thepicketfencecliche | spamalot } { of weddings and happily ever afters

She eyes him for a moment before she takes the camera and the journal from him. She opens the journal first and reads the message with a soft smile before flipping through the pictures on the camera and smiling more. It was only a few short hours away, but for her it couldn't get there fast enough.

She reaches for a pen from the vanity, before flipping to an empty page in the journal and scribbling in the following message:

I'll be there. See you soon.

She then closes it and hands it back to him. "Take this back to him for me please?"

"Do I get a tip?" One eyebrow rose in a mock imitation of what he has learned from Derek.

She smirks before taking him gently by the collar, leaning up and pressing a kiss to his cheek, lipstick and all. Then she pats him on the shoulder and sends him on his way.

"You're the best."

He grinned at the affection from his aunt, but he was also a smug little bastard. "You know you're not my type, right?" And he backed away out of hitting distance.

"Yeah, and I'm getting married. Would you go already." And she will make a shooing motion with her hands for him to skedaddle.

"Yeah yeah yeah, I'm going." And he's going to duck out and return the journal to Stiles who will grin at it. He's going to write some more, but Liam will refuse to take it. So will the rest of the guys. Which will lead to Stiles putting on his pants and heading over to the Hale house, standing outside her window and tossing rocks up at it.

OH, and he may be blindfolded. And probably throwing the rocks at the wrong window. But you can hear him and Scott talking a bit loudly on the lawn.

Let's be real, Stiles is still a bit drunk. Thanks Tyler.

Cami is mostly just hanging around because her date for this particular wedding is off having some kind of alpha summit with Talia and Victor. Which is fine, she's been trying to make herself useful where she can, but when she spots the shenanigans afoot in front of one of the windows she can't help but sigh as she makes her way over.

"Boys." Mostly said in that tone that is meant to get their attention. "What are you doing?"

Scott looked over at Cami with a bashful look because they got caught. "He was going for a walk in the woods and I was just making sure he didn't do anything stupid."

Which, you know, blindfolded Stiles grinning like an idiot? So not doing something stupid.

"Is that Cami?" He's facing the wrong direction. "What are you doing here?"

"If there were any doubt you weren't a werewolf," she tease gently, before placing her hands on his shoulders and turning him to face her. "Klaus was asked to come early for some kind of alpha meeting with Victor and Talia. I figured I'd tag along and make myself useful. Why ... do you have a blindfold?"

He grinned at her. NO really, he was marrying his mate today, there was nothing that could make him stop smiling like a crazy person.

"I'm not allowed to see Cora today until we're at the altar. This will keep that from happening."

Stiles logic.

Cami smiles at him, which he can't see, but that's probably for the best because it's one of those "oh boys" smiles and while she's sure the intentions are good here, it's the execution that seems a little off.

"Also, staying in your respective groom corner. That works too."

"Yeah, you try staying with a group of guys and a group of babies and see how much fun you can have. Especially with Peter babysitting us all."

Stiles wrinkled his nose and went to paw at the blindfold a bit. "I just wanted to tell Cora I love her."

She reaches forward gently, pushing up the blindfold so that she could see his eyes and she gives him a small smile in return. "That's very sweet of you. But you do know there's this invention called a cell phone. Allows you to send short brief messages or make phone calls?"

"Yeah, but I think Malia took it from her."

Cami's brow furrows as she glances up towards the window. "Why ... would Malia take it from her?"

"Because he wouldn't stop texting to the point that she probably wasn't getting ready." Scott chuckled. "They've been like this all week, Cami. It's better to just go along with it and keep him from getting himself killed."

She laughs at that, before shaking her head. "How about this? I will take her the message. You, head back to your respective groom corner and I will let you know what she says."

Stiles sighed, but nodded. "Sure, fine, ruin my fun." All said in good humor though.

She laughs a bit, before nodding. "Good groom. Anything else you want me to tell her before you go?"

"Yeah, I'm pretty sure anything else would be dirty and you're not going to want details. You can tell her I will share the dirty stuff with her later."

You did ask, Cami.

Yes. Yes, she did and she may be regretting it a little bit now. But she will take a deep breath and nod as she goes to do as asked. "Alright. I will come back with a message, if any."

Stiles was about to say something but Scot slapped his hand on his best friend's mouth. "That would be great. Thanks Cami." He mouthed to her I'm so sorry as he started to guide Stiles back to Peter's house.

Cami nods before making her way into the house and up to the girl's room. She knocks on the door and when she's given permission to enter, she can't help but smile at the sight of Cora in her dress. "Oh my God, you look so beautiful."

Cora glances over with a grin, before shaking her head. "I heard what he said."

"I figured, but I wanted to get the chance to see the dress before anything else."

"Please tell him to not get into trouble with Nadia and that he'll see me in a couple hours?"

"Done. I will make sure the message is received." Cami takes one last look and sighs, before closing the door behind her and making her way across the preserve to Peter's house.

And Scott is sitting on the porch, drinking some water and smirking as Cami came back over. "So you got turned into a messenger now?"

She laughs before holding up her hands. "Last message, from the bride herself - after this he should stop playing wedding party tag."

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