Amazing (Part 2)
Now there is no sin
And it's amazing
I love life
I hope you do too
'Cause I love everything
It's all amazing
I feel you
Do you feel you?
When they say we're born again
'Cause I feel born again
And it's amazing
And it's the best thing
And it's glorious
It's life changing
It's the best thing
It's life changing
We only sent out twenty invites. But more people are still showing up. The little chapel is packed. Word of mouth must've gotten out that Temperance Brennan was taking the plunge that she vowed she never would. Parker, Hodgins and Wendell are standing at the altar with me and I guess they've noticed that I'm sweating worse than a fat kid on a treadmill going full speed.
"Dude, calm down. She's not going to back out. Ange isn't going to let her," Hodgins says from behind me. I ignore him. I'm just trying to focus on when those doors open. As soon as Angela and Cam and Q come down, it's Bren's turn. I still can't believe this is happening.
"Booth, it's fine. She's going walk down the aisle and she's going to say 'I do'. It's a no brainer for her," Wendell adds.
"Daaaaad! Trust me, Bones looks super pretty in her dress. I saw it! Angela said you're not gonna be able to keep your hands off her!" Parker shouts. I turn around and give Parker a look to keep quiet. Wendell and Hodgins give my son a high five for his comment. I roll my eyes and the doors at the back of the chapel open. My daughter comes running down the aisle to me. As Quinn gets closer, I step forward to catch her as she comes plowing into me. I hoist her up and give her a kiss.
"Hi, daddy," she says to me. She smiles and waves to Parker. He smiles back and waves.
"Hi, Q. How's it going?"
"Good. Mommy comin'."
I nod and set her down beside me. My daughter has never looked cuter. Her dress is white and I can already imagine stains on it by the time we get to the reception. There's a bow on the back of her dress that's decorated with a flower that's probably bigger than her face. Angela did a wonderful job designing the dress. It's adorable. Quinn occupies herself by watching her dress twirl as she spins.
Cam walks down the aisle first and Angela's right behind. Angela designed their dresses too.
"Why did Ange have to make dresses that look so good?" Hodgins whines. I turn around and tell the bugman to shut up. But he's right; the dresses do look good on the squints. They're low cut and I can still hear Hodgins panting over his wife's exposed skin.
"Hodgins, so help me God, if you don't keep your mouth shut, I will kill you right here, right now," I warn him. He glares at me but he shuts his mouth.
My tux is making me sweat. Or maybe it's the fact that the woman I've loved for almost ten years is finally going to marry me. It's packed in the chapel too so that doesn't help the heat element. Everyone and their mother from the Jeffersonian and everyone I know from the Hoover are here. I know we didn't invite this many people and once Bren sees everyone, she's not going to be happy.
Max looks at me from the second row and gives me an encouraging nod. Bren refused to let him walk her down the aisle. I know it stung Max just a little bit when she denied his request but she's independent and strong willed enough that I wasn't all that surprised that she said no.
Canon in D started playing and I look to the back of the chapel. Bones starts walking down the aisle quickly. Angela and Cam are gesturing for her to slow down and she, thankfully, notices what the gestures meant. She slows down and smiles at Quinn. It was taking both Parker and I to keep Q from running to her mom.
She looks beautiful. Her dress is the only one that Angela didn't design. She and Cam took Bren shopping and after one very long weekend, Angela proudly marched Bren back into our house with a long garment bag and told me if I peeked at it, I would swiftly lose my manhood. Bren's dress clings to every curve and the sleeves that are just falling off her shoulders just about make me lose it. Her hair is down and the way it curls around her face gives her a glow I've never seen before. Angela and Parker were right. I wanted to go on our honeymoon right now.
I glance at Pops and Jared. They both wink at me and Jared's wife Padme gives me a thumbs up.
I look back to Bren and she is standing in front of me now. She blushes and smiles at me. I give her a big grin. The justice of the peace starts to speak and everyone in the chapel sits. Quinn is hanging all over Bren and Angela gives her a bag of cheerios to eat and keep her occupied.
"I feel extremely odd in this…thing," she whispers and looks down at her dress.
"You look gorgeous, Bren," I whisper back.
She looks around and smiles at Parker before looking confused. Bones looks back at me.
"Why is Parker wearing your belt buckle?"
I laugh quietly so I don't interrupt the justice of the peace who is still talking. "Angela wouldn't let me wear it but she didn't say anything about Parker."
She laughs quietly too and looks back at Parker. My Booth-y Cocky belt buckle really is too big on him. It looks odd with his little tux and it looks like his pants are going to fall down. I'm going to take it back from him when we go to the reception. My son is too young to be wearing something like that.
The ceremony moves along fast and not long after we exchange rings, I'm told to kiss Bren in front of everyone. It's not something either of us like to do in public but damn it, it's my wedding and I'm going to do what I want. I kiss her gently at first and, surprisingly, she doesn't hold back.
I pull away from her and she smiles wide. Her cheeks are red from blushing and the justice of the peace announces us as we walk back up the aisle. Quinn toddles after us and pulls Parker along by his hand.
My wife and I stop just outside the church doors before getting in the limo Hodgins rented for us.
"I love you," Bren says to me, "You taught me how to love. I can't even imagine my life without you or Parker or Quinn. Thank you for loving me."
"Why are you thanking me? I'm pretty sure I was in love with you the first time I laid eyes on you," I tell her.
"In that lecture hall?"
I nod. "I still wore my hair slicked to the side and that was before you taught me that, anthropologically, free-thinkers and mavericks always showed some kind of rebellion. That was before my goofy socks, my silly ties and my Booth-y belt buckle."
"I remember that. Do you remember what you asked me?" she said.
"Do you believe in fate?"
"Absolutely not. Ludicrous."
A/N: So that's it. But I'm not sure if I want to add one more epilogue or leave it like this. I'm sorry it took so long; I was trying to make this just right. And I've been having writer's block on my other active story so hopefully that can resolve itself pretty soon. And hopefully I can write more. My aunt and cousin came in from California yesterday and I've been incredibly busy visiting with them and catching up and I have a wedding to go to for my other cousin this Saturday so hopefully I'll find time in there somewhere! Thanks for reading! I hope you've enjoyed it! Let me know what you think!