Crisis On Earth-1

Wedding Bells

[Authors Note: Well, it's all been leading to this. Eagle eyed readers may notice something familiar in this chapter. Keep your eyes out, ladies and gentlemen, and tell me if you notice what you think I'm talking about it! Only chapter left after this, and I'm a little emotional about that. I hope you all enjoy Wedding Bells, and I'll see you on Sunday for the Epilogue!]

It was right before the wedding, and Kara couldn't sit still. She would constantly start floating a foot off the floor whenever she started to ramble, and Lena had to grab her arm and tug her back down to Earth; like a rogue balloon threatening to float away, never to be seen again. At first it was endearing, but now Lena was becoming somewhat vexed. She tugged Kara down back to Earth once more with a firm grip. She put both her hands on Kara's square shoulders, and firmly gripped them, staring her dead in the eyes with a gaze that'd make any of Lena's rude business associates quake in their shoes.

"Kara Danvers, I swear to God if you don't sit still I'm dragging Barry in here right now and marrying you both myself." Her voice was firm, but full of mischief. She chuckled to herself, and patted Kara's shoulders kindly. She was getting married, of course she was going to be a little antsy.
"This dress is beautiful, your hair is beautiful, your eyes are beautiful, you are beautiful. You're going to walk out there, and Barry's jaw is going to hit the floor, I promise you." She soothed, and cupped Kara's cheek. "Stop worrying, God you're worse than your sister at times." She chuckled, and removed her hand, smoothing down her pink bridesmaids dress. Of course Kara had selected her, Alex, and Caitlin to be her bridesmaids. While Barry had given Oliver, and Cisco the honour of being his best men.

"You... really think so? Maybe it's too much, I mean- What I just adjusted my- Ow!" Kara went to reach for her hair to adjust it but Lena firmly slapped it. Of course it didn't actually harm her, but Kara was adjusted to responding with physical feigns of pain in order to fit in.
"Okay, okay! Rao, I'll- Okay, I'll leave it alone. I'm just nervous, okay? I mean... I dunno why, I love Barry so much! He's amazing, and handsome, and just... him. Why am I so nervous?" She started rambling, and Lena wrapped her arms around the confused Kryptonian before she could float away in confusion and nerves.

"Because your life is changing, Kara. And that's good! You're finally going to have someone to spend the rest of your life with. And that's totally scary, I mean... I was scared as the prospect of having friends. But you just wove your way into my heart, and now we're best friends. And now you'll have Barry, and by God if that man could love you any more I'd be shocked. Now, it's almost time. Let's put the finishing touches on your hair." Lena moved her fingers to Kara's hair in order to properly adjust the curls so they were sitting just right. But something was on her mind, Kara noticed the crinkle in her eyebrows as she worked. It was more than focused precision.

"Something's on your mind, Lena. What is it?"

"What makes you think something's wrong?" Lena answered, defensively.

"Besides the fact that I can hear you heartbeat. I can see it. It's written all over that face of yours." Kara giggled and stuck her tongue out at Lena in a playful manner, a complete child at heart.

"Um... when I woke up after you... came back, I read your letter. You promised me you'd tell me what El Mayarah means when you came back, I was just thinking about it then, that's all." Lena's breath and voice steadied as she spoke. She hummed quietly to herself as she worked on putting the finishing touches on Kara's hair. There was a comfortable silence in the air, but Kara was eager to fill it. She smiled once Lena pulled her hands away, staring in awe of the craftsmanship and skill it'd taken to get Kara's hair in such a manner. It flowed like a golden river down each side of her head, falling into a spiral just pass her shoulders.

Kara stood there, looking in the mirror with tears in her eyes. Everything was absolutely perfect, and the Girl of Steel was ready to waltz out there, arm in arm with J'onn in place of Zor-El or Jeremiah. He'd been so honoured by the prospect of walking her down the aisle that he'd almost cried once he heard those words. The Martian Manhunter, brought to tears by a simple request by the Girl of Steel. He was a big softy at heart, and Kara had always known it. It just wasn't often she was reminded of how utterly kind and honourable that man was.