Waking up

Jan. 13th, 2010 11:29 pm
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It had taken longer than she would have thought for her to figure it out. She had imagined it happening, before. She would imagine that she would know the second it happened. That her body would just immediately know the difference. Sometimes Jack woke up first. Sometimes he woke up early enough that his side of the bed would go cold so when she woke and heard Sam rustling around in his crib she had smiled and rolled out of bed, stretching as she started to stand up. It was only then she had noticed the gaps. Gaps in Jack's clothes. The place where his suitcase had gathered dust for so long. Stuff. Just the absence of stuff that all added up to the same thing. The island had caught up with them, and their little family.

Kate only vaguely registered falling back down to the floor, all those gaps adding up to a punch through her heart. A gaping, bleeding, endless absence of Jack. After three years together on the island, after their precious baby and their wonderful life, just like that she's another statistic. Everyone leaves. Everyone eventually leaves. Her hands skittered over Jack's side of the bed, the jeans he had kicked off last night, his pillow still dented from sleep. Sam, realizing something was up started crying, but Kate couldn't even process that beyond the reminder that her son didn't have a father, anymore. She grabbed Jack's pillow and inhaled, smelling Jack's shampoo and sleep and the same thing she's smelled for the past four years together. The person she's supposed to have for the rest of her life. Suddenly, her stomach rolled and she stumbled outside, one hand still clutching the pillow as she dropped down, gagging over the side of the porch.

Great, heaving sobs ripped out of her throat as she curled up, forehead pressing against the warm wood. She curled her fingernails hard enough to pull up splinters, trying to hold the pieces of herself together as her world fell apart.
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After finally sending a very cute and very sparkly Sunny out of the office and up the aisle, followed by Duck looking ridiculously handsome, it hits Kate that it's here and it's time and she's getting married. Holy crap. She fusses with her veil again until Geoffrey forcibly removes her hand, patting it gently. He peeks out the door and grins as they step out into the bright sunlight. She knows that Jack is somewhere, up on that stage, but all she sees at first is a blur of smiling faces. Tightening her grip on Geoffrey's arm she begins to move slowly down the top of the aisle, just hoping she doesn't trip.

Jack's still terrified, still feeling vaguely sick, but when he finally sees Kate, it's like that all disappears.  From beside him, he can almost feel Lionel radiating a 'told you so' vibe, but it doesn't matter, because suddenly Kate's right there in front of him and Geoffrey is giving him her hand.  He takes it, smiling nervously as they turn toward Anne.

"You look amazing," he whispers, although he's not sure if he's allowed to talk or not.

"You too," she whispers back, grinning like an idiot. She gives Geoffrey a quick kiss on the cheek before turning with Jack. Anne has stuck, mostly, to traditional vows, although they're infused with some random bits of poetry and Anne's particular brand of wording. They finally get to the part she's been waiting for and she can't help but squirm a little in excitement as she finally says "I do."

This is the easy part, Jack figures, even though he's still definitely shaking a little bit.  Even though he's still a little terrified.  He's listening to Anne, he really is, but he's waiting for the important part, the part where he finally has to say something.

And it's easy, too.  "I do," Jack says when it's his turn and that's it.  That's really it.  It doesn't seem anything to feel so sick about anymore.

Kate hears something about pronouncing them married or something but all she can do is grin at Jack and grip his hand. They're married. Actually married. Man and wife. She's listening for the part with the kiss and the second she hears it she's moving, sliding her hand up Jack's neck and sighing into his mouth.

Jack figures that this is the kind of time they're allowed to make out in front of everyone, so his arms slide around Kate, over the material of her dress and he kisses her deeply.  The first kiss as a married couple has to be a good one, he figures, and he's going to make it as memorable as possible.

Of course, there are the guests to think about and a long moment later, Jack finally pulls back, grinning at Kate.  "Time to celebrate?" he asks, smiling.

"Hell yeah, we're married," she says, grinning right back. They turn and make their way back down the aisle and Kate's makes a quick mental note of the happy faces in the small crowd as they move towards the food and area sectioned off for dancing. It's been almost two years coming, and it couldn't feel any more right.


[ooc: It's been nearly two years coming and nearly three attempts on Jack's part, but the wedding is here. Gathering style post, feel free to start new top level comments. They're married on the stage and are using the clearing next to it for dancing, food, and drinks. There is music so feel free to choose songs to dance to. Slow time is, of course, just fine and that's why it's going up early.]
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As an actress, you rarely had any control over your director or their choices. Especially if, like Kate, you were really only starting out. She has experienced directors who would do anything to get the performance they wanted, and the more inexperienced or unwilling to lose your job, the more likely that someone is going to seriously screw with you. Kate knows that Geoffrey is a great director, but she's never been quite so thankful for him and his treatment of his actors. For all Geoffrey's negative rantings about himself, he is one of the few people that Kate trusts to find the balance between director and friend. As they move towards the stage, talking about the play and casting the million things that need to do be done Kate leans into Jack, one arm wrapped around his waist and a tattered copy of Much Ado About Nothing clutched in her hand.

Maybe Jack's right and the scene won't bother him, but Kate knows herself well enough to admit defeat. She needs help. Ophelia was draining, but the hurt here is more direct and coming from Jack with some bad memories funneling through from other places..well, she wants Geoffrey there the first time through. Besides, they still have to figure out how to stage Hero with a peg leg.

She peers up and gives Geoffrey a small smile as they near the stage, reveling in the quiet that will soon be stomped out by the chaos of the second go round.

[ooc - posting order Kate, Geoffrey, Jack]

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