The Wedding of the Century
Propping his chin against his hand, Dave Rossi fought a grin as he engaged in his favorite activity - watching his beautiful bride-to-be. Currently pacing his spacious office in front of the windows behind him, her brow furrowed in consternation, Jennifer Jareau soon to be Rossi was fighting the overwhelming urge to stomp her feet like a child. Glaring out the window, David watched as she frowned again.
"Jen-," he began.
"Don't say it, Dave! I mean it! I am NOT overreacting. We've got an outside wedding planned, damn it! Two hundred people are gonna get rained on tomorrow if this doesn't stop!" she yelled, gesturing wildly out the window. "It's been raining for DAYS!"
"It's been raining for," he said patiently, glancing at his watch, "approximately forty-five minutes. I'm PRETTY sure that doesn't qualify as days, honey."
"Oh, shut up! It's been cloudy for days then! It's just picked NOW, the eve of our wedding, to pour from the heavens! It's a sign, Dave! I'm telling you," she said, glaring at him, "This is a sign!"
"Yeah, it's a sign that the draught seizing the city is finally over," Dave replied, settling back in his leather chair. "It'll let up, babe. It's just a little shower."
"It'll be a monsoon by morning! Just you wait and see!" JJ grumbled, crossing her arms over her waist. "Swear to God, if I have to build an ark to get to the church, I'm not gonna be happy!"
"Well, I haven't heard any reports of the animals pairing off and God didn't send me a memo to start gathering wood, so…" Dave began, rising to step behind her.
Turning sharply, JJ pushed a pointed nail into his chest, growling, "NOT funny, Dave!"
Gently letting his hands settle against her narrow hips, Dave stared down at the worried woman in front of him. "Listen to me, JJ. Nothing is going to keep us from getting to that church tomorrow. Nothing. God wouldn't be that cruel, babe. He already sent your parents from hell and your psychotic brother. This is gonna go off without a hitch."
"Oh, God, don't even mention my family to me," JJ moaned with a shiver, stepping into his arms. "Mama alone is enough to make me want to find the nearest bridge and jump!"
"Or drive you to drink," Dave mumbled. "Oh wait, she already did that, didn't she?"
Smacking his arm, JJ turned to stare back out the window, sighing as David wrapped his arms around her from behind. "And, Tony," she continued, leaning against him. "Him letting daddy show up the way he did! I could kill him!"
"Oh, don't worry. I plan on paying that boy back in spades, babe."
"And then there was that fiasco that you call a bachelor party. Morgan is going to pay for that one until the day he dies. And beyond, if I have my way!"
"Hey," Dave grinned, nuzzling her neck, "I kinda enjoyed my party. There were definitely some memories made that evening that I plan on pulling out every now and again. Especially the ending."
Stepping out of his arms, JJ gazed at him with warning. "Regardless, Dave, I'm seriously beginning to believe that we're cursed. Somewhere along the way, I pissed off the powers that be. I thought we could fly under the radar. Have a nice quiet little wedding and get on with our life together. Fate is conspiring against us though! NOTHING about this has gone according to schedule. First we had to find another church at the last minute due to a gas leak. Then the caterers double booked us with another wedding. Then, the florist fell off the ladder…"
Shaking his head, David pulled JJ back into his arms. "And despite everything, we've managed to find a way around it all!" Tightening his grip on the anxious woman in his arms, Dave whispered, "We ARE getting married, Jennifer. I've waited too long and fought way too hard to allow anything to ruin this for me, woman! No damn curse, voodoo hoodoo, or mother-in-law from hell is gonna stop me from making you mine!"
"You say that now," JJ muttered against his shirt, "but, I just don't think it's gonna be as simple as you'd like to think. History is teaching me otherwise."
Tipping her face up to his, Dave shook his head again. Laughing, David replied, "Honey, trust me on this. We're due a break. Nothing bad is gonna happen!"
"Now, why the hell did you have to go and say THAT," JJ groaned as her future husband's mouth cut her off.