Doves, Gardens, Allergies, And A Broken Bed?
Last Revised: October 25, 2005
Disclaimer: I don’t own ‘em, wish I did.
AN: -- grins -- BloomingViolets has challenged me to another fic. This one needed to include doves, a garden, Sky’s allergies and buying a new bed – grins -- this is going to be interesting.
AN2: Gotta love live inspiration! Thanks to Aly and Chris for Syd and Sky!!!
Dedicated To: BloomingViolets, here’s some Syd/Sky fluff for ya!
“I think a garden wedding was a bad idea,” Jack whispered to Bridge as the pair watched Sky sneeze for the millionth time. “He’s not gonna make it through the ceremony without sneezing a million more times.”
Bridge merely shrugged and adjusted his tie again. Sky had been a nervous wreck all morning – he’d gotten up late, had forgotten the rings and his cuff links on his dresser, he’d been coughing and sneezing like no tomorrow, and on top of it all, he still had a hang over from their wild night out the night before for his bachelor party.
“Maybe he’s allergic to commitment?” Jack suggested.
“You’re a dead man, Landors,” Sky hissed even as he sneezed again. “Damn, I wish I had a cold tablet.”
Jack and Bridge laughed. “Sky, you’ve taken three already, I’m surprised you haven’t passed out yet,” Jack teased, but quieted as the music began and the flower girl, Syd’s cousin Renee, Syd’s best friend from grade school, Monica, and Z, walked down the isle.
watched Sky’s face light up and his sneezing stop as soon as
“Who knew all it would take was Syd to distract him?” Jack whispered into Bridge’s ear, making the best man crack up.
The former Pink Ranger had to grin, knowing she and Sky didn’t need luck. After everything they’d been through to get to this point, they no longer needed luck, they simply needed each other.
It had been just over four years ago that they, along with Z, Jack and Bridge had defeated Gruumm and his minions. It had been a long year, that battle with Gruumm, and there had been not only a lot of casualties among the ranks of the Academy, there had been a lot of upheavals all around, including Sydney and Sky realizing just how much they cared for one another when they both thought they wouldn’t live to see another day.
made reservations at a small, little French Bistro on the outskirts of
driven them home after that, and when they’d entered their bedroom,
so wild they had broken the supports on their bed. She could laugh about it now,
“What has you looking so hot and bothered?” a warm voice whispered in her ear as large hands wrapped around her waist, coming to rest over her stomach.
Sky chuckled and then nuzzled the side of her neck. “I can’t either, but it sure was fun the next night when we got to try out the new bed.”
The former Pink Ranger remembered shopping for their new bed. She had told every salesperson they talked to they didn’t want a wooden bed, they wanted a wrought iron one, that way they wouldn’t have to worry about it breaking. She’d never seen so many guys blush in her life, Sky included, as she did that day.
Suddenly, a wicked thought popped into Syd’s head. Grinning, she asked softly, “You think we can try and break the bed tonight?”
joke was not lost on Sky, who laughed loud enough to draw attention. Standing up straight, Sky spun