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The End of the Aisle

Tagging → Mercedes Jones & Sam Evans Time Frame → Friday Evening | July 17, 2015 Location → Dupree Family Cabin | Great Lake, CO General Notes → The big day.

Mercedes stood in front of the full length mirror once her dress was zipped, trying to contain her smile. Elodie placed the flower crown (made by her and Alex the night before) atop her brown curls. When Mary joined them, the women stood there in silence, taking it in. The day was about to begin and Mercedes could feel tingles in her fingertips, knowing that come nightfall, she would be married. The moment was pierced by a loud yell, clapping and little feet padding across the floor as Alex ran up to her mommy, raising her arms and balling her fists the way she did when she was a baby that indicated that she wanted to be picked up. Laughing, Mercedes complied, reaching down to pick the little girl up and wrap her arms around her. "We're both so pretty!" she said, leaning in and touching the embroidery on the wedding dress before fingering the sunflower on her own. "Yes we are," Mercedes agreed. "And Daddy's about to see how pretty we are."

Sam had finished dressing some time ago. There was a bit of trouble with his tie, and his father laughed at him a little, making a remark about 'nervous fingers' being typical for every groom. But he knew it was more excitement than anything else. It rolled off him in waves, though he managed to keep a calm outward appearance. That did change once Mark came in and told him it was time. He was ready to see his future wife, and get things rolling with the pictures. He was sure his mother was ready to fill up her memory card with enough photos to last ten lifetimes. The calm he felt earlier slipped away, little by little as he left the guest bedroom and made his way to the living room where he'd see Mercedes in her dress for the first time. Carla, being the official photographer had her camera at the ready for the moment when the bride emerged and Sam rocked on his heels, unable to hide his crooked smile.

Mercedes released Alex, who went to hold both Mary and Elodie's hands. She picked up the front of her dress, taking a deep breath and stepping ahead of them to exit the master bed and head out to the living room. Both of the women behind her were firing up their point-and-shoot cameras, while Alex giggled from pure excitement. She'd been having a blast during the wedding process, with the pretty dresses and the flowers and the big lake. Though she didn't fully understand it, she knew today was very important, so she couldn't keep a smile off of her face. Mercedes wanted to check the mirror again as she got closer, but she knew that was foolish. They made sure everything was perfect. She moved a little faster, her heart racing a bit since she hadn't seen Sam all day. When she walked out fully, her eyes met his and she smiled big as she felt a warmth fill her completely at the sighed of his face. She wasn't nervous about today at all.

Sam heard his daughter's laughter before he saw anyone, and he couldn't help but smile a little wider because her happiness was infectious. He was beginning to fidget again, so he clasped his hands in front while he waited. It wasn't long until he saw her, and all the nerves and jumpy feelings seemingly melted away into a perfect peace he was so thankful for. It was easy then, for him to focus on her. Stunning in the white dress that hugged plush curves and draped to her feet. Thick, soft curls framed her face, with a wreath of flowers at the crown and Sam barely remembered to breathe, he was so caught up in the moment. His sniff was barely audible, though olive eyes shone, full of love and excitement and he happy to see the same look on her face, gorgeous and glowing as the was. Mary and Elodie were still holding tight to Alex, who smiled at him, looking just as sweet and perfect as her mother, he felt overwhelmed. "Daddy! Mama's pretty!" Sam could only nod at his little girl, his gaze still focused on his future bride as he walked forward. Faintly, he heard the click and whir of cameras, no doubt Carla and the rest of the crew getting shots in but all he could see was his love, perfect and happy, and stunning. Gently, Sam took her hand, pale thumb smoothing over silky chestnut skin and he offered her a smile that bordered on shy, uncharacteristic for the normally bold young man. "You...are everything," he told her, his words simple and sincere. "You're beautiful."

Mercedes couldn't stop grinning when she saw him, taking a couple deep breaths as they met in the middle of the room. She laughed a little at Alex's comment, biting her lip as her eyes burned a little from welling tears. She didn't know it would happen this early, wiping beneath her eyes so her makeup wouldn't get ruined. "You are," she replied, her voice a little thick. Releasing his hand, she brought hers to his face, cupping it and attempting to make that moment last a little longer. She could still hear cameras going off as she tried to recall what the rules for this were. "Am I allowed to kiss him?" She asked no one in particular.

Sam wasn't sure if the kissing was allowed, but his mother answered anyway with a 'not yet'. So he dipped his head and pressed a tiny kiss to the inside of her wrist instead, which only brought on the 'aww's' from the group. The next few minutes were spent posing naturally while Carla snapped a few shots. Sam was content to keep it as organic as possible, at least for the pre-ceremony pictures. He was so caught up in just how beautiful she looked, anyway. Eventually, they were able to get some pictures with Alex, who was only too happy to primp and pose, showing off her 'big girl' dress. Sam was feeling antsy again, but mostly due to the anticipation. He couldn't wait for the ceremony to begin. "Should we take some pictures outside," he asked, and Carla nodded, and attempted to herd the group outdoors, where the rest of the guest were gathered. It was an intimate affair, close friends and family, and Sam was pleased with the transformation of the cabin he loved so much, glad it was the place where they'd take that next big step.

