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Flower petals cascaded down around the guests on a lovely spring day, soft music playing in the background to set the mood. People shifted in their chairs as they waited for the ceremony to begin, fanning themselves from the slight heat wave that had hit Metro City out of nowhere.

It was picturesque – not a cloud in the sky to warn anyone that rain was on the horizon and Katelynn could only think that Lady Doppler had done her a huge favor of making the special day beautiful.

In a corner of the decorated area where they had set everything up, a pianist kept his fingers poised over the keys before beginning to play the Wedding March song, a wave of guests rising up at the first few notes that drifted their way.

It was time.

Six on one arm and Metro Man on the other, Katelynn finally began making her way toward the alter with careful steps, lips hurting from all the smiling she had done already. Her veil fogged her vision but she could see someone blue and completely handsome waiting for her at the alter.

But before she reached it – she awoke.

Blinking against the blackness of the bedroom and trying to adjust to the lack of light, Katelynn turned her head toward where her fiancee rested, a peaceful expression of sleep on his face. Scooting closer to him she snuggled up to his side, feeling him shift and lift an arm to wrap around her waist before he settled down.

She watched him for a moment while she let her body become overcome with sleep once more but all she thought of as she closed her eyes was that she couldn’t wait for the day she would become Mrs. Katelynn Maple.

When their love story would have it’s happy ending and new beginning.