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pushbackthedarkness) wrote2021-07-21 04:10 pm
pushbackthedarkness) wrote2021-07-21 04:10 pm
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Never in his life, with as long as it's been and with as many dangers he's faced, has Marcus imagined himself here.
And yet...
The gathering is small, especially now with Kat having gone, and Marcus feels her absence keenly. She had helped him with so much and her touch is everywhere, from the simple, but beautiful centerpiece on the table, to the suit she had helped him pick. It helps a little, having her influence scattered about the celebration. It wouldn't feel quite right, doing all this without Kat after having become so close to her over the years.
It's all so simple. They're on the beach, which feels appropriate for Marcus and Dan, even if they're not about to share why. Not far from where they stand, however, they shared their first kiss, years ago now. They've had dinners here, shared stories, and Marcus asked Dan to marry him mere feet from where they perform the ceremony. Simple is best, truly.
The ceremony isn't religious, because while Marcus is still a man of God, it's God who has made him into a weapon. He doesn't want that here and instead they opt for a civil ceremony, a friend Marcus has made who works at City Hall coming to officiate. There is no alcohol, but instead they have sparkling cider and an easy meal catered from a restaurant Dan and Marcus frequent often.
The only music comes from the bluetooth speakers Marcus has set up around the area, a playlist he and Dan had built together. And when the sun sets, as a surprise to them both, Sabrina uses her magic to light up the water in front of them in something close enough to a fireworks display that it won't attract too much outside attention.
And yet...
The gathering is small, especially now with Kat having gone, and Marcus feels her absence keenly. She had helped him with so much and her touch is everywhere, from the simple, but beautiful centerpiece on the table, to the suit she had helped him pick. It helps a little, having her influence scattered about the celebration. It wouldn't feel quite right, doing all this without Kat after having become so close to her over the years.
It's all so simple. They're on the beach, which feels appropriate for Marcus and Dan, even if they're not about to share why. Not far from where they stand, however, they shared their first kiss, years ago now. They've had dinners here, shared stories, and Marcus asked Dan to marry him mere feet from where they perform the ceremony. Simple is best, truly.
The ceremony isn't religious, because while Marcus is still a man of God, it's God who has made him into a weapon. He doesn't want that here and instead they opt for a civil ceremony, a friend Marcus has made who works at City Hall coming to officiate. There is no alcohol, but instead they have sparkling cider and an easy meal catered from a restaurant Dan and Marcus frequent often.
The only music comes from the bluetooth speakers Marcus has set up around the area, a playlist he and Dan had built together. And when the sun sets, as a surprise to them both, Sabrina uses her magic to light up the water in front of them in something close enough to a fireworks display that it won't attract too much outside attention.
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Bill shakes his head.
"He hasn't told me much about you, honestly," he admits, almost apologetically. One eyebrow twitches and a smile catches the corner of his mouth. "Until today anyway."
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He's not going to be the one to bring it up, though.
"I was a priest," he says. "An exorcist, really."
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"Oh, really?" says Bill, genuinely interested by that. "There was an exorcist in my last book." He huffs a laugh out, shaking his head. "I probably got the entire thing wrong."
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He's not sure he's ever read a book about an exorcist before. Nothing that could be considered fiction, anyway, because he's well aware of all the books Ed and Lorraine had written. It's a strange thing, having been friends with Ed now, looking back at those books and their lives.
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"I do have a copy, actually," says Bill, grinning, ducking his head into a sudden flare of gentle embarrassment. "Neil found it in a second hand bookstore. I'd be happy to loan it to you." He raises his eyebrows, taking a sip of the drink in his hand. "You'd have to promise not to judge me too harshly."
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There are moments when it's satisfying, when he knows he's done something right, when he's saved a life. More often than not, the people he's helping survive, but they don't always find a way to go on living. Sometimes they end it, sometimes they simply become shells of who they used to be.