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War of Hearts - Russell Taylor

WHO ||Dean, Rose, Sam, Alainn [closed]
WHAT || Dean & Rose spontaneously tie the knot
WHERE || The French Quarter 24/7 Wedding Chapel, New Orleans
WHEN || A couple weeks post LA, after the Rafael rescue (2017)
HOW || Actionspam (single thread)

[ No one probably ever thought this day would come, probably least of all the bride and groom.

But a surprise proposal (of sorts) from Rose has led them both here, as the clock clicks close to midnight, to one of the only 24/7 wedding chapels there is, conveniently located right here in New Orleans, where they happened to make the decision. Neither one of them seems to want a big wedding, so much as they just want to get married already, although everyone is a little concerned that Dean is going to develop cold feet as the time draws nearer. With a nat 20 will save though, he's actually eerily calm about the whole thing as Sam drives him to the place and they fill out the paperwork, while Alainn gets Rose ready in a nearby room. Dean takes a moment to slip the guy running the place some cash money under the table not to put their name up on the public registry that they keep on their website, to at least not flagrantly advertise their location. By the time anyone traces them here from the actual signing of documents, they should be long gone. Once all that's done, Dean and Sam have a few moments alone while they go to process everything, and he steps into the chapel room, walking slowly down the aisle with his hands shoved in the pockets of the suit that Alainn picked up for him and Sam talked him into actually wearing, studying the kooky decor with a pensive look on his face. ]

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[Sam sure as hell didn't think this day would come, and even if he did he didn't know if he'd be here with them, but now that it's happening it almost feels like there's no other way this could gone.

Leave it to Rose and Dean to do something like this in the spur of the moment. That's generally how they all lived their lives anyway.

Sam's got on his flannel/vest combo, which miraculously fits him, and he's quiet as he follows after Dean into the chapel room. He's also ridiculously calm (will save 30) as he glances around, his expression one of contentedness.]

I bet they could get us a couple beers while we wait if you wanted one.

[He's...mostly teasing. And also trying to keep the atmosphere light considering how heavy it got back at the motel.]

Edited 2019-03-16 17:29 (UTC)

[Alainn may or may not have...actually forgotten to get her own outfit for this makeshift wedding so uh this is what she ends up actually wearing... And apparently she is more concerned about making her bestie look like a bamf, cuz she got a 21 disguise check to glam Rose up as much as she would allow, while for herself she got a whopping 9. She really doesn't care though, so long as no cold feet or freakouts happen.

Just before she and Rose go out to join the boys in the chapel, Alainn will pull this out of her pocket, holding it up to show her friend. It's a simple celtic knot, a bit battered that looks almost hand made in it's little imperfections.] You have the something new and the something blue, and if you'll wear it, this can be your something old and borrowed.

Maybe just keep it on hand. Isn't that part of your whole best man gig? [ the words seem to surprise him - 'best man' - even though he already asked him and they're already here. he pulls on the edges of the suit, glancing down at it, and then turns on his heels to look back at the doors ] You don't think that cult's gonna be able to track us down because of this, do you? [ maybe this is... really stupid ]

I didn't exactly know I should bring a cooler with me.

[Most jokes, but he looks around for someone that can help him out with that anyway. It'd be good to have one afterward, either way.

Sam's eyes are drawn toward the doors as well before he gently shakes his head.]

I guess there's a slim chance. But, if you ask me, we scared the shit out of them and we'll be gone tomorrow. Considering they didn't seem to have any of their heavy hitters around...

[It couldn't have been that important, right?]

[ And Rose no doubt made a comment that they could switch outfits... but it was all tongue in cheek because now that they're here? Now that she has the dress, the shoes and yes, even the shawl because she did remember to take off her leather jacket wis 17, it all just feels right. It didn't matter that they were rushing this because it wasn't about some split-second decision to do something reckless. It was about every little moment that had led them here and while she couldn't deny a few nerves, they were mostly around not knowing how to actually do this next bit. As for Dean? She's never been surer of anything. (Will Save 35).

Rose bounces on her heels as she stares blankly at the closed doors, focusing on breathing in and out as she clings to what patience she has left. For somebody who only just decided tonight she wanted to do this, she seems to be severely lacking in the chill department.