Mercedes followed the rest of them to the scenic yard, away from where the ceremony was being held so they wouldn't run into guests. They posed for family photos, and then together. When he probably noticed that she was staring at him, she smirked and leaned in. "You know, I imagine that if we went to our prom, it might have been a little like the last ten minutes." She smiled some more as Mary and Dwight joined them, furrowing her brow when she saw Elodie quickly walking up to them. It occurred to Mercedes that the woman had disappeared for the last few minutes. "Hey, what's going on?" she asked, reaching out to take the woman's hand. "Some guests are arriving a little early," she began. Mercedes began to shrug, but Elodie continued. "Some...special guests...they wanted to come back here." She was confused until she noticed, over the woman's shoulder, her parents making their way over. Instinctively, she stepped back as they approached. "Mercedes," her mother greeted, clutching her purse and briefly looking around at everyone else. It was overwhelming, everyone watching expectantly and seeing them there after all that time. The only memories that stuck were bad ones. "I'm sorry. I just need..." She didn't finish, turning around and picking her dress up, walking as fast as her heels would let her back into the cabin. The door she chose led to a back hallway and she stopped once she was out of sight, pressing her palm against the wall and attempting to do breathing exercises.

Sam was good with taking Carla's easy direction, doing nothing more but standing and moving, though he did manage a small laugh because he'd been thinking the same thing about prom. "Guess this is kind of our prom. But like, a hundred times better. Being your husband beats some damn prom king crown any day." The smile he'd been wearing for the better half of an hour faded when Elodie appeared, and Sam's gaze quickly shifted from Mercedes' stunned face to their surprise guests. Confusion was the name of the game, until he realized Mercedes' hand was gone from his grasp and she was hurrying towards the cabin and away from the mother Sam was sure they'd never see again. Full lips twisted into a slight frown, though brief as it was when he heard his daughter's happy giggle while she settled in her godfather's arms. But he didn't waste any time following after his future bride, not even bothering with a glance back to the group of parents and friends he'd left behind. He found her near the back entrance to the kitchen, clutching at the wall and his hand settled at the small of her back, rubbing gently. "Red? Talk to me."

Mercedes sighed when she felt his hand on her back before straightening and managing a smile at him. "I'm fine. Really. I just...it was a little overwhelming out there and I didn't know what to do and I thought I was gonna start hyperventilating and I had to leave. I suddenly felt suffocated. Everyone staring...waiting." She paused for a long time. "I really am fine. I'm better than fine. Elated. I just...didn't expect them to come." Turning and leaning against the wall, she closed her eyes, shaking her head. "I didn't think they would come, Sam. And they're just...here."

Sam could understand that reasoning, but he was still a little worried. Her smile was reassuring though, so he relaxed a little and gave her hip a small squeeze. "Don't think anyone was expecting them to be here. We all know how tough it's been for you, going through all this wedding shit without them." The initial shock and confusion gave way to hardened annoyance, but Sam shoved aside that knee-jerk reaction to focus on Mercedes. "So...now that they are here...what do you wanna do about it? You know I'll support whatever decision you wanna make. And it's just us. If you don't wanna talk to them, you know I will. Got no problem telling people to fuck off. Even at my wedding. I don't want anything to take that smile from your face, on our day."

Mercedes took another deep breath, smiling again and moving forward to hug him tightly. "I can do that before the wedding," she murmured against his neck before pulling away. "I think...I don't care if they stay. I think I want them to. But I'm not going to allow them to ruin this either way. They were invited. They're just guests like everyone else." Taking his hand, she went back outside, waving at everyone to signify she was okay. "Sorry about that," she began when they joined them all where they stood. "Just needed a moment." She turned to her parents and offered a smile. Her mother looked hard as always, face pinched as she surveyed the area. Her father just looked tired. He always did, but it just seemed as though the years continued to weigh on him. "Thank you guys for coming. But we've gotta stay on schedule, with the pictures and the ceremony and everything. Chelsea, can you show them to some seats?" she asked, turning to her friend and bridesmaid who'd been doubling as her wife's assistant. The woman nodded, hurrying over and smiling at the couple before not-so-gently shooing them in the direction of the setup.

Sam wrapped his arms around her in a firm hug, his smile warm and he buried it into her curls. "Long as you're okay. Only thing I care about." Whether or not her parents stayed wasn't an issue for him; Sam was grateful for the important people in his life being present, and the rest was just part of the scenery. With Mercedes' hand in his, they returned to the group. He didn't spare a second glance in his in-laws direction, but instead leaned over and blew a raspberry into Alex's cheek, smiling at her laughter and the way she wiggled in Mark's hold. "Well I think we got a wedding to get to, right?" Whatever tension had surfaced with the arrival of the unexpected guests seemed gone, along with Sam's earlier bout of nerves. The happy energy had returned and Sam gave his mother a grateful smile when she clapped her hands and started shuffling the rest of the small wedding party to their places. Before Sam walked away, he pressed a kiss to Mercedes' knuckles and offered her a crooked smile. "Next time we kiss, it's gonna be as husband and wife. Exactly how we were meant to be. See you at the end of the aisle, Princess. I'll be the handsome dude in the suit, trying to keep my tears in check."

Mercedes smiled wide at him, nodding. "Okay. And I hope you do, because if I see tears I'll multiply them." Kissing his hand in return, she let him go, biting her lip as he went. She soon felt Elodie's hand on her shoulder, turning to the woman who would soon be giving her away. She was already tearing up, and Mercedes smirked, bringing her palm to her forehead. "Come on, El, the same thing I said to Sammy. Can I at least make it up the aisle before I start bawling?" They both laughed and she apologized, giving the younger woman a kiss on the cheek before the went to their post by the cabin. From there, they could see the ceremony clearly. Everyone was there now, talking among themselves and waiting for it to begin. Her friends were there, her in-laws were beaming, and Alex was bouncing at the edge of the walkway, waiting for her moment to shine as the flower girl. This was it. In just twenty minutes, they would be married. Everything they always knew would be real. Soon the music began to play, and she snapped out of it, hearing Elodie whisper "It is time, my dear," before hooking her arm with hers. "Are you ready?" She was, more than ever.

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