Posted by Lieutenant Natasha Knight (Doctor) in Captain’s Quarters - Natasha and Dante’s wedding

Posted by Lieutenant Natasha Knight (Doctor) in Captain’s Quarters - Natasha and Dante’s wedding

Posted by Captain Dante Knight (Commanding Officer) in Captain’s Quarters - Natasha and Dante’s wedding
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Natasha stood in the mirror adjusting the veil for the tenth time. The material was so sheer it looked almost transparent. It had been a gift from Dante’s mother and grandmother. The first time it had been on her head, Dante had been pulled away on an emergency. The second attempt it had never left the box because she had needed emergency surgery and missed the wedding. Now it was three times a charm and she was dressed looking at herself in the mirror imagining her perfect day.

The three times a charm joke had been used early on in their relationship. Everything for them that was good seemed only to come on the third try. Their first two dates had ended in disaster with Dante’s ex-girlfriend, Ashley Madison, showing up in one and Daye breaking her leg on a hike to Mt. Etna on their second date. Then came the ship’s debacle with them serving on the cadet cruise together followed by the USS Shangra La. This would have been perfect for the three times a charm with both of them spending time on the Outpost yet they missed each other’s posting rotation. It took another fifteen years for them to find the third charm of Dante getting the Saracen. The list could go on and on but three was always their perfect number. Three meant everything was going to be okay.

Now Natasha stood in what would be her and Dante’s bedroom for the third time dressed and ready to be his bride.

“Dante,” Natasha yelled looking at the door to their bedroom. She knew he was busy in the other room getting the last things ready for their trip. She was in charge of the clothes, he was in charge of actually leaving the ship. Shore leave for a month involved a lot more than just having someone sign off on the paperwork. Plus the last time she checked he was on with Kelly and when those two got on a comm call they were like an old married couple or two old men playing chess in the park. “Dante I need to talk to you,” she said arranging the veil so that it was laying perfectly on her head.

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“She’s calling, Kelz. I had better go and see what she needs. Knowing her she’s been sitting down and is trying to walk like a crab to get up again like some deranged chucky doll. Like you did when Bruce was little and wanted to ride everywhere.” Dante grinned as he spoke into the comm.

“Hey, I was only possessed that one night on Mintara Prime when you were like ‘god this pizza is freakin’ amazing Kelz. I mean these mushrooms and peppers taste like nuttin’ I have ever eaten’,” she let her voice drop to a deep baritone. It really had no resemblance to him except for his word choice and inflections but they had served together long enough to know how to do bad imitations of each other. “God I have no idea how we did not end up needing a new liver the next morning,” she shook her head not really caring about Natasha’s needs. Her friend would be fine. They were just packing. It wasn’t like it was her wedding day. “It was that shore leave on Mintara Prime when we stopped by to hang out with that guy you knew Matt, Mark, Milo” she let her voice trail off trying to think of the guy’s name.

“How is he anyway,” Kelly leaned back in her seat on the Atlantis taking a sip of her coffee.

“Anytime this week would be fine,” Natasha sighed turning sideways in the mirror. The reflection of her was not exactly any better in her opinion if the view was straight on or a profile.

“It’s going to be great to see you again, but just remember, any vessel approaching Gamma Tiltium is to be stopped and subjected to a full Federation mandated boarding party search looking for illicit substances. Third time, Kelz, Third time. I’m not leaving anything to chance.” The idea of putting up a blockade on the remote planet had been Dante’s crazy idea, but as his friend and old XO, Kelly had only been too keen to oblige and add her own touch to the plan to make sure the wedding went ahead.

“Oh speaking of that. Don’t worry. I have eeeeevrything planned out to a T,” she said excitedly leaning forward in her seat to grab a Padd. “I think you are gonna love,”

“Seriously Knight. You know what,” she said taking the veil off her head. “I can do this on my own. It’s not like I haven’t done this stuff twice before without your help,” Natasha’s voice was taking an annoyed turn.

“Seriously Dante what is she complaining about,” Kelly stopped and looked at Knight. “Go put a PaDD by the door and let me talk to her,” Kelly said in a helpful tone. “Nat,” she called out as if she was in the room.

“It’s been great, let me call you when we get there, we’re taking the Geralt this time, it’s always been my lucky shuttle.”

“Way way wait,” Kelly called out just as the screen went black.

Dante grinned and switch off the comm after a final wave between the two, then turned to pick up his PaDD as he stood. “Yes baby?” He called out as he flicked to some pages he needed to sign for various authorizations, then saw one that he needed to pay particular attention to and make sure Nat did not when he got her to sign it as well. “I’ll be right there,” he called out, turning and walking to the door to their quarters.

“Hey is that Kelly,” Natasha called out hearing her long-time friend’s voice from the other room. Moving across the room holding up the hem of her dress she moved to the bedroom door.

Thwack. Dante bounced off the door which failed to open for him, him not noticing as he was reading the various contracts and details for their upcoming wedding. Holding his nose, he looked at the door and pressed the control. It was locked. “Nat?” He called out again, slightly nasally as he held his bruised nose. “Honey the doors locked.”

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“I know. It’s because I am not marrying you,” Natasha said moving from the door to the bed. Sitting down she spread the dress out smoothing all the wrinkles out. The dress was beautiful. She had loved it since the first time she put it on her body. She loved it right now. She loved Dante. She just couldn’t get married.

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Dante stopped for a moment and looked at the door, almost through the door as if he could see her. Dropping his hand from his nose he turned, leaned on the doorframe and tucked the PaDD under his armpit as he folded his arms.

He took a large breathe, and waited the required amount of time so that his answer would appear shocked, like her statement was unexpected. “Okay and why not, Tasia? Why can you not marry me? Are you protesting the reduced coffee ration, was I snoring too much last night? I chewed loudly, didn’t I?”

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