It's why she's grateful to Alainn for providing a distraction as she holds something out for her to look at. Her fingers hover over the knot, as if to trace those very imperfections and there's a weight in the air between them as Rose looks from it to Alainn, knowing this holds some great significance to her friend, even if she's not entirely sure what. (Sense Motive 32).]

What is it?

Maybe she just didn't care. With Crombe gone and Beyblades deified, maybe she didn't give a shit what happened to the Italian Stallion.

[ either way, the realization seems to comfort him a little ] I just don't want any gatecrashers. We do this thing, get in... get out. Everyone goes home happy.

[ he glances at sam, then away back towards the doors, before tacking on: ] She deserves that much.

[with that sense motive it is readily transparent to Rose that this necklace really does hold some kind of special significance to her. She traces the continuous loops fondly before gesturing for Rose to turn around, clipping the necklace gently at the back of her neck.]

It's a Celtic knot. [her smile is gentle with that faraway look of memories swimming beneath the surface.] See how these loops have neither start nor finish? No beginning or ending to the pattern, just a continuous loop of forever. That's what this represents.

Eternity. [those memories seem to grow stronger, a cloudiness coming to the surface that she quickly blinks away, eyes connecting with Rose's again with a gentle laugh.] Eternal friendship, eternal love, faith or loyalty, or all of them. The single thread represents how life and eternity are forever interconnected.

It belonged to my best friend, Katie. [there's only warmth and happiness in her eyes for Rose now.]

I want you to have it.

[ Rose remains silent, watching Alainn and finding the patience for her that had been so lacking only moments ago. Tracing the lines on her face as emotion ripples across her features as the pieces of her story create a picture that wraps around her heart. She doesn't need for Alainn to fill in the gaps for her to understand. It was in the timbre of her voice, the warmth that rises to the surface, even the care with which she secures the clasp around her neck before she even says the word belonged.

The parallels of this moment aren't lost on her either as one of her own memories rises to the surface. Of her standing with Dean on the day they were to attack Andres and giving him a pendant of similar importance. It wasn't just the day that they become something more, it was the day that Alainn first came into her life. It was the day that set her life down a completely different path and led her to where she is now; Standing with the best friend she could have ever hoped to have, about to marry the person who fits with her in every possible way and forever gaining a brother she'd never known she wanted or needed, but could now never imagine being without.

There's so much more to this story, questions dancing on Rose's tongue but it's not for now at least. It's a conversation that needs to be had on Alainn's terms, when the other woman is ready to give the rest. It doesn't stop Rose from capturing Alainn's hand and guiding it towards the pendant, the cool of the metal pressing against their entwined fingers as, even despite the mammoth control she's trying to wield at this moment, she still struggles to keep the shine of tears from her eyes. (Will Save 28.) ]

Not keep. Borrow. [ She would never insult Alainn by saying no, by saying that it was far too important to give to her. This, however, it felt right. ]

I'll wear it until we need to go our separate ways for a while, and then I'll give it back to you. Then, when we see each other again? You'll lend it to me again. We can put a time limit on it, so that... no matter what happens in our lives, we make sure that we never let it go too long.... and then in some, small way? Katie becomes a part of our friendship. Forever.

[It's like Rose's understanding is all that is needed before the clouds clear from her eyes completely, and then she's hugging Rose fiercely.]

Aye. Forever. [her own emotions threaten to overwhelm her (Will save 23), but she pulls back from the hug with a shake of her head and another airy laugh as she swipes the moisture from the corners of her eyes.]

Ack, enough of this emotional crap! Let's get you hitched! [who are you kidding Alainn, you're gonna bawl like a baby as soon as those doors open up.

As they stand and wait for the musical cue, her arm threaded with Rose's she thinks back on Katie, her first friend in this world, aside from Colleen. So much of her personality, so many of her views on life had come from her, and so much of her sorrow had been caused by her. Katie and Rose were so different from each other, so fundamentally other that comparing the two was impossible.

