" I found you without looking and love you without trying."

- Mark Anthony

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" Knock, knock." a voice at the door echoed. Lizzie had rushed in to help Hazel finish applying a bit of blush to her cheeks, as the guests were settling into their seats, when the knocking had come at the door.

" Shit, who is it?" Catherine hissed as she gently attached the veil to Hazel's caramel curled haired head. Lizzie glanced at the door and sighed to herself. Hazel giggled.

" I swear if it's one of the boys...." Lizzie grumbled as Mrs. Liebgott and Ms. Parker came from the bathroom after wiping the mascara from their cheeks - ok they'd all been crying, but who wouldn't seeing Hazel dressed like a Greek Goddess? Lizzie approached the door and put her hand on the handle.

" George, Floyd - either of you two out there - out." she called through the door. She heard a low chuckle from the other side and immediately mentally face-palmed.

" I don't think either two of them are out here there, Elliot." the voice came back and Lizzie put a finger on the bridge of her nose - it was Captain Ronald Speirs and her she was acting like it was the two idiots with far too loose ties. Lizzie immediately opened the door and found Speirs on the opposite side. Forcing a hopefully not embarrassing smile on her face, she looked up at Speirs with a smile.

" Sorry about that." she said, scratching the back of her neck as he chuckled. She noticed his clean-pressed uniform he adorned, medals pinned to his chest, hair perfectly combed back, cap removed as he stepped inside the room. His hands even shook a bit.

" You don't look too bad, sir." Lizzie said as she shut the door behind him and Speirs couldn't help but roll his eyes.

" You don't have to call me, sir." he told her with a slight smirk and Lizzie snickered quietly, putting a hand on his shoulder and patting it.

" Then you don't have to call me Elliot." she told him and Speirs chuckled softly.

" Ron." a voice said and both Lizzie and Speirs turned to see Hazel - with help from Catherine, sit up from the chair and, innocently, push the veil from her face as she approached him. Lizzie could tell immediately that Speirs' face soften, a smile reaching the corners of his lips as he looked at her with glowing eyes. Lizzie could see the corners of his eyes turned up even, into that little grin.

" Oh Hazel..." Speirs said as he softly took her hands in his, looking at her with soft eyes, shaking his head a bit, as if in shock," you look beautiful." Lizzie could see that Hazel was quite literally trying not to break down in front of him.

" Thank you." she managed out, as the first tear bubbled to her eye.

" Aw hey now, don't mess up your pretty make up." he said, reaching to pull a handkerchief from his uniform pocket and softly hold her still as she giggled, wiping underneath her eye with a gentle nature Lizzie had never seen the man possess. Lizzie glanced at Catherine, who already an emotional and hormonal mess was tearing up, holding a hand to her mouth as a tear squeaked out of her eye.

" God," she whispered, fanning her eyes as Lizzie giggled lightly, letting a few tears filter her own eyes. Speirs gently pulled the handkerchief back and looked at Hazel with a love she deserved to be looked at with.

The love her father had not given her, but what Speirs now did. Hazel softly reached up to hug the man, and Speirs didn't hesitate to hug her right back, holding her so close, shoving his head into her neck as the two held each other close. Speirs knew why he was there, why he had taken this place with pride and with love. Because Hazel deserved a good wedding, and with a man who loved her for her and did not leave when things got tough.

A knock came at the door as the wedding planner stuck her head in. Speirs pulled back from Hazel as the group looked towards the door.

" We're ready." she said. Lizzie smiled wide, turning to Hazel, who grinned wide, her eyes still a bit glossy as Speirs watched her softly. She was ready - they all were.

Canon in D was playing - Lizzie was stood beside Catherine, up at the alter in front of everyone, awaiting Hazel to appear with Ronald Speirs at the end of the isle. Lizzie glanced at Catherine who softly took her hand in her own and squeezed it as tears flooded her eyes.

Lizzie let out a soft sigh and looked into the crowd where she could pick out Easy Company, family, friends, and the small group of Virago women adorning their uniforms with pride. Lizzie smiled at them and nodded and they all grinned. She even saw Grace and Harry in the crowd, tears in their eyes as they awaited Hazel. Lizzie's heart swooned. Her eyes carried her to Joe who stood near the priest - they'd opted for an interfaith wedding.

It was what both Hazel and Joe had wanted, and Lizzie was more than excited to see the beauty of it all. Joe was already sporting a fresh set of tears, as George watched his friend with a soft smile.

Lizzie smiled softly before meeting Floyd's eyes. He watched her with bright eyes, a grin on his face.

God he was beautiful.

Suddenly, everyone rose and Lizzie turned her attention to the end of the isle to see right at the end of the isle was Hazel arm-in-arm with Speirs, a smile on her face, as Speirs held her so gently and closely to himself like she were the most precious thing in the world.

