WEDDING DAY - MAX
There I was standing at the end of the aisle staring at the sea of faces both familiar and unfamiliar sitting expectantly in the pews before me. The sunlight that was streaming through the window cast a beautiful glow and the flowers that were tied to the pews filled the air with a lovely fragrance. I felt very far away from my Manticore days as I smoothed the soft silk of my wedding dress. As the strains of the wedding march began to play I thought back to the events that brought me to this day.
Logan proposed in his typical backwards fashion. We were eating dinner one day when he started shifting nervously in his seat.
"Yeah Logan. What is it?"
"Forget it. I changed my mind."
"Hey!. Tell me. What were you going to ask me?"
"There is another Cale wedding coming up and I was going to ask you to go with me."
"I'm busy that day." I turned to walk away.
"Max!. I turned back to see Logan all flustered. "You don't even know when it is!. Anyway, I said I wasn't going didn't I?
"Not exactly. Why are you bailing?"
"You know..All those people looking at us..." Logan seemed very nervous.
"Sounds like fun!" Then I got a little suspicious. "Logan, I thought all the Cales were married. Whose wedding is this anyway?"
"Ours" His eyes were a beautiful blend of love, fear and hope.
"Logan Cale!. With a proposition like that how could a girl say no!."
A few weeks later we were sitting at the table again, me with a spectacular diamond ring on my finger, discussing wedding plans. This experience was so uncomfortable that I was using all my determination to stay in my seat and not bolt out the door. During the last year Logan and I learned to express our feelings to each other. But there was no way I was going to "Declare my Undying Love" to the whole world! So I let my Manticore persona take over.
"Look Logan. I think we should keep this small. There is no reason to waste a bunch of time and money on an elaborate wedding.
"Sure Max. We can do it any way you want. Would you mind if we invited Bennett and Marianne? He did ask me to be his best man."
"No problem...." Their wedding was really beautiful. I started smiling thinking about Logan and I having a wedding like that.
"Max, what are you thinking about?"
"Bennett's and Marianne's Wedding."
"Max, it was really beautiful wasn't it?"
"Would you like to have a traditional wedding?" I think Logan noticed the yearning in my voice.
"No. Forget it. It's a waste of money." But I couldn't hide my disappointment.
"Max, I want you to have it. You are the most beautiful woman in my life and you are going to be my wife. I want to tell everyone that I love you. I want you to have every beautiful thing on you wedding day. You deserve it!" His voice was full of love and sincerity.
'His love burrowed into my heart and for a moment I felt that I too wanted to tell the whole world about my love for this beautiful man in front of me. I couldn't help grinning from ear to ear at the idea."
So there I was standing at the end of the aisle and I knew exactly what the look on Marianne's face was that day.
Terror! Pure Terror!
"Soldier! Get your head in the game! There is no way you are abandoning this mission now!" It was Zack leading me down the aisle. He had fought so hard for my freedom from Manticore. As he saw the growing love between Logan and I he gave me the freedom to stay in Seattle and chase my dreams. So here he was today walking me down the aisle to give me away.
I steadied myself on his arm. "Thanks Zack. Don't you dare let me run away from this!"
I looked to the left of the aisle past the sea of faces and there were Kendra and Cindy smiling encouragingly at me. My Boo already had happy tears in her eyes. Despite all her protests to the contrary she is such a hopeless romantic. To my right were Bling and Sam the two men who kept Logan whole during the terrible and wonderful year that we just went through. And there in front of the alter was Logan his beautiful blue eyes drawing me to him. The magnificent smile on his face showed his amazement and love as I walked toward him.
Zack lifted the veil over my head and gave me a gentle kiss on the cheek. He shook Logan's hand and then placed my hand in Logan's.
My heart filled with joy as Logan placed the wedding band on my finger.
"Max Guevara. When I couldn't walk you gave me the strength to stand. And in the depths of my despair you brought joy back into my life. You are my match. My mate. I declare to you that I will love you all the days of my life and beyond." I couldn't help but mouth the next words along with Logan. "We met by fate. But became partners by choice. And together we have embarked on the greatest adventure a man and woman could know."
Logan Cale. You are my peace and my security. When I lost faith you gave me hope for a better world. I no longer need to run from my fears but can run into your arms of love. As I place this ring on your finger my heart rejoices with all the angels in heaven at the love that we have. I declare to you that I will love you all the days of my life and beyond. Today my heart is full."
As we leaned into each other we heard the minister's voice. "Logan Cale and Maxine Guevara. By the power vested in me I declare you man and wife. You may kiss the bride." And then I was lost in Logan's kiss. His strong arms supported me as his lips declared their love.
The reception was a blur of smiling faces, the wackiness of the jam pony gang, the snooty elegance of Logan's peeps and the not so phony sentimentality of my X5 siblings. Throughout it all Logan was at my side. It was as if we couldn't bear to be apart from each other for even a moment. And then in a moment he disappeared. As I turned around looking for him the sad and haunting music of that day we thought we would never see each other again filled the air. Sibelius.
As the crowd parted there was Logan in the middle of the floor beckoning me to join him in our wedding waltz. I swung the train of my wedding dress over my arm and began walking toward him. As I walked toward him the crowd faded away and there was only Logan and I. I slowly sat down on his lap and placed my legs over the arms of his wheelchair. I wrapped my arms around his neck and looked up into his beautiful eyes. We danced for what seemed like an eternity without taking our eyes off each other. The love overflowed my heart and poured out my eyes in joyful tears.
"Are you okay Max? Do you want to stop?" Logan asked gently.
"No. Don't let go." I burrowed closer into his chest.
"I won't." he reassured me.
Thanks "Def" for a great question. Can Logan be truly whole without the use of his legs? After reading this what do you guys think?
I was hoping to show that Max really doesn't see Logan's wheelchair. Did it work?