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Sarah

We're two minutes early. Two very minutes early. And suddenly I'm nervous. Grams, Trish and the others (yeah, the people of Belleville thought that Harm and I could use some guests at our wedding) have found their seats and here I am, waiting. Two minutes look like an eternity.
Finally, Frank mentions that it's time to go. (Because Uncle Matt is not here, Frank is the only other person that could possibly walk me down the aisle. At first, I didn't want anyone to walk me down the aisle, but Uncle Matt almost ordered me. Now Frank is doing it for him.) I take a first hesitant step and everybody rises. And trust me, it's crowded. My eyes travel over all the guests and find Harm's. He's standing there, Gabe by his side, both dressed in white. And Harm has never looked so handsome in his dress whites. He's smiling that patent Flyboy-grin at me.
One step after the other, I walk down the aisle. Right now, I'm so glad that Grams and Evelyn turned my dress into something else. I'll even admit to feeling pretty, instead of just being it. This day could not be any better. Well, in a couple of minutes, I'll be Mrs. Harmon Rabb Jr., instead of Sarah Mackenzie, and then the day will be better.
Harm and I are still looking at each other. Our eyes won't let go. This is what we've been waiting for. Noa is already standing at the end of the aisle, being the flower girl. Her smile could not be any brighter. It's something I see in a fraction of a second when my eyes let go. But they dart back so soon again, that I barely notice anything else than Harm. We've reached my fiancé and the kids now. Frank let's go of my arm.
"Who is giving this woman to this man?" Father Jackson asks.
Frank smiles. Anyway, that's what I can hear in his voice. My eyes still haven't left Harm's. "For her Uncle Matthew O'Hara, I am." And with that, Frank sits down.
Father Jackson turns to Harm and me. "Dearly beloved, we are gathered here to join this couple in Holy Matrimony. Sarah and Harm expressed the wish to have a simple ceremony so I will go directly to the vows. Harm and Sarah have chosen their own vows. Harm…"
Harm squeezes my hands. "I, Harm, take you to be my friend, my lover, the mother of my children and my wife. I will be yours in times of plenty and in times of want, in times of sickness and in times of health, in times of joy and in times of sorrow, in times of failure and in times of triumph. I promise to cherish and respect you, to care and protect you, to comfort and encourage you, and stay with you, for all eternity."
Simple vows yet so strong. It says everything about our relationship. I have trouble keeping my tears at bay and Harm gives my hands another squeeze. Yeah, I know. My turn.
"Sarah…"
"I, Sarah, take you to be my friend, my lover, the father of my children and my husband. I will be yours in times of plenty and in times of want, in times of sickness and in times of health, in times of joy and in times of sorrow, in times of failure and in times of triumph. I promise to cherish and respect you, to care and protect you, to comfort and encourage you, and stay with you, for all eternity."
Father Jackson steps forward again and looks around. "Who has the rings?"
With that, Gabe steps forward and presents the rings. Again, just simple ones. Gold in an endless circle. Endless like our love. Engraved on the inside with Для вечности. For eternity. Gabe gives the first one to Harm.
"This ring is a token of my love. I marry you with this ring, with all that I have and all that I am." Harms eyes are getting moist too. He brings my hand to his lips when I respond. "I will forever wear this ring as a sign of my commitment and the desire of my heart."
I can hear some sniffing in the back ground. I single tear slips down my own cheek when Gabe hands me Harm's ring. And we repeat the ceremony. "This ring is token of my love. I marry you with this ring, with all that I have and all that I am."
Harm repeats what I've said just moments ago. "I will forever wear this ring as a sign of my commitment and the desire of my heart."
We stare at each other for a long moment. This is it. We're married. Really married. I can hear Father Jackson say that he pronounces us husband and wife. That Harm can kiss me. For some reason our eyes still don't leave each other. Haven't for about ten minutes now. Slowly, Harm leans in and kisses me. The second his lips touch mine, I'm lost. We did it! We're married. I don't know how long we're standing there. My clock's gone haywire. Again. Oh, who cares… When we finally let go (only because we really need the oxygen) we grin at each other. "Hey, Mrs. Rabb."
Yeah, I'm really Mrs. Rabb. Sarah Rabb. "Hey yourself, Mr. Rabb."
Harm takes my hand and we turn to the guests. Father Jackson presents us as Mr. and Mrs. Harmon Rabb Jr. for the first time, but to me, that's all whispered.
Grams is not going to live it down that she allowed everyone to be here. But I'm glad they turned up nonetheless. It makes this day a little more special. Trish hands Shireen over to Harm and with the five of us, we walk back down the aisle to make pictures. When Harm and I are finally alone that afternoon, Harm wraps his arms around me. For a little while, we stand there, watching everyone around us. "And we were going to have a small wedding…"
I grin. "We were."
"We didn't, though."
"No, we didn't."
Harm nuzzles my neck and kisses my cheek. "Are you sure that you didn't invite Bud and Harriet? No regrets?"
I turn around in his embrace and look up to him. "Harm, I married you today. What do I have to regret?"
For a moment he eyes me. "Frankly, I have absolutely no idea what you have to regret."
I start to laugh. "Neither do I. I've got my husband, my kids… I've got family, Harm. For the first time in my life, I really have family."
Harm trails my lower lip with his index finger. "It really means a lot to you, right?"
And I tear up again. Just the… umpteenth time today. Seriously, what is wrong with me? "Yeah, of course. Doesn't it mean a lot to you, too?"
Harm wipes my tears off my cheek with his thumb. "It does, baby. Of course it does."
We watch in silence. Shireen gets handed off to everyone and she seems to like it. Noa is sitting on Frank's knee, eating some cake. With Frank's help, thankfully. And Gabe… Gabe is playing with friends he made within the hour. We changed him into some black slacks and a sweater. Not going to get his tux all messed up now.My hand slips into Harm's and Harm pulls me close. In that single instant, my life is one thing.
Perfect.


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