Katie had been weak, frail in a way that made even Alainn look like an Amazon compared to her. Delicate not only in her frame but her mental and physical health. But there had been such a spark to her, such a melancholy demeanor that was so tragically beautiful it was hard to stay away.

But Rose? Rose was so much stronger, so much abler and equipped to live in this world, to live period. And she didn't run away from her problems, didn't hide from the difficult, or take the easy way out. Alainn could only hope to compare to Rose in some small way, in any way, to be able to mimic even a fraction of her strength.

And the best way to start would be to make it through this wedding without embarrassing any of them.]

[ The hug is returned with a restrained ferocity - look you don't want Rose to let go of said restraint. We love her but she's scary - her chest expanding and tightening as the waves of emotion roll through her and despite Alainn's attempt to put the emotional crap to bed, she can't allow this moment to pass without making sure the other woman knows exactly how much she matters, how much a part of this day, of her life that she is. ]

I'm the person I am because of you.

[ The person who was still capable of love and more than that of trust. Because Rose had so many reasons not to trust the people in her life, to always expect betrayal from the ones you least expect it but Alainn... it was never a question with her and the fact that she could have that? In spite of everything they'd seen? That was more than she could even begin to express in words. ]

And I wouldn't change that for anything.

[ Her gaze flits to the side, a brief moment of eye contact before traveling over her shoulder. Rose needing to reassure herself that this was the one moment in their lives that the four of them could have something good without Hell or Heaven or an apocalypse chasing them down.

(Spot 36 - IDK what you were expecting here she's long been embracing that Winchester paranoia. ]

[It's only through sheer force of will that she is able to keep herself from bursting into a fit of tears at Rose's words (Will save 25). That doesn't mean her face doesn't twist up, bottom lip quivering and eyes scrunched as the hug ends. She scrapes together the last remaining shreds of her emotional restraint, taking in and releasing a huge breath of air before her smile comes back as the music cues.

She sees the paranoid glance Rose casts over her shoulder, looking around them too (Spot 38) for anyone who would dare intrude on this moment. The fire of emotions swirling through her, the ache of the past and the pure joy for her friends and their future lights dangerous in Alainn as she assesses for a threat as well.

Let anyone, or anything, interrupt this day. She would kill whatever stood in their way. ~~did I ever mention that Alainn um...well she kinda cray cray sometimes??~~.]

And I am who I am because of you, Rose. Let anyone try to change that, or to stop this. Just let them try. [murder would happen.]

[ It's just another reason Rose is grateful to Alainn. She doesn't judge her paranoia, she embraces it, understands it without even knowing all the reasons behind it. Because she trusts that if Rose feels there's a reason to check, then there simply is a good reason. It's not the kind of acceptance or understanding that comes easily, Rose knows that. She doubted she'd ever get that same level of faith and trust from the members of the rest of her team and while she got it? She loved Alainn for being the one person who gave her that trust and faith anyway.]

Three Winchesters and you? They'd have to be suicidally stupid to try. [ Relaxed now that she's at least, confirmed with her own eyes that danger isn't visibly looming around the corner.

There is still something missing, however, something she can't make perfect about this day and that's the simple fact, that Wynn isn't here. Because while she'd never given marriage any serious thought until now, there had been some part of her that had just expected, he would be the one to do this for them. He'd been the first person to see the same thing in Dean that she had. The first person to truly believe in her. The first to support them, to try and understand them even when they were bringing insanity right to his doorstep and she missed him. Not just his leadership in a time when everything was falling down around them, but the way he always made her feel like whatever she was doing was right, even in the face of everything being wrong. ]

I wish Wynn could be here... [ Voice quiet, not quite melancholic but there's that hint of sadness there as she squeezes Alainn's arm. ]

I think he'd get a kick out of this. [ A soft smile playing at the corners of her mouth as she tries to conjure the expression she liked to imagine him making if he could have been here with them. ]

[No, she really wouldn't judge her the paranoia she expresses. Rose, Dean, Sam, all of them had readily earned that paranoia, and if there was one thing Alainn had learned through the years was that a healthy dose of the stuff was something real survivors shared. Her trust of Rose was implicit, and that wasn't about to change on the day of her wedding where paranoia should be the furthest thing from any bride's mind. She knows too much to believe it was unwarranted.

