Opposites Attract

It's A Nice Day For A Wedding

"We’re here at the beautiful Coworth Park estate awaiting the arrival of the bride at what promises to be one of the most spectacular weddings of the year. We've been denied access to film the ceremony but there is quite a crowd waiting outside to catch a glimpse of International Rescue and their guests as they leave for the reception," Kat Cavanaugh informed her live audience, smiling at the camera. "We had quite a job finding out the location as every effort had been made on the part of International Rescue to maintain the secrecy surrounding this event, but our sources have come through, telling us that the guests are already seated and the ceremony set to start any minute now." 

"Here they come!" a young girl screamed in excitement, her camera phone already up and pointed towards the sleek white limousine as it glided to a stop. 

A suited chauffeur made his way around the front of the car to the back passenger door, his hand on the handle. 

The crowd held their breath as the door was opened and the bride climbed carefully out of the car, mindful of her floor-length white dress making contact with the wet ground. 

"The brides dress is beautiful, a traditionally elegant white number in plain satin," Kat reported, her eyes glued to the scene unfolding in front of them. 

A small girl pushed her way past the bride, a basket of flowers clutched in her hand, far too excited to stay put a moment longer. 

"The flower girl looks darling, her little pink dress just the prettiest thing I've ever seen," Kat continued. 

The bride moved forward, straightening her dress as she walked, allowing her bridesmaid to follow her out of the car, holding up the train of the dress to prevent it dragging on the ground. 

"Pink seems to be their theme colour of choice, the bridesmaid's dress matching that of the flower girl. Oh, here comes the bride's father now." 

"Are you ready, darling?" he asked when he reached her side, offering her his arm. 

"Very much so," she smiled, lifting her head as she pushed an errant chestnut curl back behind her ear. 

"Cut filming!" Kat hissed at her bemused camera man, her eyes wide with shock, "and get O'Neil on the phone, we've been had."

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Selene couldn't believe she was actually nervous. Not that she was doubting making their marriage legal or anything like that. Never had that thought crossed her mind, but she'd be lying if she said she wasn't a little worried about the ceremony and people's reaction to it. It wasn't a standard wedding as they knew it but she liked to think she'd helped to plan something beautiful with Tanzi and Jeff. 

"Stop being so ridiculous, Sel," she scolded herself. "It'll be perfect, you've planned it down to the last detail, it's exactly how you want it and if people don't like it, tough."

She took a deep breath, held it for a few seconds then let it out again slowly in a bid to calm her racing heart and negative thoughts. 

Even though she had been expecting it she still jumped when Scott knocked on the open bedroom door, the sharp sound jolting her out of her musings. 

"One second," she promised as she took one last look in the mirror, checking that she still looked passable and everything was where it should be. 

Her eyes were now even, having finished them after her brief meltdown and Penelope had done a lovely job on her hair, sweeping it back off her face and gathering it at the back of her head in an elegant French twist which glittered with tiny diamonds that matched her dress. A simple flower crown of midnight blue and white roses completed the look.