The Wedding
by Fur and Fantasy
PG-13
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Never thought I'd see this day.

Truth be told, I don't want to.

It hurts like hell to watch them. They're so happy and I should be happy for them, but I just can't make myself. I can't stop feeling betrayed by the woman I love and the partner I'd give my life for. I know they haven't; that they just love each other and neither of them wants to hurt me, but it doesn't seem to matter. I can't stop wondering if I'd told her what I feel, if I'd challenged Chance when they started dating, if it could be me marrying today. If ... so many ifs. And not one of them matters.

It's a beautiful day, it's been a quiet month, and I have the world to be grateful for.

We've been recognized, recommissioned and promoted higher than I ever thought I'd make. The SWAT Kats are now an official Enforcer unit and we even kept our autonomy, just with better pay. Pumadyne and Megakat Aeronautics have both given me an open invitation and blank check when I can't fight anymore. It's not a day I'm looking forward to, but it will come. Maybe sooner than anyone's ready for. Be realistic, it's already passed, I'm just holding on until this is over.

I already feel myself pulling away, trying to break my ties to Chance and the few other Enforcers I'm close to. Mom's having a fit about it, she's sure I'm making a terrible mistake. I wish there was a choice, but I've done this all my life. I take enough pain and I leave, burn all my bridges and start over. I won't be on this continent for much longer. Felina can be his Gunner, she already shares the rest of his life. MKA has foreign R&D facilities I work in. I can protect them better from there than risking a mistake because I'm distracted.

This is not fair.

First time in my life I thought I'd found Home, something permanent. I should have known better. It was a sweet eight years, I'll grieve it's passing for a long time.

But at least everything's settled but telling him. I can't ruin his wedding or honeymoon, even if it kills me.

"Hey, Jake? You ok buddy?" Chance's voice breaks in. It's debatable whether he's prouder of the stripes on his dress uniform or the reason he's wearing it today. I'm glad he's distracted. Any other day he'd see right through my mask and I can't afford that.

"Yah, just thinking. A lot's happened this year."

He smiles, nervous and excited. He's barely cognizant of the conversation. "Kind of mind-numbing."

"Like you've got a mind to numb." I force some cheer into my voice.

He chuckles, oblivious. "Very funny. Come on."

I take my place before the alter next to him. I know he doesn't want this kind of wedding -- atheist to his core -- but Felina finds it important so here we are. The ring case is heavy in my hand, the dress uniform chafes. I do not want to be here. Anywhere is better than here. Even back down in those caverns with the scorpions.

It's an eternity before Felina comes down the aisle on her uncles arm. She's showing her own brand of defiance too; no veil, no dress, no flowers. Seeing her in a dress uniform takes my breath away. She was always beautiful, but this ... I'll have wet dreams for years about this. She's so perfect, and that smile could melt stone.

I know I'm staring, and for a moment I don't care. The priest's voice drags me back to the ceremony and what is happening here.

It's all I can do not to cry for everything I've lost.

"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to witness the union of two souls in holy matrimony."

I intentionally zone out, paying just enough attention not to miss my cue. Academy was good for something -- learning how to stand at attention ready to respond to orders without actually paying attention. It saves my sanity today.

"If there is anyone present who know why these two should not be joined, speak now or forever hold your peace.

I bite my tongue. The bitter copper of my blood and physical pain is a welcome distraction. I manage to stay silent. I don't know how.

The priest's voice is low. "The rings."

I open the case and hand them the proper rings on autopilot. The vows are a blur.

"You may kiss the bride."

That's a joke, Felina's doing the kissing here. I'd seen them kiss before -- hell, I walked in on them once. But as much as I've laughed at these ceremonies, this was special.

It really was finally over.

~sigh~ Sixteen months of hell are actually over. It's kind of a relief to have it set so securely. Now I can actually get on with my life.

Bits and pieces of the reception float by, I smile honestly for the first time in ... months at least. Maybe it's time to talk to Callie again. Maybe I will stay.

KRRABBOOOOOOOM


This is Ann Gora of Kats Eye News at the scene of a spectacular disaster. An as yet unidentified individual has successfully detonated a bomb at the reception of what was likely the biggest event of the year -- the marriage of Lieutenant Commander Felina Feral, most likely the next Commander of the Enforcers, and Lieutenant Commander Chance Furlong, The SWAT Kat T-Bone. The Enforcers on the scene have confirmed that eighteen dead and over ninety wounded but refuse to give any names. Stay tuned to Kats Eye News for updates.


Nine Days later.

The sun is shining, the weather warm as a gentle breeze whispers among the Kats and Kantin gathered. Most locals attending are surprised at the turnout. Mourners had come literally from every corner of the world. Family and friends that no one in Megakat City knew about.

Not many were surprised that Jake had contacts all over the place, but the number that came for Chance was stunning, and Felina's friends were even more varied. Someone whispered it was her years on the Carrier. Her squadron had done a lot and they were a loyal bunch -- the fact that the entire 3rd Carrier Group -- her old command -- had managed to get the patrol schedule reworked just so it could attend this funeral is a testament to what she meant to many of them.

Three Enforcers cut down in their prime.

Three lives that had touched almost all around them.

Three souls that belonged together even as their bodies rest next to each other in the cold earth.

Three stories to inspire for generations to come.

Jake Razor Clawson
Chance T-Bone Furlong
Felina Artimis Feral

May they protect us from where ever they are.
We will need it.

Ashes to ashes
Dust to dust

The Wedding

PG-13
Het Level is High
Slash Level is
Femslash Level is None
Herm Level is None

7 KB, Story is Complete, Series is Finished
Written June 16, 1998 by Rauhnee Ranshanka

Setting: SWAT Kats

Primary Races: Kat

Contents: Furry. Het (M/F). Death

Pairings: Felina Feral/Chance Furlong

Notes: See a image of Felina in her Dress Blues by Rauhnee Ranshanka. A response to the Wedding Challenge on SWAT Kats FanFic List. I really have no idea where some of these evil thoughts come from, for this is most certainly not what I had in mind when I gave the challenge.

Blurb: Chance and Felina are getting married and guess who's not happy about it.

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