Beauty And The Beast

The Actual Wedding

"Yo, the walker-down-the-aisler is here," Stiles said, walking into the room wearing his black tux, but when he saw Bella he stopped,"Bella, what's wrong with your face?"

Despite her sleep deprivation Bella smiled,"Bad dream, wedding jitters."

Stiles heard the smallest blip in her heartbeat, but he decided to let it go.

"Do you need some help?" Rosalie asked Alice, while looking beautiful in her lavender dress,"I could do her hair."

"Really?" Bella asked in surprise.

Rosalie offered a small smile, their relationship had greatly improved since they had first met, but they still weren't at the stage where they would call each other best friends,"Please. I'm not offended by your choice of groom."

"Just my blatant lack of respect for mortality," Bella replied sarcastically.

"Essentially," Rosalie said, going behind Bella and starting to do a braid of some sort.

"Weddings, they bring everyone together," Alice said, while giving a pointed look to Stiles.

Stiles only responded with a glare,"I'm gonna go make sure everyone's seated," Stiles said, kissing Rosalie on the cheek.

Stiles walked out of the room, heading down the stairs, and out the front door looking around at the pews and wedding decorations.

"You know, I remember when you once promised your Mom that you would never wear a suit," A familiar voice said, and Stiles smiled, turning to look at his father,"Glad to see that promise was broken."

"Yeah, yeah," Stiles said, walking toward him and hugging his father,"You need to trim the beard, old man," He said, looking at his father's beard.

"I kinda like it," Noah replied, scratching his scraggly face,"Mel does too."

Right on cue, Melissa walked to Noah's side, wearing a long blue dress,"Hey, Stiles."

Stiles' smile widened,"Hey, Melissa," He said, hugging her as well.

"It's good to see you again," Mel said, fixing Stiles' tie,"You grew up a bit more too."

Stiles looked down at himself, it was true, he had grown a bit more, six foot one now, and almost a hundred and ninety pounds of hard muscle and indestructible bone. The opposite of what he was a few years previously was a hundred and forty seven pounds of pale skin and fragile bone, but he always had sarcasm ready for any defense.

"How are you doing?" Stiles asked her sincerely, referring to the loss of her son.

"Everyday it gets a little easier," Mel replied with a small sad smile,"Did you find anything yet?"

Stiles had been looking for Lydia, Gerard, and Monroe for the past couple of months, going through several supernatural territories to try and find them, but only hearing rumors here and there.

Stiles shook his head,"I'm sorry."

"Don't be," She replied,"Let's just focus on the wedding."

Stiles nodded, a ghost of a smile on his lips.

"I look forward to meeting your girlfriend too," Noah called out as Stiles started heading towards the front door.

"She looks forward to it too," Stiles said, before opening the door and heading in.

As Stiles headed back towards the room where Bella was getting ready he ran into Charlie on the stairs, staring at the wall of graduation caps while holding what looked like a jewelry case in his hands.