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paige_kate) wrote2008-03-14 01:43 pm
Fic: Something in Red 3/5: White is for Purity
Title: Something in Red 3/5: White is for Purity
Author: Paige/Gabrielle
Fandom: House, MD
Pairing/Characters:
Rating: FRT
Spoilers: None
Category: Song Fic, Romance
Summary: Allison goes shopping for a wedding dress and thinks about her first marriage
Warning: None
Disclaimer: Not mine, don’t sue. Title and lyrics belong to Lorrie Morgan
Feedback: All I ask is that you play nice. No flying objects that you’ve set on fire please.
Email: katelyamct@gmail.com
Note: This a little different from the first two chapters. I realize that it doesn’t follow the lyrics exactly but, come on, could you picture House springing for a traditional wedding?
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I’m looking for Something in White
Something that shimmers
In soft candlelight
Allison stepped into Victoria’s Secret with a little apprehension. She wasn’t sure if this was the best place to shop for a wedding dress, but she’d had no luck anywhere else. All the bridal shops were too expensive and the dresses were too fancy for a small ceremony like the one she was having.
To say she’d been stunned when Greg had proposed marriage would be an understatement. She’d always assumed that she and Greg would be life partners or something to that effect. Greg wasn’t the marrying sort and after her first marriage, she’d always thought she’d remain single. But when Greg had proposed, she’d accepted right away. Which was how she’d ended up here, looking for her second wedding dress
It took a little while but Allison finally found something in her size that she liked. A white strapless cotton dress that fell almost to her ankles. It was beautiful, simple but dressy enough for the ceremony, plus the dinner Wilson was springing for afterwards.
Everyone calls us
The most perfect pair
Should I wear a veil
Or a rose in my hair?
When she and Greg had first gotten together, she’d been afraid of how their colleagues would react. Foreman and Wilson weren’t surprised, Chase had sulked but had come around. Cuddy had been the real surprise since she was always so concerned about the hospital’s image, but all she’d said was ‘Him being with you could only be an improvement.’ And for the most part, things hadn’t changed though everyone swore that House had become less of an ass since he’d begun dating her.
Allison smiled at her reflection; she couldn’t remember the last time she’d looked so…happy. Her last wedding had been done under so much stress and tension that she’d never had time to really contemplate what she was doing. All she could think of was making sure Daniel had someone there when he died.
Looking around, she decided to find something to go with the dress. After a little looking, she found a short white denim jacket that would cover the top of the dress if the day was chilly.
After purchasing a pair of espadrilles to go with the dress, Allison hurried out of the store. She still needed to find something to wear in her hair. She’d worn a veil at her first wedding and she’d hated it. Wearing flowers had always appealed to her, so she stopped into a flower shop and purchased a single red rose to wear in her hair.
As she headed home, Allison smiled to herself; this wedding wasn’t going to have a lot of planning, much like her first one, but she was much more confident about what she was doing and why she was doing it.
The train must be long
And the waist must be tight
The day of her wedding, Allison stood in a small room off the chapel, staring at herself in the mirror. The day had turned warm so she didn’t need the jacket but had kept it to wear to the dinner.
She laughed as Lisa brought her the traditional ‘Something old, something new, something borrowed, something blue’; something old was a necklace she’d gotten when she turned sixteen, something new was the dress, something borrowed was a bracelet Cuddy had loaned her and something blue was a pair of sapphire earrings given to her by Greg’s mother. After Lisa had finished fixing her hair and positioning the rose, they were ready to go.
I’m looking for Something in White.
As she stood with Greg in front of the cleric, reciting their vows, Allison couldn’t help but think back on her first wedding. Even though it had been more traditional than this one, this wedding felt more real. At her first wedding, there had been no illusions about being together forever, everyone at the ceremony had known that Daniel was going to die soon. Here, she had every reason to hope that she and Greg would be together for a long time and this wasn’t a wedding just so the groom wouldn’t be alone when he died, this was a wedding to celebrate a very unconventional love.
