The Wedding

Title: The Wedding

Summary: Bridgette and Ezekiel are putting the final touches on their wedding, which is in two days. With friends arriving and some things going wrong are they going to make it to the big day?

Disclaimer: I own nothing!

Pairings: Main: Ezekiel/Bridgette, Side: Gwen/Harold, Izzy/Cody, Lindsey/Noah, and a bunch of others.

Warnings: The usual!

Winter-Rae: This is a fic trade I did with The Kobold Necromancer. Sadly my typing skills are far inferior to his so I won't be able to post all three chapters at once *sighs* Also please take into consideration that this is about 7 years in the future so obviously people change. Enjoy.

Italics-flashbacks

Chapter One: The Wedding Party Arrives

"Gah! It was a mistake to have ten people each in our wedding party!" Bridgette moaned, "The seating arrangements will never work out!"

"What's the matter Bridge?"

Bridgette looked up as her fiancé came and stood next to her, placing a hand on her shoulder.

"Ezekiel, have you looked at this chart?" It's all messed up!"

"How so?"

"I can't put Heather next to Gwen since they hate each other, and I can't put Gwen next to Justin because Harold asked me not too, Justin asked to sit next to Beth since they haven't seen each other in ages. But if I do that, it puts LeShawna and Courtney beside each other and that's bound to start an argument!"

The poor blonde looked like she was about to break down and cry. It wouldn't have been the first time in the past couple months of planning their wedding. It had been a happy time but also very stressful. Even with the best man, Harold, and the maid of honour, Gwen, helping out the best they could on their ends. They would be arriving in the morning along with the rest of the wedding party.

Bridgette had wanted all of the ten other girls she had met on Total Drama Island to be in the wedding party, so Ezekiel agreed that all the guys would be in his. It seemed like a good idea at the time. Now however Bridgette was starting to hate her inability to say no; she could have had just four or five of the girls. But, no, she had to go with all ten.

She looked at the seating arrangements of their wedding party table and sighed. Ezekiel smiled softly. He took the papers and pushed them away from her.

"I need to finish that!" she huffed. Ezekiel placed both hands on her shoulders and started to massage them.

"Bridgette, I know you're nervous," he said, "But there's no need to be eh."

She sighed and leant into her fiancé's gentle touch.

"I'm not nervous," she replied quickly, "Do I look nervous? What if I get a huge zit the day of the wedding! I want to at least look nice!"

"You always look nice eh," he replied.

"Not with a zit on the center of my forehead I don't!"

Ezekiel laughed and kissed the top of her head.

"You need to de-stress," he said, "Maybe you and the girls should all go to a spa tomorrow."

"We can't!" she said, "We have to make sure the flowers are ready, the cake, and the decorations for the hall. The dresses have to be fitted. I wish Katie and Sadie would stop having babies! No wait, I didn't mean that! See, this stress is making me say stuff I don't even mean!"

"Bridgette, let me and the guys handle that stuff," Ezekiel said, "You girls just worry about the dresses and pampering yourselves. I'm telling Eva to make you go to the spa if you won't go. Leave me the list of stuff that has to get done and I'll call you if I need anything."

"But Zeke..."

"No buts, come on, this is our wedding week, how about I get a bubble bath ready for you?"

Bridgette looked up at him, a playful gleam in her eyes.

"You gonna join me?"

Ezekiel blushed, making her giggle.

"I'm just teasing you," she said, "I know you wanna wait. Can you use the vanilla bubble bath?"

"You bet eh," he said. He then pulled the seating arrangement charts towards him. He gave them a quick once over and smiled.

"Put DJ on Heather's right, and Justin on her left since he's so devoted to Beth he won't even give her a second a glance. Then put Courtney next to DJ and Trent beside her, problem solved."

Bridgette scanned over the chart. She then pulled Ezekiel in for a kiss.

"I knew there was a reason I was marrying you."

"For my organizational skills and my mad abilities to seat people?" he replied. Bridgette laughed.