Lizzie was positive she saw a tear streak down Joe's face as he held back the slight quiver on his lip as he looked at Hazel was such soft eyes.

Lizzie watched Hazel in the beautiful dress walk down the isle with Speirs, gripping his arm so gracefully, sending tiny glances up at him every so often as he looked down at her and patted her hand softly.

For the first time in ages, it was like Speirs was trying to hold back his own tears.

Joe softly moved down the few steps of the alter as Speirs, instead of the handshake, went in for a hug, hugging Joe close, in such a tender-hearted hug.

Pulling back, Speirs turned to Hazel and gently hugged her, with a whisper of a kiss on her cheek before passing Hazel's hand to Joe's, who took her with such a softness and excitement. Lizzie watched them move up the alter towards the priest with tear-filled eyes.

Wiping under her eye briefly, she caught Floyd's eyes and he watched her softly as she smiled.

" We are gathered here today to celebrate one of life's greatest moments, the blending of two hearts, the joining of Joseph and Hazel in marriage." Lizzie nearly broke there at the priests words.

" We have come together to witness the union of these two hearts. Out of the routine of ordinary life, the extraordinary has happened. Joseph and Hazel met, fell in love and are celebrating as much with their wedding today. Joseph and Hazel, life is given to each of us as individuals, and yet we must learn to live together. Love is given to use by our family and friends - we learn to love by being loved. Learning to love and living together is one of the greatest challenges of life and it is the shared goal of a married life." Lizzie watched Joe look towards Hazel as she glanced shyly towards him.

Yep, she knew their hearts were racing and yearning even more for the other. It was adorable. The priest read a rather emotional and moving passage from the bible, before wine was brought out to be drank from by Joe and Hazel, who took it oh-so-gracefully. Lizzie smiled as the two faced each other, holding on another's hands softly together - she swore Joe's thumb was brushing over her skin like a feather making her grin more and more. The vows.

" Joseph and Hazel today have prepared their very own vows today that they'd like to share with everyone." the priest said and nodded to the two of them. Hazel looked to Joe and he smiled softly at her, his eyes evidently bubbling with tears as he stood there gripping her hands so gently.

" Joe Liebgott." Hazel said, a smile building on her face as she watched him, like it were some sort of inside joke," The moment I first met you was in England, in a barrack, some dusty old British barrack. And I told you that to fight for what was right was something I would've done just the same." Joe chuckled softly, as everyone automatically felt smiles on their faces.

" I met you in a place where it seemed love was so distant and so fearful for the time. Yet, it prevailed despite it all." Hazel said softly, her eyes never leaving Joe's for a second," You loved me when I couldn't love myself." Joe looked like he was barely holding himself together anymore as he gripped her hands.

" You're my best friend above anything, not only the man I'm marrying, but my best friend." Hazel said, quirking out one of those innocent little smiles Lizzie loved so much," I fell in love with someone who I told the stars about." She giggled about at the word and it made a few laughs echo around the room. Her smile slowly fell slowly.

" I think I realized I was falling when I wasn't even by your side. Sitting alone in a hospital, fighting for my leg, my life. And everyday, I thought about you so much, Joe. More than I thought I would. And sitting in that hospital bed, I realized more than ever that after this war, there was far more than simply just a war. There was a life worth living, and it was a life I wanted to live with you." Hazel said softly," And coming back to you, being in your arms again - I wanted you to hold me like that forever and never let go because I knew."

" I knew in that moment that despite a war I loved you, every piece of you - you're eyes and the way they glowed, the way your smile turned into that snarky little smirk, I loved it when I saw your dimples," her voice cracked the slightest bit," the way you wore your heart on your sleeve, even if you think you didn't. I saw your heart and I loved your heart." Hazel said softly, cocking her head to the side innocently as she smiled up at Joe, who watched her with so much love. Lizzie was damn near breaking, she could feel her lip quivering as her eyes filled with tears faster and faster.

" You changed my life, Joe - even with Operation Virago, with Catherine and Lizzie, the girls who became my sisters, I had the privilege to meet you and love you." Hazel whispered softly," And seeing you happy, so genuinely happy I felt was a moment I'll always think back - seeing your smile in the snow.." Her voice broke again and Lizzie nearly was about to let out the cry in her throat. Blowing out her cheeks she watched Hazel sniffle a bit.

" I'll always love you, Joe Liebgott." she said softly," Even when we're 80 years old watching our grand children playing with the newest toy of the year, I'll still look over and see you on the Effiel Tower that night all those months ago. I gave you my heart and you've kept it close to your own. And....I love you....so much. Thank you for showing me love, that love is far more beautiful than it is in the books, that it's worth it more than....more than anything." Hazel smiled at him softly and Lizzie softly put a hand on Catherine's shoulder who turned to her with her own tear filled eyes.

