throat. “You look beautiful.”
“Thank you,” she said with a grin.
Addie handed her bouquet to Rachel and turned back to Lucas. After taking each other’s hands, they turned to the minister. He smiled down at them before speaking to the gathered crowd. “Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to join these two in holy matrimony.”
As the minister spoke, Addie found herself not paying close attention; instead, she was staring at Lucas. This was the moment she had been dreaming about since she was fifteen. After seaQuest disappeared, she never thought it would happen, but here they were. “Lucas Adam Wolenczak, do you take Adelaide Elizabeth Gilbert for your lawful wedded wife? Will you love, honor, comfort, and cherish her from this day forward, forsaking all others, keeping only unto her for as long as you both shall live?”
“I do,” Lucas said softly, looking directly into Addie’s eyes.
“Adelaide Elizabeth Gilbert, do you take Lucas Adam Wolenczak for your lawful wedded husband? Will you love, honor, comfort, and cherish him from this day forward, forsaking all others, keeping only unto him for as long as you both shall live?”
“I do.”
As they exchanged vows, Addie’s throat constricted as her eyes filled with tears. “With this ring, I thee wed. Wear it as a symbol of our love and commitment,” Addie managed to whisper as she slid the ring onto his finger.
Furiously, she struggled to blink back the tears that threatened to slide down her cheeks. “By the power vested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife. Well Ensign, you may now kiss the bride.”
Addie giggled as Lucas pulled her close and pressed his lips to hers. “I love you, Mrs. Wolenczak,” he whispered, brushing back a lock of hair that had fallen from her braid.
“I love you, Mr. Wolenczak,” she whispered back.
“Ladies and gentlemen, may I present to you Mr. and Mrs. Lucas Wolenczak.” Lucas and Addie turned toward the crowd as the church erupted in applause. Addie felt her cheeks glow brilliant pink as she smiled, looking out across the crowd. She found her family, friends from work and colleagues of Lucas’.
Turning back toward Rachel, Addie took her bouquet and began the walk down the aisle, this time, with Lucas at her side. All the nerves she had disappeared as they headed down the aisle.
“Why blue?” Lucas asked when they reached the vestibule of the church. “Not that I’m complaining, I’m just wondering if there’s a reason.” He held her hand tightly and when she looked up, she found the grin still on his face.
“Blue’s your favorite color. And I figured it would remind everyone of the ocean, which is where I’m sure most everyone in there would rather be.”
Lucas’s grin, if possible, spread wider and he pulled her toward her again, kissing her fiercely. “Break it up you two, save some for the honeymoon.” Tony’s comment pulled Addie from her reverie and she turned quickly, her cheeks growing warmer by the second. “Congratulations you two.”
“Thank you, Tony,” Addie said, leaning back into Lucas’ arms.
“Mommy!” Kristen called, racing forward. When she reached her mother, she wrapped her arms around Addie’s legs and held tightly. “Mommy, you’re married!”
“Come here, kiddo,” Lucas said, bending down to pick up the six-year-old.
Addie watched her husband (how strange it felt to think that!) hug her daughter. This was it. There was no way she could be happier than this moment. She had a family and while it might not be perfect, it was her family.
Rating: G
Pairing: Lucas/OC
Warnings: None
AN: Written for occhallenge Table #4 Prompt Blue
“What am I doing, Rachel?” Addie’s hands shook as she turned around, attempting once again to smooth the wrinkles out of her dress. There were no wrinkles, but Addie needed something to do with her hands. They were shaking. “Am I doing the right thing?” She asked, glancing down at her sister who was adjusting the straps on Kristen’s shoes.
“Well, you’re supposed to be getting married in a few minutes.” Rachel smiled at her niece and stood, turning toward her sister. “Not getting cold feet, are you?”
“No, I just… Rach, this all happened so quickly. I mean, we’ve only been together for a few months now… he’s only been back just a year…”
Closing the small gap between them, Rachel gently put her hands on her sister’s shoulders and squeezed lightly. “Addie, do you love him?”
“Of course,” she replied without hesitation.
“Then what’s the problem? You love him, he obviously loves you…” Rachel dropped her hands and stepped back, glancing over at Kristen, playing quietly on the chairs.
Addie began pacing the small area, her heels clicking on the wooden floor. She crossed her arms over her chest and leaned against the nearest wall. Looking down, she studied her shoes, ones that perfectly matched her blue wedding dress. “Would you believe Mom was actually upset I wasn’t going to wear a white dress?” She shrugged with a smile, hoping to avoid the rest of their conversation.