"No, it's because you're so good to me," she replied. Ezekiel smiled and then went up the stairs of their loft apartment to run her a bath. The two of them lived together but they didn't share a room, yet. Ezekiel had expressed during the two years they had been dating that he wanted to wait until after marriage before sleeping with her. Bridgette had found that to be very sweet and the fact that he respected her more than any man she had ever met was an amazing thing as well.

So as they waited for their wedding day they continued much like nothing had changed. They cooked for each other, went to work and meet each other for lunch.

They had met up with each other when Bridgette was halfway through her second year of university. With two years left to go she was looking for another place to live since her other roommates would be moving out. She was sitting in a bookstore drinking a coffee when he actually came up to her.

"Bridgette? Is that you?"

The surfer girl looked up from her newspaper to see a familiar looking toque with a familiar looking face under it.

"Huh...Ezekiel? What are you doing here?"

The young man, who was carrying an armful of books, looked around the sitting area, which was pretty full.

"Umm, looking for a place to sit right now eh."

Bridgette motioned for the chair across from her. He sat and smiled appreciatively. He set his books down and gave his arms a few shakes.

"Thanks," he said, "Wow, I haven't seen you since season 5, how are you?"

Bridgette grimaced. Total Drama College, who could forget that massive headache? It was actually Noah who pulled off the win. She and Ezekiel had made it to the top 6 but were voted off soon after. It didn't bother her much as she was really getting sick of the show and of Chris with his lame and embarrassing challenges.

"I'm doing well," she replied, "I'd be doing a lot better if I wasn't going to be homeless in a few months."

"Homeless?"

Bridgette held up her newspaper.

"Looking for a place now," she said, "My apartment's lease is up in a few months and since my roommates are graduating I decided to move. Places are hard to find now a days."

Ezekiel nodded.

"I know what you mean eh," he said, "My roommates are moving out too. I'd hate to get rid of that loft apartment but since I'd never be able to afford the rent on my own I don't have a choice."

"Where do you go to school?" Bridgette asked.

"The university in town."

"For what?"

"Teaching."

"How is it that we both go to the same school and I have never seen you?" she asked him. Ezekiel shrugged.

"I'm always in the library eh; I'm on a scholarship so I go to any of the parties."

"You assume I do?" she teased, arching an eyebrow. Ezekiel rubbed the back of his head nervously.

"No, eh...I just thought...you and Geoff...umm..."

Bridgette laughed.

"He's actually going out with Katie now," she replied, "We broke up two summers ago."

"Oh, that's too bad."

"And you sound very disappointed."

"I didn't...ah..."

He went into another stammering fit and blushed. Bridgette smiled.

"Relax Zeke, jeez; I'm just messing with you."

"Sorry, girls still make me nervous."

"I bet."

"I'm not like I was before, you know, on the island."

"I know that, I wasn't even gonna ask."

"Really?"

She nodded.

"That was a long time ago, people change."

"For the better too I've noticed," Ezekiel mused, "Hey wait a minute why don't you move into my apartment?"

Bridgette looked unsure.

"It's a great place," he explained, "Close to the school too eh. If you want you can come by and take a look. I don't think I'm that bad to live with. You'd have to ask Eva and Tyler."

"Wait a minute," Bridgette said as Ezekiel jotted down his phone number and address on a slip of paper, "You live with Eva and Tyler?"

"Yep," he said, and then he lowered his voice, "Don't get me wrong, I love the two of them like family but I won't be sorry to see them go. The two of them are like rabbits if you know what I mean."

Bridgette's eyes widened.

"Seriously?"

"Oh yeah."

"Never saw that coming," she mused. Ezekiel sighed.

"Just make sure that when you come over there isn't a hair band on the door knob. If there is call me. I'll come there right away. You don't want to walk in on them accidentally, trust me."

After going to see the place and talking with Eva and Tyler, Bridgette decided moving in with Ezekiel was a good idea. The place was large, clean, quiet and a decent price. Coupled with the fact that she was getting the biggest bedroom made it all the better. Ezekiel was a great roommate and an amazing cook, always making her whatever vegetarian dish he could think of. She returned the favour often and was always around to help him with studying if he needed it.

That was actually how they had started dating. Ezekiel was quizzing her for her final animal anatomy exam which she had been very worried about. She aced it with an A minus. He was the first person she told so when he hugged her in congratulations she kissed him she was so happy.

