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Part Five
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Part V: Aisle Time
"I'm here!" Hank Summers called, as he rushed in, the coattails of his jacket flapping behind him. " Ready, princess?"
"As ready as I'll ever be, Dad," Buffy said, her eyes showing her readiness.
"Look at you," her father said, softly. " My little girl...all dressed up, getting ready to settle down with a husband and little girl of her own. Give your ol' dad a kiss."
"Oh, Dad," Buffy sighed, giving him a peck on the cheek. " You know, you're always welcome."
"I know," Hank said, giving Buffy a quick hug before pulling away. " Where's the little fireball?"
"Grandpa!" Selena shouted, rushing into his arms.
"Hey, pumpkin," Hank greeted her, picking his granddaughter up, and giving her one short toss in the air, before setting her on her feet.
"Ready to go out and march in front of all those people?"
"Yep," Selena said. " Just wish I didn't have to wear this dress."
"But it's almost the same as your mother's," Hank protested.
"Mommy looks nice in hers," Selena replied. " I look stupid."
"Now, that's not true," Hank said. " You look great in it. Now, let's have us a wedding!"
"Yay!" cheered Rose.
"And who's this little lady?" Hank asked, grinning at such youthful exuberance.
"I'm her cousin, Rose," Rose said, gesturing at Cordelia. " Do we go out now?" She was already holding the basket of flower petals, while Cordelia gave the pillow, with the rings resting on it, to Selena, cautioning her not to drop it.
"If all of you are ready," Hank said.
With that, they walked out of the room, into the hallway, and walked towards the entrance. There they waited until the organist began to play, and then began the procession up the aisle, Rose strewing the petals with a practiced hand. Many in the pews smiled at Selena's serious look, as she concentrated on keeping the pillow steady.
"Smile," Faith whispered to the child, as they passed by her pew.
"Can't," Selena muttered. Faith frowned, wondering at the extent of nervousness, and then when the dress swirled a little, she saw another reason for it.
she thought.
Meanwhile, Angel moved forward to join Buffy, a deep and relieved smile on his face. Willow and Cordelia moved to the opposite ends of the steps, facing Giles, Xander and Oz.
"You take care of her," Hank whispered fiercely to him, giving the couple's enjoined hands one small squeeze before sitting down. Angel nodded ever so slightly.
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