woken up early that morning. early enough that the sun was a sleepy red. he'd had a bit of a late night the night before, but he guessed that was natural. he was excited. he'd spent his time rearranging the boxes he'd packed his stuff into, ending up building a box fort at around midnight and falling asleep in there, using luka as a pillow. in fact, luka was what woke him- the dog extricated herself from underneath owner, causing him to whack the back of his head on the floor a little too hard for his liking. no chance of a concussion or anything, but it hurt like hell and was way better than an alarm clock. he was pretty sure luka was excited too- she'd spent the morning trying to fit into small spaces, then dashing madly to the next one. he figured it was her way of saying goodbye to the house. the best part were her small, almost epileptic leaps into the air, her legs flailing every way they could before she hit the ground again.
he'd eventually managed to get her to relax as he drank his third cup of coffee, before heading into his bedroom. he had some stuff he wanted to do today, and he had until half five before he had to be at the church. he got dressed in a t-shirt and jeans after going through the usual routine of putting his leg on, before heading out of the house, luka at his side. he needed... what did he need? he wanted to get a ribbon for luka to wear, seeing as she'd be at his side later and her service jacket wasn't exactly smart. and he wanted to get something nice for them to have when they got to their new house. he kind of knew that there would likely be a party of some kind tonight, judging by gigi's family. he'd been slightly dreading that, but... he'd liked them. he hadn't known what to expect, but it was absolutely fine. even gigi's brother had made him laugh- the lieutenant dan thing was a new one. he normally got 'long john silver' or something similar. he'd almost choked laughing at that, and although he could tell the guy wasn't thrilled about gigi marrying a stranger, he kind of hoped he was glad it was ollie.
at least he'd gotten on well with her dad. despite the obligatory threats, ollie'd enjoyed the family. although that didn't matter. he'd have married gigi if her family'd turned out to be the physical embodiment of every negative stereotype he could think of. she was just... the sweetest girl he knew. he'd written to nadia about her, and she'd phoned him a few nights ago to mutually be excited for him. despite all they'd gone through, his ex-wife was a very good friend. he was glad he could talk to her still; it wasn't really awkward as they'd never been more than friends except in name.
he'd stopped by panaroma, ordering a dozen cupcakes to be delivered to the address where he and gigi would be living from tonight, before stopping by the pizza place. he figured that they'd probably be too worn out from moving in and the wedding to want to cook properly, so it was all preparation, really. then it was time to quest for a ribbon. he eventually found one in the shop that sold wedding dresses, although he had to leave luka outside, just in case she got stuff on the dresses. that was fair enough, really.
after a walk, then the drive home and a shower, it was almost one. he'd never felt so organised, and after lunch he figured he may as well relax a bit, reading one of the books he hadn't packed until it was time to go. luka woke him up at half four by jumping on him. sometimes he didn't know where he'd be without her- alarm clock, assistant... he was pretty damn glad he'd picked her out of the various dogs he'd looked at. the fox-faced dog waited, impatiently, at the door, as ollie gathered the stuff he'd need for the ceremony- the suit, shoes and anything else- before heading out the door. he left the keys in his locked mailbox, as the letter'd said, before getting into the car, luka diving over him to get into the passenger side, ollie's suit and shoes in the back, the suit zipped into a clothes bag to prevent luka getting dog hair all over it. he'd pretty much used up a roll of tape de-hairing her the previous night, but it was getting warmer and luka's response to that was to promptly shed as much fur as she could without going bald.
the church was the same, and he was shown to his little dressing room without incident. he removed luka's jacket, tying the ribbon around her neck, before sending her to sit outside as he got changed. it didn't take long, ollie checking himself out in the mirror for a few minutes before leaving, taking his bag of clothes to his car then heading into the chapel. he has about a quarter of an hour left now, and he felt... odd. it was just nerves, but as he sat there, luka's tail thumping against the floor. "soon, girl." he slipped his hand into his pockets, feeling the rings he'd slipped in there as he dressed. "you gonna go home with me and gigi?"
luka almost stood, her tongue lolling as she wiggled in place. yeah, maybe talking to your dog was... odd, but he didn't mind. luka was a calming influence, after all.
he crouched, adjusting luka's bow, before the music began and he hurriedly straightened, his gaze lingering on the door that seemed to open in slow-motion.
it was no surprise to him that georgia looked beautiful. she was, after all, stunning with her hair down, in casual clothes. but even so, her appearance now brought a huge smile to ollie's face as she seemed to float towards him, turning to face him, her cheeks flushing slightly. "not lookin' too bad yourself, miss porter- though not miss for much longer, right?"
luka stood, tail wagging furiously, but she didn't leave ollie's side, no matter how she obviously wanted to jump up at gigi and bark like mad with the happiness that was so evident in the dog's eyes. "i think luka thinks she's marrying you."