At first she felt bad for doing such a thing but when he told her it was alright she kissed him again. The rest, as they say, was history as they started officially seeing each other the next day.

Bridgette smiled at the memory and jumped when her phone rang. She quickly grabbed it, hoping that it wasn't someone with horrible news.

"Hello?"

"Hey Bridgette, Harold here."

"Harold, hi, how are you?"

"Never better, how's the bride-to-be?"

"Stressed," she sighed. Harold laughed.

"I can only imagine, so I'm just calling to let you know that everyone is good, we're all either on planes, in a hotel or waiting area waiting to get on one. So we'll all be there tomorrow."

"Harold, you and Gwen are lifesavers," Bridgette said honestly, "Without you two and Ezekiel here helping me, I think I would have lost it a long time ago."

"That's what we're here for m'lady," he said, "This is your special time!"

"Is Gwen up?"

"Yep, you wanna talk to her?"

"Yes please."

"Hi Bridgette."

"Oh Gwen, you two are wonderful, have I told you that recently?"

"Only every time you talk to me," she replied, "Don't worry, I'll depend on you when I get married, if Harold ever decides to ask me that is."

Bridgette smiled when she heard Harold's response.

"Gosh Gwen I can't ask you now, that would steal Ezekiel and Bridgette's thunder, what kind of best man would I be?"

Gwen laughed.

"Anyway Bridge, don't worry about a thing, we'll see you tomorrow."

"You got it, see you tomorrow."

Bridgette hung up the phone and felt slightly better. She was looking forward to having all 22 of them together again.

"You're bath's ready Bridge."

"Thanks sweetie."

"No, I'm not going!"

"Izzy please," Cody said, "How else are we going to get to Bridgette and Ezekiel's wedding?"

Cody was trying to pull his girlfriend into the airport. Their plane would be leaving soon and they still needed to check their baggage in and get through security. Izzy however was gripping to the seat of the cab for dear life. Cody had her around the hips and was pulling as hard as he could.

Their cab driver looked both confused and concerned as he watched this go on. While he was driving them all they did was make out in the back seat, but as soon as the airport came into view the red head started to curse and yell that she wasn't getting on the death trap with wings.

"I'll walk!" she said, "I can make it there in two days."

"I seriously doubt that, come on Izzy, please."

"No, no, no," she chanted, her nails ripping the seat. Cody released her and tried to think of what to do to get her in the plane. This happened every time they tried to take a trip, Izzy's irrational fear of flying would make her freak out. One time she screamed just before take-off and it resulted in them getting kicked off the plane.

"I'm seriously debating sedating you before we go on planes," he told her. Izzy smiled sweetly.

"I knew you were a freak underneath that sexy nerd exterior," she said, "I'm still not going though."

"Is there anything I can say to get you on the plane?" he asked, "I know you'll be upset if we do miss the wedding."

"Only because I like making objections when the priest asks," she replied.

"What could you possibly have to object to in this one?"
Izzy tapped her chin.

"Zeke picks his nose."

"And you wet your pants," Cody retorted grinning. Izzy pondered this for a moment.

"Good point Lover."

She hopped out of the cab and helped him unload their suitcases. As they entered the airport she gripped Cody's hand tightly.

"I hate this," she muttered.

"I'll be with you every step of the way," Cody assured her. Izzy regarded him for a moment and then smiled brightly.

"I'm lucky to have you Lover."

Cody grinned.

"I'm going to go and check to make sure our plane is on time," he said, "you wanna wait here?"

Izzy nodded and took to looking around the airport. She arched an eyebrow when she saw two women around her age watching her and whispering together. The red head frowned and glanced at Cody. She hated it when people stared at them in public, it was a never ending source of annoyance and fighting off Cody's fan girls was an even bigger pain.

While she loved him as much as life itself she hated it when girls tried to get his attention. So when one of the two girls started to approach him after he left the information counter she hurried to him and glomped him. Cody held onto her as he tried to keep his balance.

"Izzy loves Cody!" she shouted. Cody frowned and saw the girl.

