The Luckiest - Alex & Isabel COMPLETE

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Title: The Luckiest
Author: Dreams_stars_Candy
Disclaimer: I own nothing, if I did, the show would’ve ended entirely differently than it did 
Song: The Luckiest by Ben Folds.


CC, with aliens…
Summary: A song for Isabel on her wedding day.




“The Luckiest”

“Can you believe they finally made it?” Liz Parker-Evans smiled as her husband walked up behind her, wrapping his strong arms around her expanding waist. His hands rested on her baby-bump. She was just beginning to show, having reached her fifth month. She placed her own hands over his, her fingers idly playing with his platinum wedding band.

She still remembered the day she placed that ring on his finger… Not at the Elvis Chapel in Vegas when they were nineteen, as Future Max had told her, but a month after they graduated from college. Their family and friends surrounded them as they exchanged their vows in a ceremony under the stars, at a secluded desert location.

The Parker’s and Evans’ had thought it odd that Liz and Max had chosen to get married in the desert, however neither family knew that they chose an area near the pod chamber. It was where Max’s life had began, and they wanted to start their new life there together.

And here they were again, four years later, celebrating another marriage. This was the fourth marriage in the same location. Max and Liz had started the tradition, quickly followed by Kyle and Tess, then two years ago Michael and Maria had been married out here in the desert.

“It’s about time. I can’t believe that they’ve put this off for so long.” Max smiled as he leaned forward and brushed a light kiss over Liz’s cheek. “I thought they would have taken the final plunge a few years ago.”

“Remember what they were like back in high school?? Who knew that it would be HER that ended up proposing to HIM .” Tess Valenti giggled as she and her husband Kyle joined Max and Liz at the side of the dance floor.

“Yeah, the poor guy passed out when she pulled out the ring.” Max laughed.

“I’m glad that Michael was standing beside him, to hold the poor guy up when she actually got on her knee.” All four laughed again, gaining the attention of Michael and Maria Guerin who walked on over to join his best friends.

“What’s so funny?” he asked, wrapping his arm around his wife’s shoulders.

Liz smiled before responding. It had taken years for Michael to mellow out, and actually act like the loving man he really was. Now the Stonewall Michael Guerin rarely made an appearance. More often than not he let everyone see him for what he truly was. A wonderful man who was madly in love with his wife. Sure he and Maria still had their massive spats, but they wouldn’t be Michael and Maria with out them. Maria often joked that she liked to get Michael all riled up, because the make up sex was out of this world.

“We were just talking about the day Isabel proposed to Alex.”

Michael snorted when he heard Liz’s response. “ I thought Max’d have to heal him again… he went down like a rock, damn near wacked his head on the coffee table.”

“Michael, it was sweet… don’t make fun of him. He was just surprised. After all, Alex spent years chasing after Isabel. It was quite understandable that he was rendered unconscious when she proposed… the shock would’ve done me in too, if I was in his shoes.” Maria scolded him gently.

“I still think he passed out because he realized that he’d be having to live with The Wedding Nazi for months on end…That horror would do any man in.”” Kyle insisted, that comment earned him a gentle slap on the arm from his beloved wife.

“But he survived.” Max smiled, as he turned again, to watch his sister and new brother-in-law in the middle of the dance floor.

Isabel was glowing with happiness as she shared her first dance with her husband. She let out a peal of musical laughter at something Alex whispered in her ear. Alex then bent his head down and kissed his wife before dipping her back, causing Isabel to laugh even harder. As he raised her back up and spun her around, Alex caught sight of their friends, and waved for them all to join them all on the dance floor.

And so they did. The entire night was spent dancing, and celebrating the last union of their close-knit group. The danced and laughed long in to the night. It was nearly 1 in the morning when Alex stepped up to the microphone, to give the final speech of the night.

“Isabel Evans, now Isabel Whitman, was the object of my affection since the day I discovered the opposite sex. When I was sixteen years old, this beautiful woman standing beside me now, finally let me in to her heart, and I fell in even more in love with her than I already was. Isabel is just as beautiful on the inside as she is on the outside. Every day I thank God for all that He’s given me. As most of you know, I nearly died in a car accident nine years ago, it was a miracle I survived, I know that I was meant to live, and because of my very own guardian angel…” Alex cleared his throat, and took a moment to look directly at Max and then at each of his friends. Liz, Maria, Kyle, Tess, Michael and Maria, finally his eyes again came to rest on his wife. “Because of seven guardian angels, I survived, and am here today, to celebrate with all of you, with the love of my life. Isabel Whitman.”

“Now, I have a surprise for my lovely wife. Please feel free to dance this last dance of the evening. This is a song I wrote for Isabel, the night she proposed to me.” A chuckle ran through the guests, as everyone had heard stories about Isabel’s proposal during the speeches earlier in the evening.

Alex sat at the piano and had Isabel sit beside him. Tears came to many eyes as they danced and listened to Alex Whitman sing to his bride.


I don't get many things right the first time
In fact, I am told that a lot
Now I know all the wrong turns, the stumbles and falls
Brought me here
And where was I before the day
That I first saw your lovely face?
Now I see it everyday
And I know
That I am
I am
I am
The luckiest

What if I'd been born fifty years before you
In a house on a street where you lived?
Maybe I'd be outside as you passed on your bike
Would I know?
And in a wide sea of eyes
I see one pair that I recognize
And I know
That I am
I am
I am
The luckiest

I love you more than I have ever found a way to say to you
Next door there's an old man who lived to his nineties
And one day passed away in his sleep
And his wife; she stayed for a couple of days
And passed away
I'm sorry, I know that's a strange way to tell you that I know we belong
That I know
That I am
I am
I am
The luckiest



“Isabel, I love you. And I thank God every day that we were able to create our own Destiny.” Alex whispered, taking his wife’s face in his hands and placed a gentle kiss on her lips.

Isabel turned her tear filled gaze to Alex. Brown eyes me blue, filled with unending love.

“Alex Whitman, you’re the love of my life. I love you so much. Thank you for loving me... I am the luckiest.”

The End.