Dancing in the Heavens
By: dvshipper
CATEGORY: Romance
WARNINGS: None
AUTHOR’S NOTES: Thanks to taraleesg1 THE most awesome beta in two galaxies.
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The night couldn’t get any more beautiful. The air was sweet with the smell of the hundreds of white flowers that surrounded us and there were tiny white lights sparkling everywhere. If magic existed in one place, it would have to be here. All of our friends were here with us, greeting us when we were introduced. My bare arm wrapped around his black tuxedo covered one, we walked together. The rustle of my white princess skirt was nothing compare to the sound of my racing heart. I was overwhelmed by the event, and it was only half over.
To think, an hour ago my last name was Mal Doran, I was still a fiancée (not wife) and I was so nervous Sam had to literally knock some sense into me. My shoulder of course; wouldn’t want to risk my face on my wedding day. Wow, I had a hard time believing this was the most important day of my life, probably his too. Daniel didn’t seem nervous at all though, perfectly still in a commotion of bodies.
Somewhere, someone introduced us as Mr. and Mrs. Daniel Jackson. Nope, still couldn’t get over that one. That same voice announced that we would be having our first dance as man and wife. Normally, I would have complained that it should be husband and wife, but I really didn’t care. Daniel had taken my hand and was leading me through a big flourish to start the dance.
The soft sound of our song began to play. Norah Jones’ voice began to sing “Come Away With Me,” but Daniel was the only one I heard, whispering the lyrics in my ear as we swayed. I was never really one for ‘dancing’ but this was different. Our motions expressed how we now moved together as one, our beings intertwined for the rest of our days; romantic, really. Well, it was a wedding so what wasn’t romantic?
The crowded reception area was silent except for the music, letting us have our own little world. I was grateful for that because I only wanted to concentrate on Daniel. The way his leg pressed into my dress slightly, allowing us to be close. His muscles moving slightly beneath my head on his shoulder. Warm breath in my ear, telling me that he’d never stop loving me. To be honest, it wasn’t the atmosphere surrounding us that made these minutes magical, but each other.
As our feet moved in synchronization, the song slowed, coming to a close. I didn’t want it to end. That wasn’t really an option though, was it? Daniel did surprise me though when he lowered me into a dip. My new husband (my final husband) lingered a moment, brushing his lips across the skin of my neck. Tingles shot out from the spot and he brought me back up to invite our friends onto the dance floor.
It was hard to pay attention to the couples taking to the
floor as another song began sending Michael Buble’s voice into the air. I
noticed
As Daniel twirled me slowly, I looked up to see if the magic continued. Above me were thousands of tiny stars glowing and two moons bright and shining. A breeze fluttered my hair, cooling the heat on my cheeks that Daniel inflicted. Everything was so perfect and I was incandescently happy; oh geez, I hope I don’t start crying again. However, at my next thought, the waterworks did start again which had Daniel grinning because he knew I was so ecstatic. One day, I know someone will ask me what my wedding was like. When they do, I’ll tell them I danced in the heavens held in the arms of an angel. It certainly won’t be a lie.
** The End **
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