Wedding Bells?

This was the day that Bill had been waiting on. After everything it had led down to this moment. He had left a note with a young house cleaner that she was to deliver the note to Kiara's room without hesitance. He had never known himself to rise a few hours before sun rise but he knew in a couple hours that he would be marrying Kiara.

After a lengthy shower and a semi short grooming session that took him back to the days when Jessica had given him a lengthy discussion about looking after his appearance. He could remember something about making sure that he had good skin even if he was immortal. Running his hand through his hair as he stood in front of the mirror and made sure he looked decent.


This was it. Everything was falling into place now, it was everything that he ever wanted. The priest was prepared down in the small ceremonial hall below the hotel. Bill of course glamoured several of the hotel staff to make sure that they would not remember a thing once he and Kiara had departed. Only in Vermont was it legal for vampires and humans to wed.

Giving himself the last seal of approval he grabbed what he needed as he picked up a small black box that held the beginning of forever.


Snapping the box closed and dropped them into his pocket as he exited his hotel suite as he bypassed Kiara's room and headed straight down to the ceremonial suite that would be his church for his and Kiara's new beginning.

Kiara groaned. Someone came over to wake her /hand her a note from Bill. It was only then that it dawned on her that tonight was the night.

Her wedding dress was on a stand along with everything else she would need and instantly she was both awake and nervous.

Would Bill back down? Would something happen and the wedding be ruined?

"No Kiara...think positive" she told herself as she took the note delivered.

Everything had to be perfect. He had taken care of every single last detail himself, he needed this to be everything that Kiara would ever want. The concept of marriage had changed since his time but he still believed in the vows of which he would speak. Bill stood at the end of the aisle appraising everything and making sure that everything was perfect.


"Is everything running on schedule father?" Bill quizzed the Priest that would be performing the ceremony.

"Of course Mr Compton. You gave a thorough request and everything should be to your exact specifications. Would you like to see for yourself?" Father Gerald spoke clearly with his strong British accent.

Bill nodded as he followed Father Gerald down the small aisle towards the entrance of the ceremonial room. The entrance was lit with small candles that marked out an aisle that led to the double set doors that would lead Kiara to him.


"The bouquet is waiting upon her arrival as you asked for. The vows have been adapted to your requirements. Everything is running on schedule Mr Compton. All we need now is the bride" Father Gerald smirked.

"She shall be here Father" he assured him.

Father Gerald bowed his head as he returned though the double set doors leaving one slightly ajar. Bill instantly glanced down at his watch as it was drawing closer. All Bill had to do was wait. He turned swiftly and headed back inside the ceremonial suite and straight back to the altar.

Kiara was given the address to the venue and a time to be there. She hurried to shower, make herself look pretty and get dressed. It was one of the few times she put thought into everything she wore, from the scantly " i do" panties to the garter on her right leg and the lace of her wedding dress.

There was a limo that took her to the venue and by the time she'd arrived she was perhaps just a few minutes early.

A woman who had helped her in and out of the Limo escorted her inside and told her where to wait as the Father would give the sign for her to begin her fateful march down the aisle.

The speakers clicked on as a soft melody soon filled the small room as Bill Compton stood by the altar next to Father Gerald as he waited for the bride to arrive.


The words soon filled Bill with anticipation that he had never felt before. It was all finally happening. He had received word that Kiara was now in the building, she had shown up. Everything was perfect and in place. His vows were ready and it was happening.

He was marrying Kiara.

The candled encased in glass flickered gently as it guided the way for Kiara, all he had to do now was wait. Wait and soon she would be Mrs Compton.

Kiara was ushered forward. She could hear music playing somewhere as she was given her bouquet to hold. Nervous and feeling just slightly put down that her father couldn't walk her down the aisle she followed the candle lit path until she could see tow men at the end.

One had to be the Pastor who was going to marry them, for it was only the second man who made her breath catch.

Bill...

He was here, he hadn't deserted her so this had to mean he wanted to marry her...right?

Doing her best to remain composed she continued to walk, now debating if she looked ok, if her hair was good, god could this aisle be any longer?

Time froze. Everything just seemed to stop as the double set doors opened slowly and there emerged Kiara. If Bill's heart was beating it would have stopped in that single moment, his mouth dried instantly as he fought to compose himself. This was it, no turning back. Not that he wanted to but this was finally it. He cast a quick glance to Father Gerald who also seemed to be in awe of Kiara. Standing tall as he cleared his throat to get the Father's attention as Bill moved forward to greet Kiara who was now standing next to him.

He had never looked upon such beauty until this very moment. Kiara was here standing before him, he had everything that he ever wanted. In this moment all he cared and wanted was Kiara. He leaned down to whisper softly in her ear.

"Your so beautiful sweetheart" he whispered sweetly against her cheek.

Kiara smiled nervously as Bill came to meet her. She felt shy which was weird but that bubble of happiness despite her fears was still settling in her stomach.

"You look amazing" she whispered back, half tempted to just rip his clothes and take him in front of god and the Father who had to tear his eyes away from her chest to begin the ceremony.