The End
Author: Paige/Gabrielle
Fandom: House, MD
Pairing/Characters:
Rating: FRT
Spoilers: None
Category: Song Fic, Romance
Summary: Allison goes shopping for a wedding dress and thinks about her first marriage
Warning: None
Disclaimer: Not mine, don’t sue. Title and lyrics belong to Lorrie Morgan
Feedback: All I ask is that you play nice. No flying objects that you’ve set on fire please.
Email: katelyamct@gmail.com
Note: This a little different from the first two chapters. I realize that it doesn’t follow the lyrics exactly but, come on, could you picture House springing for a traditional wedding?
************************************
I’m looking for Something in White
Something that shimmers
In soft candlelight
Allison stepped into Victoria’s Secret with a little apprehension. She wasn’t sure if this was the best place to shop for a wedding dress, but she’d had no luck anywhere else. All the bridal shops were too expensive and the dresses were too fancy for a small ceremony like the one she was having.
To say she’d been stunned when Greg had proposed marriage would be an understatement. She’d always assumed that she and Greg would be life partners or something to that effect. Greg wasn’t the marrying sort and after her first marriage, she’d always thought she’d remain single. But when Greg had proposed, she’d accepted right away. Which was how she’d ended up here, looking for her second wedding dress
It took a little while but Allison finally found something in her size that she liked. A white strapless cotton dress that fell almost to her ankles. It was beautiful, simple but dressy enough for the ceremony, plus the dinner Wilson was springing for afterwards.
Everyone calls us
The most perfect pair
Should I wear a veil
Or a rose in my hair?
When she and Greg had first gotten together, she’d been afraid of how their colleagues would react. Foreman and Wilson weren’t surprised, Chase had sulked but had come around. Cuddy had been the real surprise since she was always so concerned about the hospital’s image, but all she’d said was ‘Him being with you could only be an improvement.’ And for the most part, things hadn’t changed though everyone swore that House had become less of an ass since he’d begun dating her.
Allison smiled at her reflection; she couldn’t remember the last time she’d looked so…happy. Her last wedding had been done under so much stress and tension that she’d never had time to really contemplate what she was doing. All she could think of was making sure Daniel had someone there when he died.
Looking around, she decided to find something to go with the dress. After a little looking, she found a short white denim jacket that would cover the top of the dress if the day was chilly.
After purchasing a pair of espadrilles to go with the dress, Allison hurried out of the store. She still needed to find something to wear in her hair. She’d worn a veil at her first wedding and she’d hated it. Wearing flowers had always appealed to her, so she stopped into a flower shop and purchased a single red rose to wear in her hair.
As she headed home, Allison smiled to herself; this wedding wasn’t going to have a lot of planning, much like her first one, but she was much more confident about what she was doing and why she was doing it.
The train must be long
And the waist must be tight
The day of her wedding, Allison stood in a small room off the chapel, staring at herself in the mirror. The day had turned warm so she didn’t need the jacket but had kept it to wear to the dinner.
She laughed as Lisa brought her the traditional ‘Something old, something new, something borrowed, something blue’; something old was a necklace she’d gotten when she turned sixteen, something new was the dress, something borrowed was a bracelet Cuddy had loaned her and something blue was a pair of sapphire earrings given to her by Greg’s mother. After Lisa had finished fixing her hair and positioning the rose, they were ready to go.
I’m looking for Something in White.
As she stood with Greg in front of the cleric, reciting their vows, Allison couldn’t help but think back on her first wedding. Even though it had been more traditional than this one, this wedding felt more real. At her first wedding, there had been no illusions about being together forever, everyone at the ceremony had known that Daniel was going to die soon. Here, she had every reason to hope that she and Greg would be together for a long time and this wasn’t a wedding just so the groom wouldn’t be alone when he died, this was a wedding to celebrate a very unconventional love.
The End