"Psst...ask Graham if he's happy."

Angel sighed softly and glanced down at his childe, who was grinning up at him. He rolled his eyes and leaned up towards the person on the step above him. "Riley," he whispered, "ask Graham if he's happy. It's from Spike."

Riley glared at Spike over Angel's shoulder. Spike grinned at him. Riley rolled his eyes and leaned up towards the man on the step above him. "Graham...are you happy?"

Graham smiled down at his best friend, his voice a whisper, "Happier than I've ever been."

"Yes," Riley hissed at Angel.

"Yep," Angel said, glancing down at Spike.

"What's going on?" Xander asked below Spike, looking up at the vampire that stood on the step above him.

"Graham is happy," Spike answered softly.

"Good!" Xander said happily.

"Hey!" Buffy hissed over the five feet that was separating her from Riley. "What are you guys talking about? You aren't supposed to be talking right now! You will ruin the whole night!"

Graham stared at his friends. "You guys! Do you mind?"

Everyone looked up at Graham sheepishly. "Sorry," they all whispered.

The Wedding March began to play.

*-*-*-*

Willow locked arms with Giles. "Are you nervous?" he asked her softly.

She giggled. "No, just glad we are finally getting married. I was worried for a while there, you know."

"Graham really seems to be a nice young man to spend the rest of your life with," Giles remarked.

"Yea." Willow grinned. "Thanks for giving me away."

"Thank you for thinking me as a father to you. I'm really touched."

She smiled. The Wedding March started. "Are you ready?" she asked.

"As I'll ever be..." Giles said softly.

"Start on your right foot, Giles...now!" The doors opened as the two stepped out onto the red carpet.

*-*-*-*

Graham, Riley, Angel, Spike, and Xander all collectively gasped. "Wow," Riley whispered to Graham, "Willow looks good."

"God, I think my knees just went weak," Graham replied.

"I've never seen a human look so lovely," Spike murmured to his sire.

Angel whispered back, "I know, she does look nice."

"Woah," Xander said to no one, "Wills looks beautiful."

And she was: Her white bride's dress had a lacy bodice and a silk skirt, with tiny pearls sewn into the bodice. The bodice was tight, making her breasts full and cleavage deep. Her waist was tiny, and the skirt flared out around her. The train of the dress was about ten feet long. Her hair was down, the red silk caressing bare shoulders. She had baby's breath all through her hair, and her veil was made of white lace.

Graham gripped his best man's arm. Riley looked up at the groom. "Graham?"

"I really, honestly feel like I could faint," Graham said softly.

"Come on, Miller, getting married isn't that bad. Me and Buff did it..."

"No, not that....she's gorgeous. Look at her! And she belongs to me!"

Riley chuckled softly. "Whoo, do you have the wrong idea of marriage. Ask Buffy. Does she own me, or do I own her? You are signing your life away to the witch once you say 'I do'."

Graham smiled. "I don't mind."

*-*-*-*

Willow reached the alter, smiling at her bridesmaids, Cordelia, Tara, and Anya. She beamed at the Maid of Honor, Buffy. "Here," she said softly, handing Buffy her bouquet.

Buffy whispered, "Don't forget your words."

Willow smiled. She turned to Graham. He lifted her veil up. "You are stunning," he whispered.

Spike leaned up from his place on the third step down. "Stunning, pet!" he whispered loudly.

Willow giggled. "Come on, let's get married."

*-*-*-*

The now Mrs. Willow Miller smiled at the girls standing around her. "Are you ladies ready?" she asked.

The group of single women surged forward. Willow turned, and threw the flowers over her shoulder. Tara caught it with a squeal. She promptly went to her boyfriend Michael to show him how excited she was.

Graham pulled his new wife into his arms, kissing her. "Now it's time for the garter belt," he said, wiggling his eyebrow at her.

She threw her head back and laughed, happiness bubbling all through her body. She grinned at him, then turned her head back to look at the men who were getting ready to catch the small lacy belt. She grinned a seductive smile at them, then turned back to Graham. She put her hand on his chest and pushed him backwards to a chair, where she pushed him down. He grinned up at her. "Pixie, you are bad, you know this."

"But I love you," she replied with a smile. She put her foot on his knee, where the guys could see the side of her leg if she were to show it. She grabbed the material under her knee and started sliding it up her leg, exposing more and more skin.

"Well," Angel cleared his throat as more of Willow's long leg came into view, "Willow certainly has grown up a lot since she was that sixteen year old girl I met years ago."

Spike grinned. "That garter belt is so mine."

Xander laughed. "Dream on, you got me and Angel to deal with, plus about fifteen horny guys behind you."

Spike turned, growling at the guys. "It's mine. You touch it, and big guy here rips your arm off," he said, nodding to Angel.

The guys shrunk away.

Graham kissed Willow's knee and grinned at her. He slowly ran his fingertips up her calf, over her knee, to her thigh, stopping at the belt. She ran her fingers lovingly through his hair. "I love you, Graham."

"I love you, Mrs. Miller." He took the belt off, then stood up. He grinned at his three friends waiting to catch the belt, then glanced over at Riley, who was standing there with his arm wrapped around Buffy's shoulders. Riley grinned.

"Ready?" Graham asked.

"Just throw it to me, mate, and let's get this over with," Spike said.

Graham laughed. He turned so his back was to the guys and tossed it over his shoulder. Angel stepped aside so his childe could catch the belt. Of course, Xander had no chance against Spike.

"Yeses!" Spike hissed when he caught it. He turned, catching his lover Faith's eyes in the crowd. He smiled triumphantly at her.

*-*-*-*

Willow burst into joyous laughter as she walked outside. Their friends had decorated their car with everything from whipped cream to condoms to little plastic baby bottles. She looked up at Graham, who laughed. "They are your friends, " Graham accused playfully.

"Yea, but you knew they were crazy when you asked me to marry you." Willow crossed her arms. "I HAVE to be their friend. You chose to be their friend."

Graham chuckled. "The things you do for the women you love." He grabbed her hand, his eyes shining in merriment. "Ready?"

"As I'll ever be."

"Come on!" He pulled her out of the reception hall, while all of their guests threw birdseed at them.

Willow ran to her side of the car, where Buffy was holding open the door for her. "I didn't throw birdseed," Buffy chuckled. "I didn't want to kill either of you."

Willow laughed, hugging her best friend. "Thanks, Buff. The wedding was great."

"You are beautiful, Wills. Call me this week, let me know you are ok."

"I will," she said, kissing Buffy's cheek. "See you guys in a week. Don't have too much fun without us."

"Promise," Buffy chuckled.

Willow got in the car, leaning over and kissing Graham. "I'm ready."

Their best friends broke off into individual couples to watch the newlyweds leave. Angel wrapped his arms around Cordelia and kissed her neck softly. Anya snuggled closer to Xander, thinking of all the things she would do to him he got home. Spike unceremoniously threw his arm around Faith's shoulder, smirking at her. Buffy smiled up at her husband Riley. They began to wave at Willow and Graham.

Willow giggled and waved back.

Graham started the car. The newly married Millers drove off into their future.

END.

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