"I'm taken," he told her, "I think those stupid gossip magazines make that clear."

"Whatever."

Cody set Izzy down and kissed her.

"You okay now?"

"Yes."

Cody knew that Izzy's random outbursts had many people labelling her as a crazy person, but he knew better than that. Izzy had a problem with attention and could become jealous easily. She wasn't an attention seeker from others, just Cody. She liked to be assured that he still loved her and he did. She made everything new and interesting for him.

"Cody loves Izzy," he said kissing her cheek. Izzy blushed and hugged him tightly.

"Sorry I'm such a spazz."

He shrugged, still smiling.

"I like a little spazziness now and then."

Once their plane was ready for takeoff Izzy was gripping to Cody's hand as if her life depended on it.

"So Izzy," Cody said, trying to distract her, "Think you'll catch the bouquet?"

"It shall be mine," the red head said, "I'm collecting them. I caught the one at my two aunt's weddings, my cousin and my grandma's third wedding."

"Right, we went to your grandma's wedding."

"You even fit in," Izzy mused, "Izzy was impressed that Uncle Seamus even talked to you. He hates everyone! Even Izzy."

The stewardess announced that they could remove their seatbelts and move around if they wanted too. Izzy looked around and then leant over to him.

"Hey Cody."

Cody knew that whatever she was going to ask him was bound to either get them into trouble or be an odd request. That was usually the only time she said his name. She usually preferred to call him various nicknames; Lover, C-Unit, and Mr. Big were some of her favourites.

"Yes Izzy?"

"Wanna join the mile high club?"

He nearly choked on the mouthful of water he had just taken.

"I thought you were scared of flying."

"Izzy is, but this would be the perfect thing to do to keep my mind off of it though!"

Cody swallowed nervously.

"Fine."

"Yes!" she said pumping her fists.

"Lindsey!" Noah shouted up the stairs, "We're going to miss our flight! Hurry up!"

"Noah, I can't find my ring that you gave me! I can't go anywhere without it!"

"Did you check your finger?"

Silence greeted him, telling him that she did indeed find said ring in the place he suggested. Then he heard Lindsey as she came running down the stairs.

"Okay, I'm ready," she chirped, holding up her left hand where sure enough her engagement ring sat. Noah rolled his eyes. They hadn't told the others they were engaged yet. Actually they only told their parents, which proved to be a huge mistake, mostly because neither of their families were too keen on them being together.

Lindsey's parents thought Noah was a cocky and rude pessimist while Noah's parents thought that Lindsey was far too dumb to marry someone like their son. That statement had actually surprised Noah since his parents usually never concerned themselves with his personal life before.

After finding out that their parents didn't want them to be together Lindsey had been heartbroken. Even going so far as to say she was going to disown her parents. Noah just suggested that they elope to Las Vegas or someplace nice. Lindsey suggested her favourite store at the mall, but Noah didn't think that would work out too well.

"You're so quiet," Lindsey commented on their way to the airport, "Are you mad at me?"

"Why do you always assume I'm mad at you when I'm quiet?" he asked her.

"I don't know, I guess I just think that I said the wrong thing at some point during the day and you're just not telling me."

"I'm not mad," he assured her, "Not at you anyway."

"Who then?"

"Our parents."

Lindsey smiled.

"Don't worry about them silly," she said as she hugged him and kissed his cheek, "we're going to e-scope to Las Vegas after all!"

"Don't tell anyone we're doing that," he said, not bothering to correct her, living and dating Lindsey for the past couple of years had made him an expert in Lindsey-talk, "The whole idea is for people not to know we did it."

"I am so good at keeping secrets," she said, "You know that."

"And so does Paula," he teased. Lindsey smiled.

"I still feel so bad about that, Paula didn't talk to me for like a whole two days!"

"Must have been brutal."

"You're being sarcastic again right?"

"You're getting good Lindsey."

"Thanks! I try."

"Poor Bridgette," Gwen mused as she got under the covers of her and Harold's bed, "This whole wedding really has her stressed out. Maybe common law is the way to go."

"What!" Harold gasped, "The wedding is a holy union, representing a man and woman's desire to be together forever! Even the rings they give each other represent eternity. Anyone can back out of a common law."

