[[Forward-dated to Sunday afternoon. Party post. Open to everyone, even if you don't know the happy couple- this is as much a celebration of two years of survival as it is a wedding.]]
In a large, nondenominational church in Chicago, people are gathered for a celebration- the wedding of Desmond Descant and Martha Jones. Everything is decked out to
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But of course, Mathias' reaction to finding himself in a church that appears to be in a normal, non-wherever-he's-been world is to simply go, "...huh," and wander into the chapel proper.
"A wedding! Not that I'm complaining, but I don't think I'm really dressed for the occasion."
Here, Des. Have a biffle, just in time to see you get hitched.
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Des, for his part, is just frozen, staring blankly. And then he proceeds to let out a volley of swear words that should never be said in a church. The priest behind him looks offended.
"You fucker," he says, stomping down the aisle. His tone starts out angry and slowly evolves into estactic. "Where the hell have you been, you crazy jackass?" He'd hug him, but they're not the hugging types. And Mathias is sort of covered in grime.
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"Don't fucking swear at me, asshole," Mathias protests. "I've been in some damned hell dimension or something, reminded me of those fucking Silent Hill video games. Where have you been, hero boy?"
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He's getting married. He's been here two years and made a new life for himself that, as much as he misses his old life, has become his life. All the angst of feeling useless, because he's not as strong or as useful as he once was just flies out in the window. Today he belongs to her.
He stands up a little straighter and waits as the doors at the back of the chapel open and the wedding procession begins.
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As soon as she steps out into the aisle in her wedding dress and looks past all the pews to see Des standing in front, the nerves ease. Everyone else in the church disappears. There's only him, and she knows for the first time today that this is real and nothing could be more right. She belongs here.
Martha smiles at him as soon as the realization of the reality passes. It's bright and filled with the deep joy in her heart. She's glowing, and her eyes shine with tears that will not fall. Martha starts to walk down the aisle. She doesn't look at anyone else. Her gaze remains on his face even as she steps up to stand beside him.
She mouths Hi to him as if they are the only two people in the ( ... )
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