a/n: This my first fic, a one-shot of Rose and Dimitri's wedding. Lemme know if you like it!

P.s: I obviously don't own a thing here, except the plot.


My heart is pounding. You'd think I'll be the cocky, confident and sometimes (okay a lot of times) the bitch I am on my wedding day. That I would feel like I'm high on love or something. Nope I wasn't feeling high, if anything I felt like gravity around me had increased by a million percent and was holding me down with everything it had. The number of things that could go wrong right now, from me tripping in these bitchy heels to a band of strigoi showing up, are too much and too many. This is something that I had only ever dreamed of and every second I waited felt like a step closer to this dream shattering. This wait is pure agony, it is just-

"Rose, are you okay?"

My mother's voice pulled me out of my mental torture. And my eyes shot out of my skull like they were bullets upon seeing her. My mother- Janine Hathaway- was wearing an elegant cocktail dress and her hair was actually curled to perfection. She was looking beautiful and that's one adjective I've never used to describe her before.

"Yeah. I'm fine. Just realising what a shame it is to have your mom look better than you on your wedding day."

She laughed and said "Well I don't think it matters as your fiancée and everyone else thinks otherwise."

"We're ready when you are." My best friend and maid of honour, Lissa, piped her hair in and said.

I sighed. "Here goes nothing."

Jailbait and Sydney were walking first as the bridesmaids, both were looking beautiful in their baby pink dresses, I know for a fact that Adrian lost it completely after seeing Sydney today. He was thanking Lissa for ten minutes straight for picking the dress.

Lissa went next, looking ravishing and queenly in that gorgeous peach gown. I could tell I was not biased in my opinion upon seeing Christian's and everyone else's faces as she walked down the aisle. I was so engrossed in watching her that I didn't even notice that Abe was now standing right next to me, in a white tux and his usual teal scarf and gold jewelry.

"So. Are you gonna go nicely or are you gonna give me a hard time?" He asked.

"Why would I give you a hard time?"

"I don't know. I figured you would have said something like 'I never even had your last name so you don't get the right to hand me over to my fiancée'".

I laughed. "Your abilities to overestimate and underestimate me never fail to surprise me old man."

"Well can you blame me? You are after all my daughter. Now, shall we?"

He offered me his arm and I promptly took it. Suddenly, the gravity returned and I couldn't remember being this nervous ever before in my life. And that was saying something.

I grabbed my bouquet and stepped out on the aisle with my father. At first, I thought I was gonna faint from the unexplainable pressure, but then, I saw him.

Dimitri Belikov, the love of my weird and twisted life, was standing at the end looking every bit the god people believe him to be. He was wearing a black suit and he had(surprisingly) let his brown hair flow which fell on his shoulders. He had never looked sexier, well, not with clothes on atleast.

I saw him, our eyes met, and nothing else mattered. There it was. The high I had been waiting for. The purest form of love I had ever felt. I could barely see Adrian and Christian standing on either side of him as best men(seriously, whose genius idea was that?) because at that moment my eyes could only focus on him.

After what felt like an eternity, I finally reached him. Abe handed me over and gave Dimitri a look that made me wanna punch him, to which Dimitri responded with a respectable nod. The vows were a breeze. It was amazing that I was even able to pay enough attention to repeat what the priest said, as my mind's major focus was on Dimitri's eyes. They were filled with so much love and passion that it's a miracle I didn't melt.

The second the priest said the words, I launched myself into Dimitri's arms and kissed him with everything I had. It was just phenomenal. We could've stayed like that forever. But of course, being the responsible one, Dimitri broke the kiss, but he never let go of me.

Everyone erupted in cheers, Lissa, Sydney and Jill were crying, Christian actually looked like he was happy for me(which I don't think has ever happened in the history of time) and Adrian...

Adrian was the first one that came up and hugged me. He whispered in my ear, "Thank you." I stared at him, not getting why in the world would he thank me, I was the one who tore his life and heart apart, if anything I was grateful he was even here at my wedding.

He waited for Sydney to show up to give us their gift. It was a set of the same perfume I had kept from the gigantic box he had once sent me. One for me and one for Dimitri. I hugged both of them upon seeing it and nearly broke down in Adrian's arms. I was so, so happy to have him in my life. Happy and eternally grateful.

We got a pair of matching stakes from Lissa and Christian. The patten on them had our initials on them in cursive, they were beautiful and lethal. It was the perfect gift for a pair like us. My parents gave us a pair of diamond rings, and lastly Dimitri's mother gave us a handmade huge dream catcher. These were the only gifts I remembered, somehow these were the only ones that mattered to me.

After all this, we cut the dinosaur sized cake, which Christian had made and Adrian had decorated (the fact that they both agreed to work together is something I still can't wrap my head around). But I have to give it to them, they did a splendid job. The roses on the cake designed by Adrian looked too good to touch but Christian had iced them too well for me to neglect them. It was delicious and perfect.

After the bajillion calories I consumed by eating a shit ton of cake, it was time for our dance. It hit me, that I had never, ever danced with Dimitri. He was of course perfect. He was light on his feet and moved with an elegance only he can manage.