“Yeah, I’d believe it. She’s wanted you to have the perfect wedding, complete with virginal white dress. You’re still the favorite daughter, you know.”
Letting out a burst of laughter, Addie glanced at Kristen who was completely oblivious to the entire conversation. “Well, it’s my day, I want to wear blue. It’s Lucas’ favorite color and looks nice with my eyes.
“Besides, this could be considered my second wedding, even if I didn’t go through with the first one. It wouldn’t be right for me to wear white.”
“I suppose,” Rachel agreed with a smile.
“Addie, you about ready?” Tony popped his head into the small room, a large grin on his face. “Luke is up there waiting on you. If you take much longer…”
“That’s enough, Piccolo,” Rachel interrupted, shooting him her fiercest glare reserved for insubordinate officers.
“Yes, ma’am,” Tony said with a quick salute. “Just thought you should know your husband-to-be is getting anxious.”
Addie smiled, “thanks, Tony. Tell him I’ll be right up. I just… I need to calm down.”
Tony shot her a worried look before nodding. “I’ll be upstairs.” He smiled, a quick smirk, “you look nice. Blue’s a good color on you.”
“Go, Tony,” Rachel said with an exasperated sigh.
“Yes, ma’am,” he said again, this time exiting through the door. She heard his footsteps sounding down the hall and up the stairs toward the church, where she should be at that moment.
Rachel rolled her eyes and Addie smiled, looking down at her shoes again. Tony might be immature at times, but he was a good friend to Lucas and now her. “Mommy, are you getting married now?” Kristen asked, leaving her dolls on the chair and walking across the floor. She wrapped her arms around her mother’s legs and looked up. “You’re marrying Uncle Lucas now, right?”
Addie knelt down, looking into her daughter’s eyes. “Yes, Kristen, I’m marrying Uncle Lucas now.”
“Yay!” Kristen said, wrapping her arms around her mother’s neck. “I’m so happy! Aren’t you happy, Auntie Rachel?” Kristen pulled back and turned to look up at her aunt, a large grin on her face.
“Of course I’m happy, Kristen. Now, let’s get your mom upstairs so she can get married. Your ‘Uncle Lucas’ might think she’s leaving him at the altar if we don’t get going.” Rachel frowned, glancing at the clock on the wall.
“Are you ready?” Addie asked, hugging her daughter one last time.
“Shouldn’t we be asking you that question? Come on; let’s go!” Rachel grabbed her bouquet off a nearby chair along with Kristen’s basket.
Addie took Kristen’s hand and grabbed her own bouquet from the chair. She glanced around the room one final time, both double checking to see in case she forgot anything and to stall for time.
It wasn’t that she didn’t want to marry Lucas, she most definitely did; she was just worried how different things were going to be. It had been a whirlwind courtship into engagement into wedding and at times Addie didn’t know what end was up. “Addie, you coming? It’s your wedding.”
“Yeah,” she said with one final glance. “I’m ready.”
Still holding Kristen’s hand, the two of them, followed closely by Rachel, slowly climbed the stairs to the chapel. The organist was playing traditional church music to entertain the guests and the church was abuzz with low chatter. “Last chance to escape,” Rachel said with a smile, glancing back at Addie.
“Could you imagine the look on Mom’s face if I left Lucas at that altar? She’d be angry with me for months, years even.” Addie dropped Kristen’s hand and took a deep breath. “Okay, I’m ready.”
“About time,” Rachel said with a grin. She peeked into the church, signaling the minister that they were ready. “Okay flower girl, time for you to drop your flowers.” Rachel handed Kristen her basket and directed her toward the door. “Now remember, you just drop the flower petals on the aisle and walk toward Lucas. Once your there, just stand near Grandma. I’ll be right behind you and your Mom behind me. If you get scared, just look for Lucas.”
“I’m not scared,” Kristen said matter-of-factly. “I just want my Mom to get married.”
“Okay, Kristen, time for you to do your thing. I’ll see you at the front,” Addie knelt down and hugged Kristen tightly. “I love you.”
“Love you too, Mommy.”
Kristen took an exaggerated deep breath and smiled as the church doors opened. Addie stood off to the side and watched Kristen take her first few steps. She heard some of the guests murmur at the sight of her, which sent her heart into a flutter. Closing her eyes, she took another deep breath and struggled to center herself. Now was not the time for a panic attack. Now was not the time to freak out.
“All right, I’m gone. See you down the aisle,” Rachel said, hugging her one final time. “Don’t trip.”
“Oh God, I didn’t even think about tripping!” Addie moaned as she watched her sister start down the aisle. She paced the small area, her hands shaking. Her heels clicked on the wooden floor as she struggled to catch her breath.