But she will let her own paranoia pass at Rose's comments about Wynn. She misses him too, more than she thought she would. He was the one who had found her and brought her to the Knights, after all. She had always been a Wynn-stan, and just because he was currently missing didn't mean that either of them was going to give up on him.]

Well, we'll just have to make sure he shows up for the killer reception that Mark and I are going to throw for you and Dean. [cuz yes, he really would get a kick out of this. And yes, he is going to be there for their happy endings, no matter what it took.] Remind me to tell you the story of the first time I met Wynn, I think you'll get a kick out of it.

[ Well if anything was going to distract Rose from her Wynn lament, it was that and she double takes, a look of exasperation on her face that is completely ruined by the smile that breaks through anyway. She'd fight her on it, if she thought it would help but considering she'd just thrown together a pretty incredible wedding with literally no time to even worry about her own appearance? Maybe this one time she could just, suck it up and remember that it wasn't just about her.

Besides. The world could literally end before that happens. It's the little things? ]

Yeah? [ Grin widening. ] Then remind me to tell you about the time that I surprise hugged him.

[ Aren't you glad this is the image you're going to have in your head as Rose is about to walk down the aisle, Alainn? ]

[She catches the look Rose casts before she is smiling again, and that causes her to chuckle in triumph. Just try to argue her out of a party, not gonna happen. Not even the end of the world would stand in her way.

That mental picture though, Rose hugging Wynn the un-huggable. That gets her a loud burst of laughter.]

We'll swap stories after. [she gives her friend a kiss on either cheek, then heads to the front of the chapel to stand opposite of Sam, grinning at him and Dean in unrestrained glee. She can't wait to see the look on his face when he sees Rose.]

No complaints here. That could have gone a lot worse.

[Everyone was still alive, after all.

His expression sobers further, but it's clear that this isn't the first time that fact has crossed his mind.]

You both do. [Truth.] The fifteen-minute package it is, then? [Another attempt to lighten the mood, before he adds:] She won't be long so how about we ixnay the worried faces, yeah?

[ apparently that was exactly the thing to say

to bring his nerves out

and make that worried face stick ] ... This is really happening, isn't it.

[THERE IT IS, he's been waiting.]

If you ask me, it pretty much happened ages ago. Rose is already a goddamn Winchester. You're just making it official. [He gives Dean a clap on the back.] Besides, you already filled out the paperwork, so the hard part is already over.

[Diplomacy 30????]

Edited 2019-03-17 04:34 (UTC)

[It's then that Alainn enters, smiling like she just ate the moon, the most underdressed one at this thing cuz she sure did forget about her own outfit. oh well.

She walks gracefully down the aisle, a good pre-cursor to the glowing bride to follow. She gives Sam a big, grateful smile, so happy he got Dean to wear the damn suit, so grateful he was part of Rose's life.

Then she looks to Dean, her smile softening at the look of near-panic on his face, a soft chuckle escaping. As she reaches the front of the aisle she stands before him just briefly before she hugs him tightly, not really caring if he isn't in a hugging mood cuz dammit, she is just so freaking happy for them. She'll kiss both of his cheeks as she pulls back, giving him a teary smile.]

Thank you for taking care of her, Dean.

[ when the door opens, he starts beneath sam's hand, as if he's afraid that's gonna be rose right then and he feels entirely unprepared. but when it's alainn, he actually lets out a long breath that sam would notice, as the words seem to have a soothing effect. and alainn's smile is infectious. while he looks initially surprised at the way she grabs him and the physical display of affection, after a moment, he hugs her back, albeit squeezing his eyes shut a bit at the sudden onslaught of kisses as well. still, they'll flick open and he'll give her a slightly awkward smile, but one that's genuine enough ]

Trust me. Don't gotta thank me for that. [ plus it's a little uncomfortable for him to be thanked for that when she literally died that one time and he couldn't stop it. LET'S NOT THINK ABOUT THAT RIGHT NOW ]

[ If ever there was a moment to runaway bride, now was her last chance to do it and yet as she watches Alainn move in ahead of her, that same peace returns to her and if she didn't know better? She'd swear that somebody, somewhere out there, had a guiding hand in this. Stepping in and casually calming the emotions every time they could have spiraled out of control. (Will Save 35) Like Luthir, or... maybe even Castiel. Like maybe there were forces out there beyond what they dealt with that wanted them to have this.