Bill gripped her hand as he led her closer towards the altar and to Father Gerald who was standing waiting to begin. He dropped his hand from hers and wrapped her arm around him own so that they were joined. It was a simple gesture that he remembered very well from his human years but he felt that it was something that he should do. Even though he would never be human for this one night he could be. Even if it was all a crazed hallucination he would allow it to be real for one moment. He would give Kiara what she wanted, what he wanted.

"Mr Compton has made some changes to the procession this evening. With your permission we shall continue Miss Griffen?" Father Gerald questioned Kiara.

Kiara nodded. She had no idea about these changes but it just dawned on her that she didn't have any fancy vows made.

Dammit! had someone told her she had to make her own vows she would have. Gods could she make any more of a fool of herself tonight?

She smiled sheepishly, hoping Bill wasn't too put out she didn't have vows written.

Father Gerald cleared his throat as he picked up a small black book from the altar that he stood next to.

"We are gathered together on this beautiful evening to share with Kiara and Bill. as they exchange vows of their everlasting love. As Kiara and Bill take their vows today, we are privileged to witness the joyous love of a new family, a family that will be nourished and nurtured through the devotion of two separate individuals growing together through the common bonds of love. May their marriage bring them the peace, joy, comfort and contentment that is known in the hearts of all God's children. And may Bill and Kiara both look forward to each new season of their marriage. Just as the world looks forward to each new season of the year. For all seasons bring with them their own special moments and memories"

With the small black book is his hand as he held it towards Bill and Kiara and indicated for them to place one of their hands upon it.

"We shall begin with the vows...Bill?" Father Gerald proceeded.

This was it, the moment that Bill had been waiting for as he now placed his hand on the small black book as he turned to face Kiara.

"I had everything all planned out. What I was going to say, even practising it over in my head over and over. But now none of it makes sense to me any more...Not now that you are here. i have spent my life in darkness and death. But then you came into my life and then you loved me. You are the most beautiful, smart, and generous person I have ever known, and I promise always to respect you and love you. With kindness, unselfishness and trust, I will work by your side to create a wonderful life together. From the moment I first saw you, I knew you were the one with whom I wanted to share my life. Your beauty, heart, and mind inspire me to be the best person I can be. I promise to love you for eternity, respecting you, honouring you, being faithful to you, and sharing my life with you This is my solemn vow" he ended grinning with a cheshire like grin.

Father Gerald turned to Kiara.

"Kiara would you like to begin?" he encouraged her.

Kiara gulped. This is why she wished someone would have told her she needed to write a vow. She placed her hand on the small black book and took a deep breath.

"Gosh... I wished I would have known about special vows before" She said as she looked at Bill "I remember a time in my life when everything was dark. I was so jaded that the mere idea of falling in love was ludicrous. But now, when I look at you I can't think of my life without you in it. You brought a calm to the tempest in my soul. You showed me a kindness and respect I never expected."

She bit her lower lip "We've had our differences but its only made us stronger. I hope I can bring you as much happiness as you have brought me. I promise to always love you, through the ups and downs of our life. I promise to always be faithful, to respect and honor you as we begin this new journey together. This is my solemn vow"

She hoped that was good. She looked at the Father then at Bill as if waiting for someone to tell her to do it again as it wasn't good.

"An essential requirement of a good marriage is a strong bond of real friendship and trust. Kiara and Bill, your love for each other will grow deeper with every passing day, but it's important to remember that your love stands on a foundation of genuine, mutual affection and respect for each other. To truly love another person is to be willing to accept both their strong points, and their weak points, with equal measures of understanding and respect.The vows you are about to exchange, will serve as a verbal representation of the non-verbal emotions that are as real as any thing that can be seen, heard or touched.For it is not the words that you will speak today that will bond you together as one, but the strength of the love and commitment found deep within your souls" Father Gerald's thick heavy British accent ended crisply.

Removing the small black book from sight as he turned back to Bill and Kiara who stood as they were.

Bill had spoken earlier with Father Gerald as he wished to skip the sentimental prayer and to keep the ceremony short and sweet. It was coming to an end. In a few moment Kiara would be his wife, Mrs Compton. Everything had led down to this very moment, this is what he wanted. Bill could not keep the grin off his face as he winked at Kiara who seemed to blush under his gaze as Father Gerald held the two platinum rings in his hand on full display. 

"If anyone here has any reasons as to why these two should not be joined in Holy Matrimony, let him speak now or forever hold his peace"

"Well, well, what have we here?  You know, those vows were some of the same words that you used to tell me William.  That you would always love me and stand by my side for all of eternity.  How unchivalrous of you to reuse them."

Judith had tracked William, with the help of their renewed blood bond to Vermont.  She had watched as William and Kiara planned their lives together.  It was her that should have been getting married that night.  It was her that those promises had been made before.  She had promised herself that she would remain quiet, that she would let William make any idiotic mistake that he wanted, but something inside of her, this horrible nagging pain, would not allow her to simply stand by and watch as the man that she had devoted her being to; that she had almost died to protect, cast her aside and marry someone that was not worthy of him.  

A slight smirk appeared on her face as she walked slowly down the aisle, towards the man that had betrayed her and every other woman that he had ever been with and the bitch that he planned to marry.  

"William, the expression is put a ring on it; not put a collar on it.  Although, in her case, a muzzle would be best."