“Addie, calm down. Just breathe. It’s just Lucas up there. You’ve known him for years. Don’t worry.”
Finally, after what felt like an hour (or a second, it was hard to tell), the church organ began playing the Wedding March. Addie stepped into the doorway and looked down the long aisle. As the guests stood and turned toward her, she felt herself go faint. If only her father was here to walk her down the aisle. Maybe she should have asked someone else, but who?
Grasping her bouquet tightly, she looked toward the altar and met Lucas’ eyes. If she stayed focused on him, nothing else would matter. Slowly, she took her first step, then the second. When she reached halfway, she allowed herself to breathe.
She concentrated on him and nothing else. Not the chatter of the guests she was walking past or the look of dislike on her mother’s face at her choice of dress color. Her mother would never be happy, no matter what she did. She thought about how he looked in his dress uniform and about how wonderful it was that Tony stood with him.
A faint blush rose on her cheeks when she realized he was looking her up and down. His gaze started with her legs and worked up, finally rested on her eyes. The blue of her dress made her blue eyes brighter and she hoped he liked what he saw.
She looked over at Kristen, not the least bit surprised to find her grinning. It was hard to tell who was happier about the wedding, Addie or Kristen.
Addie took her last few steps and finally stood at the altar. “I didn’t trip,” she whispered nervously, grinning up at him.
“You…” Lucas started before clearing his throat. “You look beautiful.”
“Thank you,” she said with a grin.
Addie handed her bouquet to Rachel and turned back to Lucas. After taking each other’s hands, they turned to the minister. He smiled down at them before speaking to the gathered crowd. “Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to join these two in holy matrimony.”
As the minister spoke, Addie found herself not paying close attention; instead, she was staring at Lucas. This was the moment she had been dreaming about since she was fifteen. After seaQuest disappeared, she never thought it would happen, but here they were. “Lucas Adam Wolenczak, do you take Adelaide Elizabeth Gilbert for your lawful wedded wife? Will you love, honor, comfort, and cherish her from this day forward, forsaking all others, keeping only unto her for as long as you both shall live?”
“I do,” Lucas said softly, looking directly into Addie’s eyes.
“Adelaide Elizabeth Gilbert, do you take Lucas Adam Wolenczak for your lawful wedded husband? Will you love, honor, comfort, and cherish him from this day forward, forsaking all others, keeping only unto him for as long as you both shall live?”
“I do.”
As they exchanged vows, Addie’s throat constricted as her eyes filled with tears. “With this ring, I thee wed. Wear it as a symbol of our love and commitment,” Addie managed to whisper as she slid the ring onto his finger.
Furiously, she struggled to blink back the tears that threatened to slide down her cheeks. “By the power vested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife. Well Ensign, you may now kiss the bride.”
Addie giggled as Lucas pulled her close and pressed his lips to hers. “I love you, Mrs. Wolenczak,” he whispered, brushing back a lock of hair that had fallen from her braid.
“I love you, Mr. Wolenczak,” she whispered back.
“Ladies and gentlemen, may I present to you Mr. and Mrs. Lucas Wolenczak.” Lucas and Addie turned toward the crowd as the church erupted in applause. Addie felt her cheeks glow brilliant pink as she smiled, looking out across the crowd. She found her family, friends from work and colleagues of Lucas’.
Turning back toward Rachel, Addie took her bouquet and began the walk down the aisle, this time, with Lucas at her side. All the nerves she had disappeared as they headed down the aisle.
“Why blue?” Lucas asked when they reached the vestibule of the church. “Not that I’m complaining, I’m just wondering if there’s a reason.” He held her hand tightly and when she looked up, she found the grin still on his face.
“Blue’s your favorite color. And I figured it would remind everyone of the ocean, which is where I’m sure most everyone in there would rather be.”
Lucas’s grin, if possible, spread wider and he pulled her toward her again, kissing her fiercely. “Break it up you two, save some for the honeymoon.” Tony’s comment pulled Addie from her reverie and she turned quickly, her cheeks growing warmer by the second. “Congratulations you two.”
“Thank you, Tony,” Addie said, leaning back into Lucas’ arms.
“Mommy!” Kristen called, racing forward. When she reached her mother, she wrapped her arms around Addie’s legs and held tightly. “Mommy, you’re married!”
“Come here, kiddo,” Lucas said, bending down to pick up the six-year-old.
Addie watched her husband (how strange it felt to think that!) hug her daughter. This was it. There was no way she could be happier than this moment. She had a family and while it might not be perfect, it was her family.