Crossing of my ways season 1 (Doctor Who fanfiction) #Wattys2016

Episode 25: Wedding of Keen and Collins

Hello Whovians!

I'm very sorry for not updating on time. I caught a cold and was half asleep for the past two days. Anyway, this story is just starting to get extremely serious very quickly, so don't be mad at me after you read this episode.

trigger warning: death

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3 months later

Turning around in front the mirror so I could see myself in my wedding dress from every angle I sighted with relief. "I actually look good in that."

"Well, you are the bride," said Patricia, shrugging.

"Remember," Said mom, walking to me, "smile, it's your wedding day after all. Also, sit straight and stand straight or your dress will look weird on you. Take care of your dress, it's white ..."

"And it was borrowed," I nodded, finishing the sentence.

Emily walked into the room where I was getting ready and smiled as she saw me. She was the one who helped me out to pick my dress and the one who convinced me to not have the same as Katniss in Catching Fire.

"Sister, you look fantastic," she said, smiling. The simple long dress, white as usually, was reaching to the floor in two layers. The silk one in more dirty white colour and the lace one that was slightly shorter to not reach exactly to the ground, -which would destroy the fabric-, on the top of heavy silk. A dark green ribbon made out of silk was added as a belt, since we decided to have it as our theme colour.

"You're beautiful too," I said, smiling at my sister, "where's Loki to see you in this?"

She was wearing a light summer dress the same colour as my ribbon, with black chiffon under layers.

She blushed slightly at my remark. "He'll be able to see me in this soon enough."

That was true. About two weeks after I gave birth to Susan, she decided to move to Asgard, while telling our parents she was going to Sweden to live with her boyfriend. Dad was complaining a little at first but both parents finally gave in after she promised to call.

She was quite bad at keeping promises, which reminded me that future queen of Asgard was way too 'busy' to keep in touch with her family. At least she'll be happy.

I got nervous in church, a little shaky and all. William was almost like god to me and that was the day I fell in love with him all over again. It was probably because he barely ever wore suit and everything.

Ceremony had no complications. The kiss was perfect. And, I shouldn't forget, the rings were beautiful.

They were not special. I mean, they were fully made of gold and they were expensive, but overall they were just copies of the One. We paid for them alone, but we had to buy those on hire purchase.

But as William said: "It is cheaper than building a Death Star."

Well, everything is cheaper than building a Death Star.

The party afterwards was great. I can't remember when I had more fun with close and distant relatives as well as with some closest friends from college and work before. We were worried Doctor and River couldn't make it, but at the end they also showed up. Susan was looking at everyone in awe and only fell asleep somewhere before midnight, when my parents took her home.

I and William on the other hand, had to stay up until five in the morning barely getting home as we were so tired.

When William's last cousin with his family finally left after thanking us for the invitation and we almost gave up on ever getting home, Doctor, who just returned after he got River to some distant future for whatever reason it was, reminded us that he has a TARDIS and gave us and Emily, - who helped us with gifts-, a ride, landing directly in the apartment.