It's with that thought dancing through her head that she steps into the doorway, the chapel itself fading into the background as her gaze is drawn to Dean, and she can't help it. The smile that touches her lips at the sight of him in that suit. The light that shines in her eyes at the fact that even now, after everything, he still knew how to surprise her.

Her eyes stay locked on him as she moves down the aisle, a calm certainty there as her feet carry her effortlessly towards him (Dex 24) and it doesn't matter that Wynn isn't here, that this is all kinds of rushed. This is what she wants. It's all she wants and it's written all over her face as she finally reaches him. ]

You wore the suit. [ Her grin widening as she reaches out to trail a finger beneath the lapel. ]

Of course he did.

[Does Sam look like a somewhat smug younger brother right now? Yup, he sure does.

He's just glad that Rose looks all kinds of calm, and that what he'd said to Dean had at least helped a little. He can't imagine it would have looked great to Rose if he'd looked overly anxious or something like that, especially when he was originally more nervous about something else entirely.

But that was neither here nor there. He just gives Rose a smile, instead.]

You look great.

[And here come the waterworks...

As she watches her best friend glide down the aisle she just can't help herself from spilling some tears, though she doesn't blubber or anything like that. Just a few quiet sniffles through her radiant smile. She doesn't really trust herself to say anything at the moment though, afraid if she were to open her mouth the tears would come for real. (Will Save 15...)]

[ nothing else matters - metallica

/uploads an icon that i'll probably never have cause to use again because no one will probably ever see this expression anywhere else.

as rose starts his way and he catches sight of her, a combination of what he sees there and sam's words seem to melt the panic straight off from his shoulders. are other people talking? is the priest stepping into place behind them? he doesn't give a fuck. the awe in his eyes at the vision in front of him is completely undisguised and his mouth twists up into a dumbstruck smile that he doesn't quite seem able to wipe off his face, even as she steps up to him and plays with his lapel. it takes him a moment to get it together enough to answer, trying to play it smug casual. ] Seemed like the thing to do.

[ and with an amazing will save, he busts out this gem as if he can't help himself: ] You look freakin' beautiful.

[ It's the look on his face right now, the light she's never seen in his eyes before. The smile that alters him so completely that it takes her breath away. It's what keeps her from even being able to acknowledge anyone else in the room. The kind of look you could spend your whole life longing to see but never coming close, and it was everything to have it turned on her. Rose rocks forward, almost like she's about to kiss him, just barely holding herself back and her fingers curl around the edge of his lapel in a way that's become so familiar between them. It's different this time, however, not like she's desperately trying to keep him from being ripped away from her. It's as if it's this moment she's trying to hold onto as her eyes scan his features. Committing every part of him to memory. ]

Alainn should get the credit. [ A huff of soft laughter spilling over and it takes her a second to realize what feels so strange about her face when it hits her. She's smiling. Bright and open and like everything she'd thought had shriveled inside her over the years had suddenly come to life. Lighting her up from the inside out.

She has to force herself to release his jacket, smoothing the material back down, emotion rippling across her features as she can't help but reach up to cup his cheek. Just needing to feel him. Her fingers lightly trail along the outline of his jaw, Rose swallowing past the lump of emotion that swells in her throat, and it's only now that she seems to finally register they aren't alone. Her eye, catching Sam in her periphery. She looks briefly surprised, but then it all seems to come back and there's a true warmth that fills her as she looks at him fully now. ]

Hi - [ Yeah there is no way she heard anything anyone but Dean has said from the moment she first laid eyes on him. She'd say sorry, but, she's not... and now she glances over her shoulder to see that of course, Alainn is crying already and that manages to help break the spell, at least a little as another huff of laughter spills over.]

Oh - wow - okay. [ Visibly trying to compose herself.] Lets do this.

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