J/P, Rated G
Disclaimer: Paramount owns all Voyager characters I'm just playing. :)
Golden hair, glowing like a halo beneath the chapel lights. Eyes bluer than the sky, lighting onto mine, holding me as tightly as a pair of arms. His voice, binding us together as though we’d been destined for this moment since the beginning of time. The ring, glittering brightly, wrapping around my heart as well as my finger. My voice, trembling, stumbling over the words, finally moving them past my lips and into the open air. The Admiral, Owen Paris, uniting his son and I in holy matrimony; a duty I’m sure he never dreamed he’d be performing. Our wedding.