It is with bittersweet Rachel accepts their vacation has come to a near end. She can't be too upset about it. She'd like to stay a little longer, but that's not in the cards. And what time they did have was so amazing she can't begrudge the fact it's over
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Robin takes in another breath. It is not steady. It could never be steady in the face of the emotions pulling through him like rope tightening across the whole of him, not to hurt but to remind him of what he feels for her and how that means he could never be alone.
He reaches for her. He does not know if it is custom in marriage or if it is allowed at this point but his hand finds her and he holds it close to his chest. His thumb slides down the top of her hand. Her hands are warm and smooth beneath his own. Robin knows each of the lines of her hand. He knows the subtle difference between what it feels like to hold her hand when she is stressed or when she is at peace or when she needs him.
There's that moment where it occurs to him again. This beautiful, demanding, strong, intelligent, and brave woman needs him and she loves him too. She knows nearly everything that there is to know about him, and she stands across from him wanting to marry him until death do they part. If nothing else in his life could make him feel like he was
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Robin finally does duck his head. Bare and vulnerable with her as he has always been able to be, it is much more difficult sometimes for him to express how far he has come. She knows the reasons why, and he has come incredibly far in accepting gifts and accepting that she is proud of him but he still has moments
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There's a moment, just the one, where Rachel almost stops walking. She feels the steadiness leave her and she feels it being replaced by something far less controlled and more emotional. It's the way he's looking at her, the way it sends a strong jolt to the very heart of her, making her pause. So many of the steps she has taken from the moment she was brought to this world are steps that have led to him, to this place, to this aisle, to this future. It isn't anything she could have ever prepared for, much less imagined. The certainty with which she'd lived her life was stripped from under her, and nothing turned out the way she'd thought it would at some point. Never could she have imagined this. Never could she have dreamed someone like Robin existed and she would be marrying him
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"My turn?" she asks the priest with a thick voice, and he smiles kindly at her and gives her a small nod in response. She takes in a shaky breath and looks down at their linked hands another time, wondering how to begin when there is so much she wants to say, none of which seems as beautiful as what he has just said to her
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Growth comes from change. The change in her that allowed her to let go of the city that defined her and give her something else. The change in her that made it possible for her to see there's more than a world in black and white, right and wrong, what's underneath and what is done. Robin did that for her. Not because he's an angel of vengeance, not in spite of it. It's simply him, all of him, with the angel and everything else.
Rachel swallows thickly, attempting a small laugh but she only manages to inhale sharply, cheeks feeling warmer than usual, streaked with tears. "You say I've never given up on you, and I never will, but you--you've always held out your hand for me to reach. I know no matter how dark it gets and I can't see, your hand is there to take in my hand and I'm not alone. I've seen you grow into this amazing, strong, brave man that stands before me today. I've seen the burdens you've had to carry and what you've had to face. I believed in you then and I believe in you now. I'll never stop fighting for what I believe
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It is difficult to describe his reaction to hearing her speak, to looking at her and knowing, knowing what she is feeling. He does not have to guess at it. Robin is connected to her, and he has been for such a long time now (not nearly long enough), and he feels it too. It has never been anything that he was capable of describing, how one person can be connected so intensely to another
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From the start, he has wanted to share his heart with her.
Robin should have known. He honestly should have known then but he had no idea. How could he when he didn't believe such things existed? Love was a fairytale, and it certainly was nothing so wonderful or so great as so many books and movies make it out to be. Or so he thought. And how could he know that it is real?
Love can do so much, be so much, mean so much, and he never would have known that if he hadn't met her
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She once said to him love wasn't a fist. It was not the first time, and it wasn't the last, she'd gain some level of understanding when it comes to the conditioning he received for so many years of his life. From the time he was a child, to the time he lost the sister that protected him, to the time he was picked up by a First and molded into something else, he was never allowed to believe he could be more than the product of what vengeance angels are meant for. Life for so long was broken bones and rage and walls
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She gives Robin a shaky smile once she is done, leaning into his hands while they wipe away at her cheeks. They're both tearful at this point and there is no shame in that. It's something they have always, always been able to afford in the company of each other. They have not only bent tradition but thrown it out the window. The ceremony means what it means to them and it does not take away from the importance of it.
Rachel does not have the faintest idea what the priest is saying.
She knows what is necessary in terms of proceedings and what any priest would say, so she doesn't honestly care. She makes out their names, but it's more importantly--it's how Robin looks that lets her know it's done. And she'll never, ever forget how he looks, how she feels that seems to mirror his expression exactly.
It's knowing the promises they have made to each other are the promises they have know made official in some capacity, and while it wasn't necessary for it to be true, it means so muchThere's a ring on her finger that has been placed
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He reaches for her. He does not know if it is custom in marriage or if it is allowed at this point but his hand finds her and he holds it close to his chest. His thumb slides down the top of her hand. Her hands are warm and smooth beneath his own. Robin knows each of the lines of her hand. He knows the subtle difference between what it feels like to hold her hand when she is stressed or when she is at peace or when she needs him.
There's that moment where it occurs to him again. This beautiful, demanding, strong, intelligent, and brave woman needs him and she loves him too. She knows nearly everything that there is to know about him, and she stands across from him wanting to marry him until death do they part. If nothing else in his life could make him feel like he was ( ... )
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Rachel swallows thickly, attempting a small laugh but she only manages to inhale sharply, cheeks feeling warmer than usual, streaked with tears. "You say I've never given up on you, and I never will, but you--you've always held out your hand for me to reach. I know no matter how dark it gets and I can't see, your hand is there to take in my hand and I'm not alone. I've seen you grow into this amazing, strong, brave man that stands before me today. I've seen the burdens you've had to carry and what you've had to face. I believed in you then and I believe in you now. I'll never stop fighting for what I believe ( ... )
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From the start, he has wanted to share his heart with her.
Robin should have known. He honestly should have known then but he had no idea. How could he when he didn't believe such things existed? Love was a fairytale, and it certainly was nothing so wonderful or so great as so many books and movies make it out to be. Or so he thought. And how could he know that it is real?
Love can do so much, be so much, mean so much, and he never would have known that if he hadn't met her ( ... )
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Rachel does not have the faintest idea what the priest is saying.
She knows what is necessary in terms of proceedings and what any priest would say, so she doesn't honestly care. She makes out their names, but it's more importantly--it's how Robin looks that lets her know it's done. And she'll never, ever forget how he looks, how she feels that seems to mirror his expression exactly.
It's knowing the promises they have made to each other are the promises they have know made official in some capacity, and while it wasn't necessary for it to be true, it means so muchThere's a ring on her finger that has been placed ( ... )
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