Vows and Promises
Part Thirteen
By Susan
lilichild@aol.com
ARCHIVE: Sure, just tell me where
TIMELINE: Well, this part takes place in the summer before season 7 and goes from there,
the other parts will take place later, it’ll make more sense once you read the fic.
SPOILERS: I don’t read ‘em. You shouldn’t either J That said, anything that
I didn’t beyond the latest aired episode is pure speculation.
DISCLAIMER: The story is mine, the characters aren’t. They belong to Warner Brothers,
don’t waste your time suing, I have no money
NOTE: This is part one of a series and is my first fic, be kind J Comments welcome
PREVIOUSLY: Doug and Carol got engaged (yes, again), and decided upon a post Thanksgiving
wedding at the house in Seattle. Doug called Mark to share the good news and asked him to
be his best man. Mark accepted, Chuni, Haleh, and Conni overheard and put two and two
together so to speak and asked if they were right in their assumption. Mark told them yes,
and the three nearly knocked him over hugging.
PREVIOUSLY: Doug and Carol became engaged “again”. They planned a post
Thanksgiving wedding and the list of attendants became rather large. Susan Lewis was to be
maid of honor and Mark best man.
NOTE: So, here we are at lucky number 13. As always, I believe that people still talk to
their friends after someone moves away, unlike ER. Thanks for everyone’s great
comments, I didn’t think this would have so many fans. It’s the little fic that
could!
“Uh, Doug? I think we have plenty of
food, and last time I checked the Y2K scare was over.” Carol said eyeing the bag.
Doug just shook his head, then lifted the
bag, turned it upside down, and emptied the contents onto the table. About thirty
magazines came pouring onto the table and spilled onto the floor.
“Modern Bride… Bride… Wedding
Bells… Your Big Day?” Carol picked up the magazines, looking in amazement at
their titles. She noticed a label on the front cover with her name and mailing address.
“Doug!” She exclaimed “You subscribed me to every wedding magazine known to
man.”
“Well, actually… I subscribed me
but I couldn’t put Doug Ross on the label, now could I?” Doug said his eyes
twinkling with delight. He had subscribed to the magazines soon after he found out that
Carol was pregnant. He was didn’t see it as silly, really, just an investment in
their future.
Carol began to laugh hysterically. She was
touched that Doug thought so much about marrying her that he had subscribed to wedding
magazines, but the thought that DOUG ROSS had subscribed to wedding magazines, had her in
stitches.
Doug looked a little hurt. He had thought she’d
be touched, instead here she was laughing at him. Actually, Doug thought, she looks like
she’s going to wet herself laughing. “Are you done?” Doug asked pointedly.
Carol tried to regain control of herself.
“Yeah, I think so” Carol said, but then another image popped into her head and
she knew it was a hopeless cause “I was just wondering if you’d picked out what
kind of veil you wanted”. She dissolved again into a fit of laughter.
Doug shook his head “I’m not going
to live this one down am I?”
“Not for a long time” Carol said
between laughing. “Oh, Doug, I’m sorry. But who on earth thought you’d have
a subscription to ‘Blushing Bride’?” She said reading the title of one of
the magazines. She started laughing again “I didn’t even know there was a ‘Blushing
Bride’ magazine.”
“Well, they aren’t all bridal
magazines” Doug pointed out “I added a couple of ‘Playboys’ and a
‘Hustler’ for spice.” Doug grabbed three magazines and hid them behind his
back.
“You did not!” Carol shrieked and
tried to grab the magazines.
“Hey, I got a little lonely waiting for
you.” Doug teased and held the magazines rolled up above her head.
“Well, I’m here now” Carol
said and began to slowly his him. She knew it would drive him wild.
“No fair” Doug said breaking the
kiss. He still held the magazines rolled in his left hand but wrapped his arms around her
and pulled her closer.
“I know” Carol replied seductively.
She ran her arms up his torso and settled them on her shoulders.
“That’s it” Doug proclaimed,
lifting Carol into his arms and heading for the stairs
“Where are we going?” Carol asked
innocently, nuzzling against his neck.
“Where do you think?” Doug
whispered into her ear.
“Anything you say, Mr. Blushing Bride”
Carol responded.
They were at the foot of the stairs when the
phone rang. Doug rolled his eyes, Carol groaned.
“Let the machine get it” Doug said
dismissively. Damn it, do these people have radar? Doug thought.
“It may be important” Carol said
reluctantly. She certainly didn’t want to answer it either, but then again the
majority of their friends and family lived away.
“If it’s a telemarketer, I’m
suing” Doug muttered angrily, putting Carol down and heading for the phone.
“Yeah” Doug said into the phone.
This better be important, Doug thought.