**Lucy**

The day had finally come. It was a sunny Sunday morning in the middle of summer. I was stood inside the church, waiting to walk outside. Both me and Lockwood had decided to have an outdoor ceremony.

It was finally time for me to walk out. They opened the doors and I walked down the aisle. No one walked me down, there was no one to give me away. Blue flower petals were scattered on the pure white carpet that ran down the middle of the aisle. And at the end of the aisle was Lockwood. He was wearing a black suit (that for once fit him perfectly) with a tie, and underneath he wore a white waistcoat as well as a white shirt.

**Lockwood**

It was the best day of my life. She was beautiful, and has grown even more beautiful day by day. I watched her walk down the aisle in a stunning dress. It was a white dress with a silver, velvet belt, tied in a bow (we decided for her not to wear her rapier during the ceremony, but she wore it later on). The dress trailed just slightly behind her. Her veil, which was almost as long as her dress, flowed behind her. She was wearing a silver bracelet, decorated with diamonds in the shape of a heart. And, last but not least, she was wearing Jessica's necklace, the one. I gave to her on the night of the Fittes ball.

There we stood, together, at the altar. Songs played, speeches were made. George was sat in the front row with his fiancee, Flo. Next to them sat Holly followed by Kipps and his wife, Julie (Yes, Julie) and their two kids, Chloe and Kyle. Even the skull had his own seat! Every now and then, George would start crying, I swear he kept leaning over to Flo and saying, "I knew it, Flo." or "I've always shipped it!". Maybe it was just me?

**Lucy**

The ceremony was finally coming to an end. "Do you, Lucy Carlyle, take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband?"

**Lockwood**

"Do you, Anthony Lockwood, take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife?"

**?**

"I do."