[[Wedding]]

[survivesitall]

Christmas Eve had seemed the perfect time to get married. Elena loved Christmas, a holiday she'd only come to celebrate as an adult and part of the Pack. This would be her first away from them; away from all of the effort Jeremy would go to, making sure Stonehaven was absolutely perfect. Here it was just Clayton and her, her hand drifting to her already curving belly at that thought. It would be their last Christmas alone, that was definite. But without the Pack, without Jeremy, it had made sense to them both that they try and make it as much a celebration as they could.

They'd decided to have the wedding at the house, clearing out the living room to make room for their friends. A crackling fire gave the room warmth, and the tree they had felled together stood proudly in the corner, covered with little lights but nothing else in the way of decoration. On the mantle there was a snow globe with two wolves in it, their only other Christmas decoration and a recent acquisition.

Elena wore the same dress that she'd worn to Hermione's wedding. Beaded and off-white, it didn't fit as well as it had then. By their count she was ten weeks pregnant, but already she looked closer to four months. She didn't care about that, she would have been happy getting married in jeans. The celebrant spoke of simple things; committment and love. Elena knew that they had that already. She knew that in the nearly thirteen years since they'd first come together they'd been through more than most couples could ever dream of. Being turned into a wolf, kidnapping, magic attacks, killer mutts... The list went on and on and that didn't include the things that they'd done together.

When she said I do she could feel the tears welling, and for once she didn't care about that either. She'd grown up needing to be strong and tough, and finally she could let another side of herself show. The side that was scared for what they were getting into, but loved Clayton completely and wouldn't want to have her life without him.

She kissed him and heard the cheers of their friends. It was done. They were now Mr and Mrs Danvers.

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[alphomega]

"Of course I came. I wouldn't have missed it," Scott assured her, smiling. "You guys look so happy. It's awesome. I'm happy for you." Two weddings he'd been to here in the city, now. It made him start to think, to wonder if maybe one day it would be him and Bay getting married. Not yet, he still hadn't even finished high school, but...maybe one day. If they both stayed here long enough.

But that was a depressing thought, and this was a happy occasion. He pushed away thoughts of disappearing loved ones and focused on those that were here, his--not pack, he didn't want a pack, but his community. His family.

[survivesitall]

"We are. Even with all the people in the house and Clayton is still smiling." She laughs at that, looking over at her husband talking to Luke. These people are their community, and they need each other in a way that non-wolves don't always understand. "He would have been as happy getting married knee deep in the snow, I'm pretty sure."

[alphomega]

"Well, I'm personally glad you didn't. I prefer to stay warm and dry, although I would have been there in the snow, too." Scott grinned.

[survivesitall]

"Good to know. Don't worry, the only way that I like to be in the snow is when I'm a wolf, and something tells me getting someone to marry us then would have been hard," she says, laughing. Honestly she's trying to imagine it, and can't. "I can't imagine a dress I'd wear then, can you?"

[alphomega]

"Well, they do make those little doggie dresses. You could probably have commissioned someone to sew one in a wolf-size, but somehow I think it would lack the grace and dignity that you wanted," Scott teased.

[survivesitall]

Elena pokes him in the arm. If he wasn't a wolf, he'd likely think it a punch, but things tend to different for them. "If you think I am ever wearing a doggie dress, you have another thing coming."

[alphomega]

"Hey, you brought it up," Scott pointed out with a grin, thumping her right back cheerfully. "I was just trying to be helpful!"

[survivesitall]

"No, I think you did," Elena says laughing, entirely realxed. Being near Scott is like being near Nick in a way, and it makes her miss her packmate, yet more determined to keep this new wolf close. "Dog dresses. You'd get a tux, bowtie included."

[alphomega]

"You said you couldn't imagine the dress you would wear. I just made a suggestion, that's all." He chuckled and shrugged. "I, on the other hand, would probably be considered indecent in a doggie tux, though." He smiled faintly and shrugged. "I can't go all wolf."

[survivesitall]

"Why not?" That's a question that needs an answer to Elena, her curiosity piqued.

[alphomega]

"I don't know. I just...can't. Ask Derek," Scott said with a slow, helpless shrug. "He knows more about it all than I do. I didn't grow up with all of this, so I'm just kind of learning things as I go."