"You know comrade, there are not many people who can claim to possess the talent of killing dead vampires and dancing with the same grace."

"True. I'm more than grateful to be married to one such person right now."

My mind lost it...Dimitri Belikov was flirting. With me. You'd think it would have had happened before. Nope. Our relationship had been to intense for us to care about flirting. In a normal situation, I would've been ready with another flirty comment in 2 milliseconds. But right now I was too dumbstruck to even process this. He saw my expression and laughed outright, I'm pretty sure my expression did not change because that smile I loved stayed on his face

The song ended and Abe walked towards us. Of course this had to happen. Ugh. It seemed I had no choice so I took my father's hand and Dimitri went to dance with Viktoria.

"May I ask where is he taking you tonight?" My father asked.

"Why? Wanna join us on our honeymoon to make sure we have enough sunscreen?"

"No, just curious as to where my daughter is being taken to."

"Okay one, your daughter isn't being 'taken' anywhere. She is going there happily and willfully. Two, I have no idea where. No one, not Dimitri, not Christian, hell , not even Lissa is telling me!"

"Good. So the kids were telling me the truth when I asked them wether you know the location or not."

It took every bit of self control I had to not break his nose right then and there. On top of this, he had the audacity to laugh.

"Look at you, all ready to kill your old man on your wedding day."

"Don't push it or I will."

The song mercifully ended. And I hoped to go and devour more of that cake, but apparently everyone wanted to dance with me tonight, for some crazy ass reason, even Christian did.

He walked towards me and I stared, my jaw hitting the ground.

"You?! Of all people in the world you want to dance with me?"

"Hey, I'm the best man aren't I? I have the right to dance with the bride."

"Since when did this become a tradition?"

"Since now."

He took my hand and spun me. He was not a great dancer, but he was not bad either. There was little talking, but it was a nice, comfortable dancing silence between two good friends. We had been through hell, Christian and I. I realized in that moment that we are closer than we thought. This wedding is just full of surprises.

After 5 minutes of dancing with Christian, Adrian walked towards us, and asked in his trademark flirty tone, "May I cut in?"

Christian gave me his annoying smirk, which was enough to sober me up, and left me with Adrian.

Adrian was every bit the exceptional dancer I remembered him to be. In his classic navy blue suit which complimented the colour of his eyes, he looked extremely handsome. It ached my heart to remember what I did to him. Which reminded me of something I wanted to ask.

"Why did you thank me back then?"

"Ah, that. I thanked you because seeing you there today, I realized I would've never become the person I am today if it weren't for you. Don't get me wrong, a lot of credit for my epicness goes to Sydney too, and what you did to me truly sucked, no kidding. But...if you wouldn't have done it, I wouldn't have fallen for Sydney the way I did and I sure as hell wouldn't have been able to find the better parts of me, while remaining the same charming person I am. So what I wanted to say was...thank you for helping me be the person I am today."

The song ended at that exact moment and I hugged Adrian tighter than I ever had. I was so moved by him. I realized that he had forgiven me for what I did, and was somehow happy that it happened. And if that was the case, it was high time I forgave myself and be happy for him too.

"Have fun little dhampir. And I want a souvenir and a picture of Belikov dancing in the shower the second you get back from-"

He caught himself at the last goddamn second.

"Damnit! Why can't you guys just tell me where I'll be going?"

"Because then the joy of seeing your beautiful face become awestruck will be taken from us. Congratulations, Rose."

Everything was a blur after that. Dimitri and I hugged about a hundred people and heard everyone who gave us kind wishes, until it was finally time to go catch our flight.

Lissa was in tears again when she hugged me goodbye. After recollecting herself a bit, she said:

"I'm so happy for you Rose. You deserve this, more than anyone. You and Dimitri both need to be happy and have as much as possible normality in your lives."

"Look whose talking, your majesty."I said. My only hope now, was that one of these days, Christian is going to pluck up the courage to propose to Lissa(especially after she caught my bouquet) , and I'll get to be happy for her the same way she is happy for me now.

Dimitri did not tell me where we were going until we reached the airport, and when he did, my head exploded.

"Paris! You have got to be kidding me! Oh my god Dimitri, this is so frustrating."

It was so obvious, that I hadn't even considered it. He of course, anticipated it. Classic Dimitri.

"Here I thought you would be happy with me taking you to Paris." He said, clearly amused by all this.

"You know why I'm mad, and obviously I'm happy to go to Paris with you. Hell, I'll be happy to go to Jupiter if it was with you."

He put his arm around me, and pulled me to him "Oh Roza" was all he said, and it was enough.

It then hit me with a force of a fighter jet. I am married. Married to the love of my life. Married to the man I had once set out to kill. Married to the man I never believed a future with whom would be possible. I was married to Dimitri Belikov and I finally felt like the happiest person alive. And I knew perfectly well that we could take on the world in a heartbeat if we were together, and together now we shall be, till death do us apart.


The End