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Stranded (Part 4) - James Conrad - Kong:Skull Island

This is for AshliDinkelman Hope you like it. Sorry it took so long.

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You were nervous. Which was ridiculous really. You and James had been married for years. Okay, so you'd spent more time separated from your husband than you had together, but still. When he'd first suggested the two of you renewing your vows you'd been completely against it. After several days of coaxing on his part and thinking on yours you'd finally agreed. 

You hadn't spent a lot of time planning, aware that at any moment the government might sweep in and snatch you up to find more giant beasts. And you wanted it to be small anyway. Just you, James and the minister. You made your public commitment to each other, this ceremony was just for the two of you.

You had splurged on one very important thing. A wedding dress. Your original intention had been to pick up a simple sundress but you'd come across this one in a window and couldn't pass it by. It was lace with beading around the waist and just may be the most beautiful thing you'd ever seen. It made you feel beautiful when you tried it on and you'd bought it on the spot, only wincing slightly at the cost.

A soft knock came at the door to the room where you were getting dressed. "Come in," you called. 

The door eased open and James peeked his head inside. He ran his gaze over you from head to toe as a wide smile covered his face. "You look amazing."

You gave a small curtsey and a cheeky grin. "Why thank you, sir. Isn't it bad luck to see the bride before the wedding?"

He stepped fully into the room and shut the door behind him. "I think we've both burnt through more than our share of bad luck, darling. Plus, I figured we were immune since we're already married."

"I like the way you think. On both counts."

His arms slid around your waist and yours looped around his neck. Since your reunion on the island, the two of you hadn't been apart for more than a few hours at a time. And when you were together, you couldn't seem to stop touching each other. If you weren't holding hands, you were leaning on each other or playing with each other's hair. It also wasn't unusual for you to wind up sitting on James's lap no matter the setting. 

He certainly didn't care what anyone else thought, and you couldn't bring yourself to care either. His lips brushed against yours and soon you were both lost in a deep kiss. Eventually you parted and he wrapped your hand in his. "Ready, Mrs. Conrad?"

"As I'll ever be, Mr. Conrad."

He led you from the room and outside to the small area that had been set up for you to exchange your vows. Five chairs were set up to one side. You frowned at the people filling them. No one was supposed to be here, so who were these people?

James squeezed your hand and guided you over to greet the unexpected guests. When you saw who was waiting for you, moisture flooded your eyes and you began to laugh. Hank Marlow rose to greet you, tears pooling in his own eyes as he wrapped you in a tight embrace. You returned the hug eagerly. "I've missed you," you told him.

He laughed and pulled back to look you over. "Never thought that would happen." He gestured to a woman and young man that came to stand with him. "This is my wife, Rosie and my son, Henry."

You shook hands with both of them while smiling at Hank. "One more day," you told him. 

He grinned. "One more day, Y/N." They stepped out of the way to reveal the two remaining guests. 

Slivko and Mason.  

They got hugs as well though not as enthusiastic as the one you gave Hank. "I can't believe you all came for this," you said as you stepped back. James's arm wrapped around your waist and he pulled you against his side.

"I wasn't about to miss this guy becoming Mr. Slayer, I'll tell you that," Hank said with a laugh. 

"Mr. Slayer, huh?" James said, his lips twitching. "You do recall we're already married?"

Hank waved a hand through the air in dismissal. "That was before she was Slayer though wasn't it? It's not official 'till this."

Everyone sat down and Hank made a shooing motion with his hand telling you to get on with it. You turned to your husband and smiled up at him. His hands resting at the small of your back pulled you closer and he kissed you again.

"You ready to become Mr. Slayer then?" you asked when you broke apart.

His grin stole your breath. You'd never grow tired of this man. "Absolutely, darling."

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Sorry this is short. I had a hard time with this one to be honest, but it's finally done. Yay!