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It was during the Institute’s attack on the Castle that Preston had asked to marry Gabby. They were taking a short breather in the armory anxiously waiting for another wave of synths. Preston gently grabbed her left hand and looked her in the eyes. His grip was shaky but she held onto his hand.
Gabby felt the world stop and her breath hitch when he asked her to be his. She said yes and that was enough to keep them both alive as another wave of synths appeared.
Now in June of 2288, Gabby was dressing behind a wooden bureau that served as a privacy blind for the toilet in her home that once belonged to Kellog. She smoothed out the wrinkles in her laundered green dress that had a ballistic weave in it. She was trying to keep calm but she couldn’t help by smile like an idiot as she stepped out from behind the furniture.
”Lookin good Blue.” Piper smiled as she messed with her own dress.
“Thanks Piper. It feels so odd having an actual wedding.” Gabby returned the smile as she recalled the time she and Nate married at a Courthouse.
”You should see Preston. He looked too uncomfortable in his suit.” Piper chuckled. She handed Gabby a fake green flower to wear in her hair.
“I bet,” Gabby said as she put the flower in her hair.
”I wish everyone could come to this.” Gabby added and frowned.
”Oh don’t be a downer. Curie and Hancock have a lot on their plate. Mac is just, well Mac.” Piper tried to make her friend feel better.
“Yeah, and Rok has family matters to attend to,” Gabby added.
“Come on Blue, let’s get going.” Piper nudged her with an elbow. Gabby nodded and followed Piper out and down the steps. They walked through the town that went about its routine. Finally, Gabby and Piper were at the All Faiths Chapel. Preston stood by the pastor in a lovely clean grey suit. His eyes widened as he saw Gabby approach.
Piper joined the crowd of friends that was able to attend. She rested a hand on Shaun’s right shoulder as she stood by him. Danse was out of his armor and wearing a flannel shirt and jeans. Nick was wearing his usual regalia and Codsworth was holding a bottle of wine to share with the guests. Sturges wore his guard uniform but removed his hard hat out of respect.
Gabby and Preston stood by one another as Clemens began to speak.
“We are gathered here today to witness the Union of these two people. The Vault Dweller Gabriella Odiha and Preston Garvey of the Minutemen.” He flipped through his scripture.
”Do you, Gabriella take Preston to be your lawfully wedded husband? To hold and cherish? To fight for and stand by?” He asked Gabby.
”I do.”
He turned to Preston.
“Do you, Preston Garvey take Gabriella to be your lawfully wedded wife? To hold and cherish? To fight and stand by?”
“I do.”
”Then by the power invested in me, I now pronounce this couple to be wed!” He closed his book and handed them both rings made from old coins.
The crowd cheered and said what they wished. Gabby and Preston don’t remember much other than the kiss and the taste of wine afterward. Then they were in their home in Diamond City.