"Now-a-days anyone can walk out of a wedding too Harold," she pointed out, "My dad did."

Harold crossed his arms over his chest.

"He obviously wasn't mature or man enough to handle a sweet person like your mom or his two awesome kids," he pointed out as he crawled in beside her. Gwen had to smile at his choice of words.

"Relax Harold," she said, "I would marry you in a heartbeat."

"Awesome."

The two of them were in a hotel in the next town from Bridgette and Ezekiel. They would be staying with them when they got there in the morning.

"So is everyone meeting up at the restaurant tomorrow?" she asked. Harold nodded.

"Yep, this is gonna be so cool, just like we're back on the island again!"

Gwen rolled her eyes.

"As long as Chef and Chris aren't around to mess anything up, we'll be fine."

Harold and Gwen had only been dating for about a year now. They had met up at a lecture on forensics, Gwen was there as a student but Harold was there to hear his brother who was giving the lecture. Gwen had been shocked to find out her teacher was Harold's brother but when she thought about it, it made sense. Professor Maddock was always going on about the 'mad skills' that people in the forensic position had.

After the lecture Harold had asked her out for dinner which turned out to be really fun. Harold had a gift for making her laugh with his crazy stories about the things he had been up to after the show. What caught her attention the most however was that he was a really good listener. She had been having a few rough patches in school and he never once interrupted her.

Soon that dinner turned into two, and then a couple every week until the next thing she knew she and Harold were dating. A few months later they moved in together and now they were the best man and maid of honour at their friend's wedding and contemplating their own.

"Oh man, imagine if they did show up!" Harold said, "Chef would probably be all insulted that we didn't get him to cook for the wedding. Chris will probably wanna be the MC or something too."

"I shudder at the thought."

Gwen yawned and curled up next to Harold.

"Night Harold."

"Good night beautiful."

The following morning as Ezekiel and Bridgette drove to the restaurant the surfer girl tapped her fingers nervously on her knees. Ezekiel took her hand and gave it a reassuring squeeze.

"It'll be fine eh," he said. She smiled.

"I guess that's true, with you boys looking after everything today I get to relax and catch up with the girls."

"Exactly, and I have the list in my pocket, we're all set!"
They stepped out of the van Ezekiel borrowed from a friend and headed into the restaurant.

Gwen and Harold were already there sitting at a huge table, they looked slightly out of place sitting there on their own but they looked thrilled when Bridgette and Ezekiel entered.

"Gwen!"

Bridgette hugged her friend tightly.

"How are you?"

"Stressed."

Gwen grinned.

"Hey, did you save some love for me?" Harold asked. Bridgette laughed and hugged him.

"It's great to see you Harold."

"GROUP HUG!"

The four jumped as they were tackled by a red and green blur. Izzy grinned her usual feral grin and hugged and kissed them all. Cody hurried after her.

"Hey guys!" he greeted.

"Cody, my man!" Harold greeted as they exchanged fist bumps.

"Zeke, you are looking as handsome as ever," Izzy complimented, "I hope you're not wearing that toque to the wedding though?"

"Oh yeah, all the guys have to eh," Ezekiel joked.

"Well I might as well get back in the car and drive home then," a cynical voice spoke up. The group turned to see Lindsey and Noah, hand in hand.

"Eeeeeeee!" Lindsey squealed as she hugged the girls.

"Hey Noah!" Ezekiel said, shaking his hand, "Nice to see you again eh."

"Thrilled to be here."

"Would it kill you to be happy once in a while?" Harold joked.

"My doctor said it might."

"Oh my gosh, Bridgette you are totally glowing!" Lindsey gushed, "I'm like so jealous of your complexion right now!"

"Right, because dry and sunburned is the new look this season."

"Heather, be nice."

Heather and DJ were the next couple to approach the others.

"I was just kidding," the raven haired teen said, "Bridgette, I'm actually jealous you're getting married before me. DJ keeps dragging his feet."

DJ rolled his eyes.

"I'll ask you when you're good and ready."

"We're glad you guys could make it eh," Ezekiel said, shaking their hands.