" Hazel Parker," Joe stared and Hazel giggled quietly," I always remember....the night I walked out and I saw this woman, widest smile on her face, staring at the stars. And of course, I walked over, I was curious myself," Hazel laughed lightly - it seemed a little moment between the two of them and to say it made Lizzie's heart burst," and the minute I sat down, you started talking about the stars as if they were your friends. You saw the beauty in the little things, something that I think war tried to take from us more than anything." Hazel squeezed his hand softly.

" I never saw someone see beauty like that," Joe said," and I guess you could say I admired you more than I thought I would, but that's what they say. The unexpected love is the best love." Hazel giggled - Lizzie swore it was the most pure sound in the world.

" And I swore, you were covered in dirt and rain water out there but I had never adored you more, Hazel Parker." Joe said, his eyes turning serious, watching her - the water works were starting.

" I've never met someone as strong as you, Hazel." Joe said softly, as tears filled his eyes," And I know people just sort of throw those words around like it's nothing, but you're one of the strongest women I know. You laughed in times that I swore no one could find something to laugh about - and I swore with that little laugh of yours flowers could grow." Hazel laughed lightly, wiping a tear from her cheek in the spure of the moment.

" I'm serious," Joe said through a laugh as Hazel giggled again," if there was ever a crowd, I'd look for you." Hazel watched him, tears welling in her eyes as Lizzie sniffled softly to herself.

" Those big, blue eyes - someone who saw the best in people, kept spirits up, made sure no one was left out despite anything.." Joe smiled softly, laughing lightly, leaning forward towards Hazel a bit," someone who even made me laugh."

" You weren't that tough to crack." she whispered softly as the two laughed, making smiles appear on virtually everyone's faces in the room.

" I won't ever stop treating you like you deserve to be treated." Joe whispered," How a woman like you deserves to be treated." Lizzie let out a soft smile.

" I love you, Hazel Parker," Joe said softly, gently kissing her hand," to the stars and back." Hazel let out another tiny giggle at his words - he'd said it to make her laugh, if anything. Joe always knew how to get that giggle going. And as they slid the rings onto one another's fingers, Lizzie couldn't help but glance out towards the crowd, where she was sure half of Easy by this point was near tears.

" Do you Joseph Liebgott take Hazel Parker to be your wife?" The priest asked him.

" I do." Joe said, his eyes so soft as he watched Hazel.

" Do you promise to love, cherish, and protect her whether in good fortune or in adversity and to be with each other in sickness and in health?"

" I do."

" Do you Hazel Parker take Joseph Liebgott to be your husband?"

" I do." Hazel whispered softly, squeezing Joe's hands softly as Lizzie smiled softly at their enclosed hands.

" Do you promise to love, cherish, and protect her whether in good fortune or in adversity and to be with each other in sickness and in health?"

" I do." Hazel whispered softly.

The priest cleared his throat, as he gave the 7 Jewish Blessings Sheva B'rachot. Lizzie watched the light softly shine in through the colored glass panes down onto the couple at the alter. Shining under the sunlight.

The priest ended with a Jewish closing prayer and Lizzie thought it was one of the most beautiful sayings she'd ever heard in her life. The traditional glass breaking between the two was adorable, as Joe clasped his hands over Hazel as they broke the glass, a protection for their marriage, for their pure love.

The joy of the words Mazel Tov rung out from the crowd as Hazel and Joe looked at one another with shining eyes.

" I now pronounce you Husband and Wife." The priest said as the two looked at one another," You may now kiss the bride."

Lizzie let out a massive grin as within seconds, Joe had soft gently cupped Hazel's cheeks, pressing a soft kiss to her lips, their eyes gently closed, as the moment seemed silenced for them.

The crowd went up in cheers, as the chairs grew ready to through their rice and Joe seemed to smirk into the kiss.

As the two pulled away, Lizzie let out a cheer as more seemed to echo, Easy Company letting out their whoops and hollers as immediately the couple hugged, laughing in one another's ears.

" I would like to introduce to you all, Mr and Mrs, Joe and Hazel Liebgott!"

And the cheering didn't stop as they moved down the alter and through the pews and to the car awaiting outside, rice in their hair and clothing - it never stopped.

For the two people who deserved more love than anyone, they finally had their hearts touching one another, after years, they were forever bonded by their pure love.

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I AM TOO EMOTIONAL TO PUT ANY FURTHER COMMENT ON THESE I SWEAR :,)

Look out for the next chapter, epilogue and all my closing words - brb crying <3