Disclaimer: Joss and NBC own Buffy and ER. I own Liam and plot.
Rating: same as show
Feedback: You must! Or I won't send any more fic.
Spoilers: Up to Buffy 5, Angel 2
Author's Note: 8th in T&T series.
Summery: Buffy's thoughts on her wedding.

Buffy was not nervous. Not at all. She stood in the brideroom of the church in her wedding gown, one hour away from becoming Buffy McFladgery. The road had been long and uphill but it was worth it. Being able to be with a human Angel was worth all the fights, angry words, and estranged times. It was worth the pain of her junior year of high school and the awkwardness of her senior year, the bitter hatred that had accompanied Angel leaving for Los Angeles. This moment was worth the jealousy she had felt seeing Angel hugging and defending Faith. She knew that if one thing had or had not happened, she probably wouldn't have Liam and she wouldn't be marrying the man that had captured her heart by following her to the Bronze. At that point, he was the mysterious and cryptic man that showed up every once and a while to save her with some info. Then she had discovered that he was a vampire, cursed with a soul. They had tried to stay away, deny what they both felt. They had their cup of coffee after Halloween and began their relationship. It ended with Angel losing his soul after their first time on the night of her 17th birthday. She had to send Angel to hell for all eternity, but he had returned and at the end of the school year, left Sunnydale and Buffy behind for Los Angeles.

Buffy had jumped into bad relationship after bad relationship, first Parker, then Riley, Eddie, Michael, and finally, Carlos. Riley had dumped her at the beginning of her sophomore year of college and the forces of darkness had killed the latter three. She had been unable to protect them and they didn't know what she was.

Buffy remembered when Angel came back to her, during her senior year of college. She had been sitting on a bench, crying silently over Carlos' death when she saw Angel. She thought she was imagining things but then he wrapped his strong arms around her and instantly, Buffy knew. She had felt his heartbeat, seen him in the sunlight (A.N. I don't think Buffy would be dumb enough to cry on a bench in Sunnydale at night, do you?) And felt his breath against her skin.

There was a knock on the door, jarring Buffy from her thoughts. Willow, Dawn, Cordelia, Carol, Elizabeth, and Liam entered the room and Buffy twirled around to greet them.

"Oh my God, Buffy, you look stunning," said Maid of Honor Willow.

She did look stunning. Her gown was pure white silk, satin, and Irish lace. The bodice was decorated with little sequin flowers while the skirt was smooth Chinese silk except for the bow that tied around the back. Hank entered the room. He looked from his gorgeous daughter to her bridal party. Willow had on a pastel green and white dress and her hair was curled into tiny ringlets around her head. The rest of the bridesmaids wore navy blue gowns with a white sash curling around the top of the dress to drape behind.

Buffy looked in the mirror one last time; her veil was placed over her perfectly crimped hair. She brought part of the veil over her head and walked out on her father's arm.

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