"Speak for yourself white boy."

"LeShawna!" Gwen said excitedly, "You guys look awesome!"

LeShawna and Duncan made their way to the others and after exchanging hugs and kisses they started to take their seats.

"We're missing a lot of people aren't we?" Duncan asked, "Where's...."

He was interrupted by an annoyed male's voice and an impatient female's voice.

"I'm telling you this is the place."

"No it's not! Stop arguing with me damn it!"

"Just call and ask for directions."

"No!"

Ezekiel and Bridgette exchanged grins. That would be Eva and Tyler entering and fighting as usual. When they saw the group Tyler was looking very pleased with himself while a slightly larger Eva was rolling her eyes.

"Eva," Lindsey said, sounding concerned, "What happened to you?"

"This guy happened to me," Eva replied jerking her thumb towards Tyler.

"You're pregnant?" Noah asked in shock.

"Give him a prize," Eva muttered as she lowered herself into her chair, "My feet are killing me."

"You looked good pregnant Eva," Heather complimented, "Not everyone can pull it off."

Eva arched her eyebrow.

"A compliment, from you?"

"I've been known to give them every now and then."

"Hey guys!"

Everyone looked up to see Justin and Beth walk in with Trent and Courtney.

"We made it just in time I see," Courtney said. She right away went to Bridgette and pulled her into a hug.

"This is so exciting!" Beth said, "I love weddings."

"I hate them," Justin muttered, "They take too long."

Beth elbowed him.

"Ours isn't too long eh," Ezekiel assured him as they sat down too, "Average I think."

Bridgette beamed at her fiancé as he stood.

"Thanks for coming guys," he said, "I know we're still missing a few but it really means a lot to us to have you here eh."

"I few so relieved," Bridgette added, "You guys have no idea how stressful this has been."

Ezekiel looked at Bridgette, she looked to happy to see their friends who had arrived. His cell phone started to go off and when he looked at who it was he arched an eyebrow.

"It's Geoff," he said to Bridgette. He got up and answered it.

"Zeke man, how are you?"

"Good, where are you guys? You gonna be miss the lunch?"

"About that...."

"Hang on; let me put this thing on speaker phone."

He clicked a button.

"Hey guys its Geoff."

"Hey guys!" Geoff voice greeted. Various replies went up.

"Listen," he went on, "A huge congrats to you and Bridge Zeke, I'm so happy for you both. You guys have to get lots of pictures and videos for us."

"You can't come?" Bridgette asked, sounding disappointed.

"Sadie, Owen, Katie and I aren't gonna be able to make it," he said.

"How come?" Ezekiel asked. Then as if on cue, two blood curding screams went up, making all of them wince.

"Katie and Sadie kinda went into labour this morning," Geoff explained, "Owen and I are at the hospital now. Figures they go into labour the same time right?"

"Geoff!" they heard Katie scream, "I hate you! You did this to me!"

"Say hi to Bridgette and Zeke, Katie."

"Congratulaaaahhhhhhhhhhh...tions," Katie screamed, "Get this kid outta me!"

"Gotta go," Geoff said, "Love you guys! Peace!"

Ezekiel clicked the phone shut, looking rather pale; as did most of the others. Eva punched Tyler's arm.

"If I'm in pain like that you're getting fixed!"

Tyler winced and crossed his legs.

"Wait a minute," Duncan said after Ezekiel told them what they had planned for the afternoon, "Why do we have to pick up the flowers and check on the cake? That's the chick's job."

Bridgette rolled her eyes and kissed Ezekiel on the cheek after they had finished lunch.

"Not this time eh," Ezekiel said. He started to steer Duncan out of the restaurant with the other guys following.

"The girls are getting their dresses and going to the spa while we're being a good groom and groomsmen by taking care of the other stuff."

"I'd rather go to the spa," Noah mused.

Winter-Rae: Longest chapter I have ever written! Next chapter will be filled with spa treatments, girl talk, guy talk and mess ups. Not to mention the worst rehearsal dinner ever when some unexpected guests show up. Oh and I will probably throw in some fluffy/sad flashbacks too. Thanks for reading everyone. Cheers!